until i get my stan(and james) muse and will to write NSFW content back.
oh. my. god. just look at his RIGHT HAND. IT’S SHAKING. IT’S FUCKING SHAKING. MY GOD. HE’S SCARED. HE KNOWS WHAT IT WILL BE EXTREMELY PAINFUL. FUCK. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK. FUCK. BUCKYYY D:
|| one of the reasons I am barely active on here is as well because my will to roleplay nsfw is really really low and i’m so so sorry because that’s kind of my thing and i can’t even do that properly.
|| if i loaned you my favourite book over a year ago and every time i ask when you’re giving it back, you say ‘i will send it back soon’ and meanwhile we’re 14 months further and i ask it in a slightly less friendly way, you do not have the goddamn right to call me out.
i had a dream last night that i was working at starbucks and steve rogers walked in and ordered an iced americano and i said “one iced americano for the iced americano" and then i woke myself up by laughing too hard at my own joke