Magnus and Barry wake up at the crack of dawn just to jump into freezing cold water, and Taako, Lup, and Merle are just like “They must be going crazy or something. There’s no way that someone would willingly jump into icey water for fun-” and then Lucretia goes barreling past the three, yelling, “I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU ASSHOLES JUMPED IN WITHOUT ME.” And the three go run to Davenport to say that all the humans they’re stuck with are certifiably insane.
Taako: Magnus put a damn shirt on.
Magnus: It’s not even that cold out.
Taako: It’s literally snowing.
Lup: Oh, babe, don’t eat that. It’s a super acidic fruit, it’ll dissolve your flesh.
Barry, confused: Lup this is a pineapple.
Magnus breaks both his legs in one cycle and the three basically invent street cross country skis to get him to move around and everyone else is terrified
“shouldn’t you be resting???”
“you think two broken legs will stop me?”
“IT SHOULD”
Lucretia: Humans have two sets of teeth.
Lup: you’re lying to me.
Magnus: Im gonna eat this blue glowing fruit I found
Davenport: You can’t do that, we’re two weeks into this cycle and you’re our security officer
Lucretia: Yeah, let Barry do it; if he dies, then he’ll just be a lich.
Davenport: No, no one is eating it
Barry: [has already eaten half of it]
i wish i could draw because i desperately want to draw the last exchange.
complete with ending on Barry freezing with half the fruit already in his mouth like a fruit goblin.
idk how anyone can dislike loki when his only personality traits are being gay, dramatic and a bastard, all objectively likeable, dare i even say admirable, qualities
As I near 200,000 followers here at fishingboatproceeds, I just wanted to say Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.
this how we lost post editing and it was still worth it
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