|i'm just really proud of this.|
babybaby no yume [prologue+ch1]"Mr. Stark! If you come this way you will be able to see the laboratory of one of our scholarship students!"babybaby no yume [prologue+ch1] by Wiggerboo
Tony Stark, owner of Stark Industries and genius billionaire playboy philanthropist, strolled through the hallways of a rather high tech building with a short portly woman who's name he couldn't really remember. Skylar... Something. He was not paying attention when she was introducing herself in all honesty. The only thing that really stuck out to him about her was how close she was to him at the moment. She might as well have duct taped herself to his hip with how close her body was to him. It was... uncomfortable to say the least.
"Actually, I think you might have met her at the scholarship gala !" The woman said, her voice raising in several octaves which made Tony visibly cringe.
"Yeah?" He asked, his voice probably sounding a bit harsher than he had intended. It had felt like his brain had turned into a rock and was slamming itself into the front
ones and zerosones and zeros by Wiggerboo
“Everybody needs a thneed~. It's a fine thing that all people need~...”
That was a voice that Cipher did not expect to hear all the way in Greenville. It couldn't be him, it had to be a coincidence. That light baritone that sounded more like he was just speaking along with the strumming of a guitar.
There was no way that he was here.
Cipher slowed to a stop before shuffling her feet in her rubber boots and adjusted the shoulder strap of her bag; the action making the large paper bag tucked in her arm crinkle. Sighing, hazel eyes closed themselves as she tried to ignore the growing sound of a crowd roaring in laughter and many disgusting splattering sounds.
There was that voice again.
Finally, she glanced in the direction of the voice had come from.
There he was.
The man that had plagued her thoughts; filling them with images of sky blue eyes that glimmered like the stars onc
I'm just a loser that likes tentacles, eye licking, boxcutters and the deliciously skinny legs of anime men. |
junpei iori is my husband and i will fight you for him [no i wont because he's a shitty]
rohan kishibe is also my husband and i cry everyday because of it
rock holmes killed me.
i am deep in once-ler hell.
sure love wrinkly cabbage satanists that play bass
dan mcneely and legend are my newgrounds harem.
francis york morgan more like special agent pork organ
i cant think of smth for ultron but im gonna clang clang that robot ok
owen grady could body slam me then throw me into the raptor cage and i'd tell him "thanks"
rohan pixels by hannahjap!!!
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