Drowy (Drobabes) General OOC

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Just posting a dank meme to say I'll be back when the shitstorm has cleared.

(husband is gettin metaphorically kicked in the balls by life, so I gotta be his bag of ice)
 
Damnit, I'm trying to write a post for MC before I go to bed, and I have just completely lost the line of dialogue I was going to go with >_<

I mean, I have the post partly saved and pinned from when I started it, but damnit I hate it when I do that; lost my rhythm D<
 
I think we all know that you'll take very good care of hubby's cruelly attacked balls. :D

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EDIT: In any case, it very much sucks that you lost the shit you were writing, but don't worry about making a post tonight or not. I'll probably go to bed early tonight because the sleeps have me by the... pussy? I don't think that quite translates as well. Like usually when people say, "they have me by the balls" is it that the balls are in danger, or is it that the pleasure being offered is simply too great? Or is it both?! My tired brain simply can't brain right now. >_<"
 
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I will use only the gentlest of tender love and care :D

Also, I found so many tired memes earlier, and I love them

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And,

My personal favorite because holy shit, BIG FEEL,

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The first two and the last one are my favorites. :D Though you’re right, that is a big feel. I feel like a placid lake with a man-eating mega alligator hiding in its depths.
 
lol XD

Well, I bid you goodnight. The night, she calls me frequently because she’s starting to suspect that I’m spending my time with the Day, that slut.
 
Pfft XD

Alright, get that dank sleeps. If I do post, I probably won't be posting till pretty late anyway. I...don't want to go to bed, and I am doing everything short of having a heart attack to stay awake >_>

I know what wait for me in the depths of the dark abyss...those awful nightmares that wish to jump out and suck the soul from my nose like some deformed Stephen King feline <_<
 
<_< Well shit. I hope you have much brighter dreams than that. Sounds foofy, but sometimes if I’ve had a nightmare and I wake up in the middle of the night, I’ll imagine some kind of bright presence leading me into a sweeter dream. Sometimes it works. I’ll cross my fingers for you.
 
I smiled, but I didn't actually laugh. The united nations part was real tough though. :D That being said, you don't have to write any naughty Garfield hentai. I don't want it to be normalized for you so that I can't whip it out later. XD
 
You...you didn't laugh, even once?! D:

Nouh! Jade! She has grown too powerful!

Oh no, a deals a deal. I'm gonna do it...right after I finish this post for MC :D
 
Nope. If you really want to get me to laugh when I'm trying not to, crude humor (if done well) is my kryptonite. :D Normally, I just do the nose exhale or the big grin combined with a light chuckle.

Hmm... I can't deny that I'm curious about what spicy things you have planned for the orange-furred temptress.
 
John flipped on the light to the kitchen, groggily rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he rounded the small island. What he saw before him made him stop and blink several time, wondering if he was perhaps hallucinating. Unfortunately, he was not, for there, near the far wall, was the fat orange cat whom he had come to know as Garfield. His furry tail was high in the air, doing nothing to cover his puckered little asshole as his chubby cheeked face bent down to lap and chew the leftovers of Otis's meal.

"Garfield, what are you doing?" John asked, his mouth dropping open as he gaped.

"I'm hungry John," Garfield replied, his voice strained and husky as the anthropomorphic cat turned to face him.

"But this...this slop, won't fill me up. I need...I need more, John!"

"What? Garfield, I-"

"Shh!"

Suddenly the large, now human sized feline was in front of him, a single warm paw upon John's lips.

"I need it, John. I need you to fill me up...in every way..."

The warm paw that had so lovingly shushed him began to work it's way down John's chest, making a slow and sensual path to his boxer shorts. Once there, it rubbed it's soft pads against the bulge in the cotton fabric.

"Please, John. It's your responsibility to take care of me."

"Garfield..." John whispered, his eyes staring into the pleading gaze of his furry roommate. He opened his mouth, and-...to be continued...

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Aaaaannnnd, I'm going to go bleach my soul now.
 
Pour that holy water over my head! Dx On second thought, just put it in a shot glass and hand it to me >_>

Beans? Spicy beans? :devil: I shall serve up another plate, then :D
 
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