"can i call y-you daddy?" The green haired boy asked him, holding his hand tightly. He sighed. "Um..s-sure." "What's your name?" The older one added, bending down to his level and releasing his hand. The man wasn't much shorter than the green smol bean. "Well I don't really k-know, i've always been called Kitten." His big doll-like blue eyes looked at his feet with a frown. "what a cute kitty you are." The older smirked, ruffling his green hair. He looked back up, now smiling big and bright. ██████████████ there will be smut for all you sinners my artist -- @shimo_spooky_apple she makes amazing fan art for me !! [ Copyright ©2017 by carolineeclark All Rights Reserved. ]

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scria şi scria..

Înainte să-mi judeci viaţa, trecutul sau caracterul... Încalţă pantofii mei, și călatorește cat am călătorit eu. Trăiește-mi soarta, tristeţea, durerea și fericirea. Amintește-ţi! Toată lumea are o poveste! Iar când vei fii îl locul meu... Atunci mă poţi judeca. *Copertă realizată de @mint-cream *All Rights Reserved

I'm pretty extraordinary (read: absolutely normal) for an average guy named Patrick- Patrick Kraker, and before you ask, no, I do not want a cracker; neither does Polly. Polly's sick of crackers. a) My summer job may or may not involve spray painting myself completely silver and standing motionless in the park. Of course not. b) I also may or may not be investigating and communicating with a homeless guy who is (possibly): one, not actually homeless and two, part of a cult of (probably) bloodthirsty satanic worshippers. *** Copyright © 2015 by unfurled All rights reserved #34 Humour Featured as of 28/04/16