My name's Isabelle, it's nice to meet you! Feel free to drop by and chat with me anytime ya want! ( This is an independent rp blog for my oc)) Magic!Anon status: Tail comes out when in contact with water and you have a lovely voice to boot. ((Warning: Will sometimes have NSFW))
-Submit is open, I just can't figure out how to show it, my apologizes.-
There’s a billion weird inaccuracies and stuff (like why the hell is he polishing that blade, aren’t they like disposable) but I just wanted to draw some dorks being dorky so here’s my otp again
She pouted, splashing him again, “Meanie.” Isabelle continued to grumble and swimming over to the steps so she could undress from her wet clothes and take off her shoes. She peeled off the soaked clothing, putting them on the ground until she was completely nude, covering her chest with her arms, shivering a bit from the cold water.
“You didn’t have to be sarcastic earlier is all…” he said was he leaned against the wall of the pool, yawning a bit. Dean looked over and saw that she was shivering, swimming over to her and hugging her, trying to warm her up,”Better?”
Nodding, getting a bit warm from the hug, “Mhm.. I’m fine, I’ll get use to the water soon..” She murmured, hugging him back before letting go and submerging herself again under the water, swimming away from him.
Isabelle quickly held her breath before she felt the cold water engulfed her. She swam back up, pushing her hair out of her face and glaring up at Dean, “Dean! Why did you do that?!” The soaked blonde grumbled, swimming close to the edge and splashing him.
“Why wouldn’t I do that?” he laughed as he asked, before he began to strip to nothing, covering his face. “Hey! I’m getting in, in a second, hold on…” Dean was finally bare before he jumped in, shivering a bit.
She pouted, splashing him again, “Meanie.” Isabelle continued to grumble and swimming over to the steps so she could undress from her wet clothes and take off her shoes. She peeled off the soaked clothing, putting them on the ground until she was completely nude, covering her chest with her arms, shivering a bit from the cold water.
Bitches ain’t shit and they ain’t saying nothing
A hundred mothafuckas can’t tell me nothinghelp me i can’t breathe
She held onto him as he picked her up, a bit surprised. “Oh yeah, I’m so lucky~” Isabelle rolled her eyes, giggling.
Dean pouted and talked normal,”I mean, I can drop you, but I don’t want you to be hurt. So. I’ll drop you in the pool instead—” He said as he tossed her right in, laughing.
Isabelle quickly held her breath before she felt the cold water engulfed her. She swam back up, pushing her hair out of her face and glaring up at Dean, “Dean! Why did you do that?!” The soaked blonde grumbled, swimming close to the edge and splashing him.
Gladly hugging him back, “Alright~ And what’s ‘southern hospitality’?” She raised her eyebrows, getting a bit more curious.
“Southern Hospitality? Darlin’ ya’ never heard that before? Well we’re the nicest people around, we’re gentleman, and lucky for you ya got me!~” he said before picking her up,”We’re gonna go and swim~”
She held onto him as he picked her up, a bit surprised. “Oh yeah, I’m so lucky~” Isabelle rolled her eyes, giggling.
ALRIGHT LISTEN UP MY LITTLE SHITS
APPARENTLY NOBODY’S HEARD OF PROPER FUCKING ICE CREAM SANDWICHES SO I’M GOING TO SHOW YOU FUCKS HOW TO MAKE ONE
FIRST STRUT YOUR FINE ASS OVER TO YOUR FREEZY BOX AND GRAB YOURSELF SOME OF THAT SWEET WOMAN OF JESUS AUNT JEMIMA’S WAFFLES AND YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM. IF YOU DON’T HAVE YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM THAN JUST GRAB WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU GOT IN THERE. IF YOU DON’T HAVE ANY DAMN ICE CREAM THEN SHIT MAN YOU’RE OUT OF LUCK.
IF YOU’RE NOT A WHINY PANSY AND YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE BEING A HARDCORE MOTHER FUCKER THEN TOSS IN SOME OTHER SHIT YOU LIKE
BUT FOR RIGHT NOW I’M GOING TO FOCUS ON ALL YOU PANSIES WHO WANT YOUR ICE CREAM UNTAINTED BY OTHER SUCCULENT TOPPINGS
RIP INTO THAT BOX OF SWEET AUNTIE’S WAFFLES AND FIRMLY GRASP TWO
NO MORE THAN TWO
JUST DON’T DO IT
YOU ARE NOT YET READY FOR THE COLOSSAL CREAM CLUB SUB
ONCE YOU HAVE THOSE TWO LITTLE SHITS IN YOUR HAND THROW THEM ACROSS THE ROOM SO THAT THEY LAND PERFECTLY IN YOUR TOASTER
IF YOUR AIM SUCKS ASS JUST PUT THEM IN GENTLY WHILE TRASH TALKING YOUR TOASTER BECAUSE YOU’RE STILL HARDCORE
WHILE YOU’RE WAITING FOR YOUR WAFFLES TO BE AS TOASTY AS YOUR CHOICE ASS RUN OUTSIDE AND SMASH A CAR OR SOMETHING
BY THE TIME YOU WASH THE BLOOD OFF YOUR HANDS THOSE DELICIOUS LITTLE SYRUP DISKS SHOULD BE READY FOR ACTION
TOSS THOSE FUCKERS ON A PLATE AND PILE THE CREAMY GOODNESS ON ONE OF THEM
COVER UP THAT SHIT WITH YOUR OTHER WAFFLE AND WHIP OUT THAT BUTTERFLY BLADE YOU KEEP ON YOUR PERSON AT ALL TIMES BECAUSE THE THUG LIFE CHOSE YOU
STAB THE BASTARD REPEATEDLY UNTIL IT’S PERFECTLY SPLIT DOWN THE MIDDLE BECAUSE YOU’RE A CLASSY MOTHERFUCKER
NOW FOR YOU SICK FUCKS THAT THINK YOU CAN HANDLE MORE TOPPINGS YOU’RE GOING TO DO THE SAME SHIT THAT I JUST FUCKING TOLD YOU TO DO BUT BEFORE YOU PILE ON YOUR ICE CREAM YOU WANT TO LATHER YOUR PEANUT BUTTER/ CHOCOLATE SYRUP/ WHATEVER YOU CAN FIND ONTO THE WAFFLE
THEN DUMP OTHER TASTY SHIT ON THERE AS YOU SEE FIT
YOU GET TO FIGURE OUT THAT PART I’M NOT GOING TO HOLD YOUR HAND THROUGH THIS WHOLE PROCESS LITTLE SHITLET
AND AFTER THAT JUST GO BACK UP AND READ THE PANSY INSTRUCTIONS BECAUSE THEY’RE THE SAME THING FROM HERE OUT
CONGRATULATIONS YOU JUST MADE A MOTHERFUCKING ICE CREAM SANDWICH AND YOUR PRIZE IS YOU GET TO GO DEVOUR IT LIKE IT’S THE BEST THING YOU’VE TASTED SINCE YOUR MOTHER’S BREAST MILK BECAUSE IT DAMN SURE IS
I love people who can speak my language in recipes
the most METAL thing I have read on here.
3eep:
Yesterday I found that someone wrote “Stay beautiful!” on the wall of a bathroom stall in red and blue marker. It highly amused me.
Why am I so stupid
oh my god
GAMZEE
IT GETS BETTER EVERY SINGLE TIME.
reblogs again because TEREZI
