Good Evening, My Liege. Late is the hour of our meeting, thank you so much for seeing me. This I must ask of you: Does Volstaag have a last name? Pray, do tell me what it is?
Thank you my King? May I also just sit here and gaze upon the loveliness that is your face??
Oh, you’re so cute. ♥ Baby, I don’t know Volstaag’s last name. It’s not like I’m going to take it any time, am I right? ;3
You may just stare at me if you want. -basks in this glory-
Why is anonymous ignoring me all of a sudden? I am so sad! Why do you no longer love me, Anonymous, and want to do terribly beautiful things to my body? Why are there no more silly poems with roses are red and violet are blue? Why are there no more questions? Babies, you’re all being stupid betches. Fix this moment. ♥
Hey! Unlike the old blogmaster, I will do prose roleplay. :D But, I don’t have a timeline. I might refer to other things from other roleplays if I feel they might add to an rp time, but as far as it goes, it’s just memories that may or may not be real. So if you want to see some roleplay with Sassy Gay King Loki, talk to me guys!
everyones so scared of spiders but to be honest the thought of rats creep me out more. i'm not scared of them but next door is crawling with rats and living in an attached house means that they've probably found their way into my house.
you can hear them at night scuttling around in the ceiling. it's fucking scary man. theyre disgusting.
-passes out from the nonfabness of this message from Anon-
i got home at like 10 and was like hell yeah, going to bed at like 12 because i have to be up super early for a meeting, and then, a spider ran across my wall that was the size of my fucking hand.
This is what it fucking looked like, I think. Jesus FUCK, it was huge and I was like…well, my inner Balder took a hike, let’s say that. I had a poster tube and lysol and was trying to kill it. I SMASHED it before it could reach my bed, thank god, and called my brother to come get it. I was crying and shaking at that point, and my mom came down to get it and the moment she went to see if it was moving I took off with the speed of Mjolnir returning to Thor.
My mom laughed at me the whole time and I went upstairs and there was no booze, so I am sitting in my room in FEAR of more of these mutants coming at me in the dark. And I have to take a shower at like 5am so i can go pick some coworkers up at 6:30 so we can like be at this meeting by 7am.
It is now 2:42am my time.
SHOULD I SLEEP FOR TWO HOURS OR STAY AWAKE TO PROTECT MYSELF FROM MUTANT SPIDERS?
Mister sassy gay king, *sits on lap* can I have a pony for my birthday?
-pushes off delicately- Baby, I’m a look at toy, not a touch toy. But as for a pony, I’ll talk to your special Santa man and see what he can do. Maybe he can give me a hot man for Hannukkah! ♥ That’s the right festival, right?
10 more minutes to go. I COULD empty the dishwasher, fold some laundry, get my stuff ready for work tomorrow.
So, of course, I am sitting here in front of the monitor, watching the minutes tick away and wishing the 10 minutes were up already.
Awhhh. My babies are so dedicated to me. It’s so cute~ ♥
Oh, Loki, it's totally possible for a boy to get pregnant if he's a trans boy. Silly~
Well, yes, honey, I know that. But I’m not a transboy~ ♥ Transboys are still boys though, so I’d go after them if they presented themselves and were pretty enough for my tastes. But I haven’t been with any, so none are pregnant with my babies.
Well, baby, that would mean I’d have to turn into a lady. As much as that would be fun, I’m a gay boy. I don’t want a vagina near me at all, let alone in my body. It just… -shivers- Not my thing, sweetie. ♥