#pcttillo

Playmoss is p cool!!

meme / accepting

my opinion on;

character in general: oh man i love jack pattillo !! he is anabsolutely amazing human being with a heart of gold. i love mostly how much he cares about achievement hunter & his friends/coworkers. he has opened so many doors for them, all on account of his own good will & love for ah!!how they play them: lovely !! the mun tends to make him very “mom friend”ish which is absolutely what he is to his friends! they play him really well :’))the mun: the mun is a v nice person from what i’ve seen ! they’re super friendly & honestly fit in really well within the community !

do i;

follow them: yes!rp with them: nowant to rp with them: YES x1000ship their character with mine: depends on how things work out!! i really like jottillo as a ship, but it depends on how our characters mesh !

what is my;

overall opinion: heart eyes emoji

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A smug smile crossed the Prosecutor’s face as Phoenix fought to get his client off the hook. Oh that just won’t do. Despite everything, Miles still enjoyed the sweet sensation of victory. Slamming his hand onto his stand, a loud objection! rang out before he shook his head.

❝ Oh, Wright. I hate to say this – and by hate, I mean love, – but you’re wrong. As always. Your Honor, I would like to counter the defense’s argument with this piece of evidence. ❞

he wasn’t exactly sure when he’d got hit during the fight. hell, he wasn’t sure where he even got hit. he just knew he was covered in blood, and the right side of his body hurt a hell of a lot more than the left.and it should have worried him, but it didn’t. because he was in jack’s hands now, and jack was pretty good at this kind stuff by now. gavin could think of a ton of different times when he’d come to the other with some sort of dumb injury, and came out looking ten times better than he did before he ever got injured.

granted, he had never been shot this many times before. but he still wasn’t that worried. jack was still good.

right?

meme | acceptinglast mistake - hey ocean

        michael couldn’t sleep -- he wondered if he would ever again. maybe he deserved it, maybe he had defied some cosmic idea of his own identity by simply being there - next to an all-too unsuspecting, all-too gentle giant, sleeping soundly beside him as he tugged at his hair.

        suppressed noises bubbling in his chest, in his throat, in his mouth. blanket spotted wet with tears, hand tensed over a curled bottom lip. it wasn’t supposed to happen like this. it happened like this for hours.

   new features weren’t uncommon within an outstretched city as los santos, though the mafia king rarely forgot one. the roll of his neck sent his bones and ligaments crackling, the exuberant man taking his final step before the stranger. within the beast’s territory, prey in the claws of a predator. knitted brows left him studying a startled face, teeth garnished about his cigar; the smoke fumed the air, wafting about his baseball cap and his steeled blue eyes.