#postmortemlullabies

Oh, his browser history? It would probably be no surprise that it was full of porn. What else would he use internet for? He wasn't a curious guy, so he didn't google random stuff. He used youtube a lot, but that would be the app on his phone. He wasn't materialistic, so he didn't do much online shopping. He didn't use social media, because he had nothing to share and didn't give a shit about seeing what others were up to. He had no interest in politics or current events, so he didn't check the news.

What was left? Just porn. Being bisexual, he had a lot of different porn that he liked to watch. It all depended on his mood, or whatever phase he was into. He'd often get bored if he watched the same category for too long.

Things to Do in October: Starters | @post-mortem-lullabies

A corn maze.

Out of everything that could have been picked out to do, Emil choose a corn maze.

Law felt his eye twitch irritably.

"Don't get lost."

Oh, thanks Mr Clock

chose to kiss between two! // Inosuke's right cheek, or Inosuke's left cheek ;p

chose to kiss between two!

zenitsu isn't going to chose between them!

The dock was busy, the kind of organized chaos Cassian preferred. The crew had a system --- crates off the cart, onto shoulders, up the gangplank, and stowed below deck. It was simple and efficient. No wasted movement. He carried his share without complaint, the weight a distraction from the noise of the port and from the day that just felt too heavy with both heat and the strong smell of salt in the air.

The first mate of the Phoenix pirates reached for another crate, balancing it properly on his shoulder and holding it in a firm grip before falling back in line with the rest. A few more walks up and down the gangplank and they would be good to set sail, unless Phoenix wanted to stay for the evening and they'd hit up a bar in town for drinks and some fun.

Things, however, weren't as smooth. Out of nowhere, at least not that he could see, a girl appeared, meandering in between the crew seemingly without much care in the world, and Cassian had to stop short or risk slamming into her with the crate. She still seemed rather unfazed by it.

❝ You're in my way, ❞ he muttered, low enough only for her to hear.

❝ The world's already harsh enough on women, and especially those who take to the waves. It will sneer at you, beat you down, call you less than nothing. But sometimes, that cruelty forges us sharper than steel… Have you felt that yet? ❞

This was the sort of low-key social hangout that he was up for these days. For some reason he was feeling fucking mentally drained. He knew why - it was because summer was over. Sure, he enjoyed Halloween or whatever, but it was still depressing to him that they'd soon be heading into winter.

Him and Emil were sitting on their usual park bench. The tree that cast a shade that was welcome in the summer ( not so much right now ), was beginning to shed a few leaves. Emil was scrolling her phone, and Nnoitra was tearing leaves apart with his sharp fingertips, trying to get them to crack perfectly along the veins. Emil had brought him a lunch box, as she usually did - which he'd finished eating about 30 seconds after he opened it.

Emil announced her latest purchase. Nnoitra arched a brow. Emil was one of the least girly women he knew, but seemed she too had a feminine side. Spontaneous online shopping was a woman-thing for sure. Nnoitra hardly ever bought anything, unless it was something he needed. He looked down at his feet, but couldn't see his socks. He was wearing boots after all. He could use a new pair. A lot of them had holes. They were all black though.