#willingkiller

     They'd been on the road for a few days, and frankly Ted was growing tired of driving so much. Even when Harper was behind the wheel, the monotony of seeing the same greenery over and over and over blurring in the car's windows was beginning to make him sick. And anxious. The windows were down, so they're both breathing fresh air as they drive into another big city. Ted likes big cities. How easy it is to be anonymous in them. She's sleeping as they arrive, so Ted makes the next few steps on his own. He can afford to, as well.

"Wow. They just don't quit, do they?"

i want to make one but the problem is: which character do i make one for

Send me a “☤” For my muses reaction to waking up with your muses head between their legs.

Wait a minute--

There's a very distinct difference between dreams and reality. Namely that one is fake and the other is not. Also that in dreams a hell of a lot of weird shit can happen. Like, in his dream he was being sucked off by a weird man nurse with woman's legs and breasts that only porn stars should have, In reality, it wasn't quite so.