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To
be fair I don’t think she even existed in the first place. When it
happened there was some bright-ass godly white light and she was gone.

She…

I’m definitely calling Mia again. Maybe she has an explanation. But what about the fire? How did it start?

David dubbed it ‘Quartermaster apperciation day’ so we all broke into the Quartermaster store to see what QM’s into and Neil found used barbie dolls and burned them.

Where did he get matches? And how do you ‘use’ Barbie dolls? Were they just second-hand?

⊙⊙

welcometocecilpalmer:

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⊙⊙ For yours to accidentally get soap in mine’s eyes.

“Aii!!!
¡¡Hijo de puta!!” Carlos screeched and immediately started to rub at his eyes with his hands.

      Hopefully,
the SSP wasn’t paying too close attention to them this evening, since
Cecil paid it no mind at all (at least they woudn’t say anything either
way). He shut the door with a tendril (more out of habit than anything)
and led Carlos along to the bed, grinning like a kid on his first date.

Carlos was completely at Cecil’s control. He
couldn’t even sit down on the bed until Cecil got him close enough. Carlos
gently gripped one of the tentacles and gave it a playful tug, asking the other
to follow him silently. He smiled up at Cecil as he did so, matching the other’s
grin.

        Cecil followed wordlessly, immediately, walking with him to the bed, sitting down alongside him. He hummed softly and kissed Carlos’s neck, carefree and warm, his tendrils playing lightly across Carlos’s body.

Carlos snuggled right into him and pressed
kisses into Cecil’s shoulder. Snuggling up all warm and clean and just
surrounded everywhere by loving arms.
Not that Carlos was asking for it, but if he were to die in this moment… this
was exactly where he wanted to be.