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𝙄’𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡, @thehitcherrp.bsky.social

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𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙨𝙤𝙣/𝙈𝘿𝙉𝙄/ #Necromerchant
The only way to ring in the new year, as far as I’m concerned
January 3, 2026 at 6:04 PM
Now that’s what I like to hear
January 3, 2026 at 4:03 PM
He’s very handsome. I see a bit of myself in him.
January 3, 2026 at 2:46 PM
I don’t do anything by halves.
January 3, 2026 at 2:45 PM
Stuck with my daughter for New Years.

I mean—

Given the opportunity to spend time with my only child this holiday
January 1, 2026 at 3:49 AM
Should I get mind numbingly drunk for new years or should I get unable to walk drunk for new years?
December 31, 2025 at 1:48 PM
Reposted by 𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙨𝙤𝙣
* Happiness has to be fought for.

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#TEMPORARYPIN
#MVRP / #MULTIVERSERP
#SFWRP / #NSFWRP (for blood and death and stuff I'm not posting lewd on the TL)
#OCRP / #OC
December 29, 2025 at 7:41 PM
Pig in the bath. They can’t stop me.
December 30, 2025 at 8:47 PM
Either too much or none at all
December 30, 2025 at 11:20 AM
… I didn’t think anyone would hear
December 30, 2025 at 10:52 AM
Sounds like you’re embarrassed.
Where everyone can hear them. Got it.
I’m not tellin’ the world! I’m just— I’m airin’ my inside thoughts?
December 30, 2025 at 10:20 AM
What can I say? I can practically read your mind.

(Ryder had made it very clear that this is what he wanted, fortunately. Besides, Bruce had really wanted it too. Initially, he had opened his mouth to complain about the idea of being kept in place, but all that came out was an eager intake of—
Poor Piggy. . .
( Ryder squeezed the thigh, creasing the wrapping paper under his touch. )
This is exactly what I asked for.
( His eager gaze traveled up to meet Bruce's impatient look. Ryder's smirk widened. )>
I’ve been waitin’ for you to open up your presents all day.

(Well, that was definitely an exaggeration, but it didn’t stop Bruce from whining for just that extra bit of believability and drama.)

I didn’t know what else to get you, so I thought I’d get you what makes you happiest. What matters—
December 30, 2025 at 10:09 AM
I’m not tellin’ the world! I’m just— I’m airin’ my inside thoughts?
Went from "I'm too embarrassed to be seen with him in public" to "I'm telling the entire world about the fetishes I do with my husband".
People say you’re weird and freaky and wrong but wow. How dare I consensually allow my husband to piss on me. It’s like… it’s like gettin’ showered with love and adoration.
December 30, 2025 at 7:37 AM
It’s a joke—

Like the heavy is the head that wears the crown? That.
My hands aren't heavy—what the hell did that mean, anyway?
Won’t make your hand any lighter but a good drink is never a bad idea.
December 30, 2025 at 2:07 AM
People say you’re weird and freaky and wrong but wow. How dare I consensually allow my husband to piss on me. It’s like… it’s like gettin’ showered with love and adoration.
December 30, 2025 at 1:25 AM
Won’t make your hand any lighter but a good drink is never a bad idea.
Y'know what? I need a drink or ten.
Heavy is the hand that cranks the hog, or whatever
December 30, 2025 at 1:20 AM
Forgot to get my daughter a Christmas present because I’m the worst dad in the world. Do you think she’d be okay with a few old limes I found?
December 28, 2025 at 4:07 PM
I’ve been waitin’ for you to open up your presents all day.

(Well, that was definitely an exaggeration, but it didn’t stop Bruce from whining for just that extra bit of believability and drama.)

I didn’t know what else to get you, so I thought I’d get you what makes you happiest. What matters—
( After setting up the table for two, Ryder wandered around the house looking for Bruce. He'd checked every room and corner except for the living room. Was it on purpose? Finally, he popped into the living room, smirking as he saw his present. )
Well, well. . .
>
(Bruce had, well, finally just laid down underneath the tree. The smell of fresh turkey almost made him get up, but that would spoil the surprise.)
December 28, 2025 at 1:57 PM
(Bruce had, well, finally just laid down underneath the tree. The smell of fresh turkey almost made him get up, but that would spoil the surprise.)
( Finally arrived home with a bag containing their dinner; a freshly cooked turkey Bruce had ordered. Ryder beelined into the kitchen and put it down. He wondered where Bruce was. )
(Give him enough time and he’ll just fall asleep under there. Then he’ll spend the next day complaining about body aches. It’s a lose lose situation.)
December 27, 2025 at 10:49 PM
(Give him enough time and he’ll just fall asleep under there. Then he’ll spend the next day complaining about body aches. It’s a lose lose situation.)
( Taking his sweet time getting home. )
I’ve been sittin’ under the tree, just waitin’ to be opened up for an unreasonable amount of time.

Because I’m the present, obviously.
December 27, 2025 at 10:10 PM
Heavy is the hand that cranks the hog, or whatever
December 27, 2025 at 12:16 PM
If I knew I would have gotten cookies out of it, maybe I would have tried it sooner.
You did good. Have a sugar cookie.
Havin’ a little bit of mental support will do crazy things to a man.
December 27, 2025 at 6:14 AM
Havin’ a little bit of mental support will do crazy things to a man.
There's a strong lack of unhinged in this. I'm proud of you.
I’ve been sittin’ under the tree, just waitin’ to be opened up for an unreasonable amount of time.

Because I’m the present, obviously.
December 27, 2025 at 6:10 AM
I’ve been sittin’ under the tree, just waitin’ to be opened up for an unreasonable amount of time.

Because I’m the present, obviously.
December 27, 2025 at 5:58 AM