Nothing else

Just sharks

//like big ahh grandma kisses

//hold on let me smooch each one of you individually, wetly on the forehead

//Fuck I should’ve added tags to get more of that crowd. ONE SEC I CAN RE DO IT

His face is a lighter shade of blue across his cheeks, flustered and embarrassed probably. “I am NOT throwing a tantrum” he in fact is throwing a tantrum “and even if I was, you just WISH you could bother me that much” except that he definitely does.

BEONFPHISPJSPHCPBJES GO BECOME ROADKILL

YEAH? WELL. You… you… SHUTTHEFUCKUP

//the art is very cool

He tried to regain what little composure he had, but it was clear to anyone that vox had absolutely no composure when it came to Alastor.
“Maybe if you weren’t such an uptight, condescending cuck!..” he brushes down his blazer with his hands, absentmindedly “I wouldn’t have to act this way”

Vox tried his best to hide the fact that this deeply angered him, gritting his teeth. He slammed his fist down on the table in front of them, hard, clearly his attempt at trying to get Alastors attention through means of intimidation; something that never worked even once with Alastor.