Pic Spam Fun! 3: The Academy Is...
Welcome back to the I.Q killing segment that I call Pic Spam Fun! Since no one suggested what to do for this next edition, I decided to choose one myself and thought of The Academy Is.... Why did I take so long to do this? I kept procrastinating, that's why.
I will post the drabble, Encore, soon. Just give me some time please. >____>;; I'm just editing the drabble...and deciding if the smut scene is truly needed in it. That takes up like three pages alone. You can tell the plot already went out of the window in this drabble of mine.
Anyways: The Academy Is...!
The Butcher was torn apart on how he should feel as his head was put between William's legs. On one hand, he finally got to go to where many men (and women) can only dream of.
On the other hand, he was now fearful that he will wake up in a basement when Gabe, William's boyfriend, finds out...
William: OMG, look at that double chin I have! Oh Goooooood, I KNEW I shouldn't have that fruit smoothie.
Mike: *Thinking* Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do...oh...those gorgeous eyes...shit!
Tom Conrad was awed by the fact William was floating in-mid air, as a beautiful halo surrounded his head. That meant it was 7:30 and Sex and City would soon be on.
Tom: Yes! I'll finally know if Carrie will get together with Mr. Big or not!
Mike: Hey, Will, look up! We put up your orientation~
William: Wha...*Looks up* Ohh...you pricks!
Author: I swear to God, I did not Google 'Gabe Saporta William kiss' and hit Images. This is an actual result if you bother to go back enough.
The ass that launched a thousand fics.
William: Hey guys, guess what time it is!
Butcher/Mike/Michael: Kill the guy in the orange jacket time?
William: Yep! >:)
Adam: Hell yeah...wait a minute-
The guys aren't smiling here because they felt like the beheading of Adam Siska was a hollow, hollow victory.
Adam: Fly my pretties *Points to the ceiling* Fllllllllllllllllly!
William: Whooosh!
Guy in red jacket:...the fu-
Adam: When I throw the ball, we Mike and William will ride the both of us as we attempt to buck them off, YOU jump to catch the ball and then tackle all of us. Then we'll...
Manager:...and this is why the The Academy Is...band are no longer allowed to play Calvin Ball. Ever.
I will post the drabble, Encore, soon. Just give me some time please. >____>;; I'm just editing the drabble...and deciding if the smut scene is truly needed in it. That takes up like three pages alone. You can tell the plot already went out of the window in this drabble of mine.
Anyways: The Academy Is...!
The Butcher was torn apart on how he should feel as his head was put between William's legs. On one hand, he finally got to go to where many men (and women) can only dream of.
On the other hand, he was now fearful that he will wake up in a basement when Gabe, William's boyfriend, finds out...
William: OMG, look at that double chin I have! Oh Goooooood, I KNEW I shouldn't have that fruit smoothie.
Mike: *Thinking* Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do not think how sexy William is or Gabe will kill me. Do...oh...those gorgeous eyes...shit!
Tom Conrad was awed by the fact William was floating in-mid air, as a beautiful halo surrounded his head. That meant it was 7:30 and Sex and City would soon be on.
Tom: Yes! I'll finally know if Carrie will get together with Mr. Big or not!
Mike: Hey, Will, look up! We put up your orientation~
William: Wha...*Looks up* Ohh...you pricks!
Author: I swear to God, I did not Google 'Gabe Saporta William kiss' and hit Images. This is an actual result if you bother to go back enough.
The ass that launched a thousand fics.
William: Hey guys, guess what time it is!
Butcher/Mike/Michael: Kill the guy in the orange jacket time?
William: Yep! >:)
Adam: Hell yeah...wait a minute-
The guys aren't smiling here because they felt like the beheading of Adam Siska was a hollow, hollow victory.
Adam: Fly my pretties *Points to the ceiling* Fllllllllllllllllly!
William: Whooosh!
Guy in red jacket:...the fu-
Adam: When I throw the ball, we Mike and William will ride the both of us as we attempt to buck them off, YOU jump to catch the ball and then tackle all of us. Then we'll...
Manager:...and this is why the The Academy Is...band are no longer allowed to play Calvin Ball. Ever.