#KO3AK : INDEPENDENT & SELECTIVE SOKOL FROM OVERKILL’S PAYDAY 2. CANON COMPLIANT & HEADCANON BASED. 18+ CONTENT WARNING, MINORS DNI. WRITTEN, WITH LOVE, FROM DUKE ( 21+, GMT+8 ).
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#KO3AK : INDEPENDENT & SELECTIVE SOKOL FROM OVERKILL’S PAYDAY 2. CANON COMPLIANT & HEADCANON BASED. 18+ CONTENT WARNING, MINORS DNI. WRITTEN, WITH LOVE, FROM DUKE ( 21+, GMT+8 ).
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to all of you drunk ass, single out there
quick(?) warming up with sokol, free kiss for the first come!
I will be moving blogs, goodbye!
tim stuetzle | mtl v ott | feb. 6, 2021
@kxllerblond sent: #35 ( meme )
Edamame by Bbno$ & Rich Brian
Watching Sokol trying to eat was like watching a child trying to eat. There was a little pea-mountain on his plate, which he’d painstakingly separated from his rice. Whoever decided the two went together deserved a special seat in hell. Not that Jimmy wasn’t already heading there, but nobody fucked with his food.
Sokol didn’t have to look up to know Clark was watching. Judging, with a quirked brow. So typical. “Watch it, Clark.” Sokol aimed his fork at Clark like a blade. The peas clung to the prongs, split at the skins. “I will-- pop you like a pea.”
imagine sokol bringing u home to his meet his мама... u don’t even have to be dating him... friends get to come over and eat her best beef stroganoff and and play with his pet bird...all u need to do is to book an air ticket to russia <3
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝚨 🖤 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄'𝐒 𝐓𝚮𝐎𝐔𝐆𝚮𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝚨𝐓 𝚨 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝚨𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝚮𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄.
I’m thinking of revisiting asks/stuff that I owe months ago. ❤ this post if you’d want me to something of yours, or if you’d like to plot something out. Really, don’t be shy about it!
Should I archive this blog and move on to a new one? I owe soooo much drafts but that’s honestly besides the point, I’m just dissatisfied with my old portrayal of Sokol and kinda wanna start afresh.
Send me “and I quote!” and I’ll write a little starter based off of the prompts given by the incorrect quotes generator.
“My life isn’t as glamorous as my wanted poster makes it look like.” Sokol so wants it to sound sarcastic, like he doesn’t really give a damn, but to Illyana it probably just sounds heavily accented. Moscovian. Sokol wonders which part of the world Illyana’s from. For someone who doesn’t look very Russian, she speaks it fluently.
The poster is reassuringly blurry, like the kind of photos paparazzi snap of film stars. There’s a man in a grey suit, who slicks back his dirty blond hair like him. They have the same hockey mask. He recognizes the gun, his Valkyria, but Illyana doesn’t know that yet. It’s why he’s here today. To convince her otherwise.
“Детектив,” Sokol presses glibly, even if Illyana isn’t exactly one. “I’m smart, like ice hockey strategy smart, but not big bank robber smart.” Any more suede, and he’ll be borderline flirting. “Ты слишком высокого мнения обо мне.”
Send me “and I quote!” and I’ll write a little starter based off of the prompts given by the incorrect quotes generator.
“If you can’t beat them, dress better than them...” It's the no-brainer kind of advice Candice probably doesn’t need to hear. Something you’d probably see printed on a poster or a cushion coverlet. But it’s the most-liked comment beneath her most recent Instagram post, so it must mean something.
“Your fans are kinda fake, huh.” Sokol concludes, for lack of a better term. What he really means is materialistic, but it gets the point across. In fact, Candice Swaneopoel is the kind of classy that doesn’t need Vuitton or Versace. She can easily out-class anyone in nothing but her underwear. She has the magazines to prove it. But of course Sokol isn’t about to say the obvious.
“As a man, who knows what other men like…” They exchange brief looks. It comes out sounding worse than he intends it to be, but knowing Sokol, it’s exactly what he’s trying to say. “Don’t waste time on men like that. You deserve better. Don’t even need to try.”
black ikea hotdog in my country