"Terrible"
by: ponyman17
date: 17 hours ago
That was pathetic, you killed alfred in every way possible.

It's true, he's right. Welp, I'm done with alfred. I have no use for him now. He was a vehicle for my mental pain/anguish/sorrows and Insanity, as I was quite Mentally Unstable and Insane, and Welp -- I'm doing a lot better now! Yes, I've gone on some meds, I'm right intent on my studies in college, and I feel just fine now. I've made friends in college, and so I really don't need to do flash anymore, as my films were only made as compensation for having no friends. I'm actually quite stable, I do not have mood swings anymore, and I've seeped into a wonderful state of all-around contentment and fuzziness. Previous flashes may have suggested I was going somewhere with the concept of Alfred and his taking over the internet, but just recently I'm just really not that into it anymore. If I ever use Alfred, it will be because I may need other characters in my metalocalypse porn and I already know how to animate and draw him pretty well. It is funny, for the person who created that dog seems to be worlds away. I cannot remember why I ever felt the need to make such repulsive things.

So sorry guys no more alfred !!

"Getting tired of you."

by: DE4DPOOL
date: 18 minutes ago
So very very tired.

^^) you dont need to worry anymore, sir!

But don't worry you guys, you can still watch things that I make! I need to make money for college, so you all can tune into my all new
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So bye guys, you probably won't be hearing from me in a real long time, but it was real nice to get to know some of you and for those who enjoyed my flashes I say thanks for watching.

Oh just wanna give a shoutout to my new college friends!!!! ;))) Jenna, Jason, Pat, Mellissa, Devon, Bianca, Matt, Caroline, Sandy, Chris, Colene -- HEY YALL LOLZ see you in chemistry pat, and DEVON WILL YOU STOP WRITING THAT STUFF ON MY DRY-ERASE BOARD GODDAMN!!!!!!!!!!! lol, pat, i know what you said in that drunken rant last night. Pretty JUICEY if you know what i mean haha lol jk i wont tell anyone especially. . . ..CLARRISSA lol jk
BTW pick is me and clarissa LOL RISSA WHY YOU GOT YOUR HAIR ALL LIKE THAT LOL!!

PS: Here's a fanfic I wrote, you all can get a taste of what's coming! ;)
Pickles lounged back on the couch, drinking heartily from the glass of rum he'd been handed. Ofdensen stretched lazily his brown hair was not slicked back, though that would be his chosen style in the future, and he was dressed in jeans and an untucked blue button up shirt, which had the first three buttons undone showing some of the muscle beneath along with the collar of a white undershirt. He had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Pickles looked the man over, who was busying himself making some food in the kitchen which was visible from the couch. Ofdensen returned and sat down on the couch beside Pickles.

"So. What's the occasion Pickles? You don't often come here during the weekends."he said raising a skeptical eyebrow, though a small smirk was tugging at the corner of his mouth. Pickles leaned over and planted a gentle kiss on Ofdensen's cheek.

"Always so paranoid Charlie! Lighten up a bit will ya?" Pickles complained. Chuckling, Ofdensen nodded.

"Alright alright. I am glad you came though. I have missed you." he said with a small smile. Pickles snickered.

"Don't go gettin all sentimental ahn me Charlie!" he joked, pulling the man in for a kiss. Ofdensen returned the kiss with passion and vigor. Pickles finally pulled away for air. "I jest had ta see ya. It's Toki's birthday so I cain't stay long... but I had teh come." he said, his cheeks flushed. Ofdensen nodded and ran his fingers through the long soft cascade of orange that was Pickles hair. He would be quite upset when Pickles got Dreadlocks later on.

Pickles leaned forward as he set his now empty glass down, and kissed Ofdensen again, swiping his tongue along the mans bottom lip, wishing for entry. Ofdensen granted the others tongue that and opened his mouth, moving his tongue against the drummers fervently. Pickles wrapped his arms around the managers neck and pulled him down and back sow that he was lying atop Pickles. Ofdensen shifted ever so slightly and then reached down between them to rub his hand under the drummers shirt over his still toned abs and chest. Pickles arched into the touch, letting out a small sigh of pleasured contentment. Ofdensen stopped, pulling away as the kitchen timer went off.

"What timing..." he said with a small smirk as he rose from the couch, leaving Pickles breathless and sprawled on the couch as he pulled the cake from the oven and set it on a cooling rack. He too had remembered Toki's birthday, mostly because it was his job, but he remembered just the same. Pickles groaned softly.

"Charlie..."

Ofdensen returned to the couch and undid Pickles pants, tugging them down and stroking the partially hardened member.

"Yes Derrek?" he purred. Pickles arched into the touch.

"Gahd I hate that name..." he groaned. Ofdensen teased the head of Pickles cock with his tongue, causing Pickles to whimper. Pickles reached down and stroked his fingers through the soft brown curls and waves of Ofdensen's brown hair.

"What is it you want?" Ofdensen asked, his liips brushing against Pickles member as he spoke. Pickles shivered and groaned.

"I want you charlie... I want you..."

Ofedensen kissed and licked up the drummers cock, coming to nestle and nuzzle into the red curls before working his way back down, soon taking the drummer into his mouth, lolling him around his tongue a few times before bobbing slowly and purposefully, his tongue rubbing the underside of the shaft and paying careful attention to the bundle of nerves just below the head, taking his time, making Pickles moan and groan with ecstasy. He threaded his fingers into the brown hair of Ofdensen's head, tugging ever so lightly at his hair.

"Oh gahd... Please..." Pickles breathed. He came with a low moan, thrusting up slightly, his back bowing.

"Ahhhah.. Charlie..."

Ofdensen swallowed down all that he was given and then leaned up to kiss the drummer passionately.

"I missed you De... Pickles." he said smiling softly. Pickles was flushed and breathing heavily, but he managed a nod and petted the brown locks in response.

Ofdensen waited a bit before getting up and walking back into the kitchen to begin frosting the cake. It was a chocolate cake, with blue frosting. The cake itself was quite large. Pickles pulled his pants back up and joined Ofdensen in the kitchen, pulling out a cigarette and lighting up, He took a puff before handing the cancer stick to Charles, who took it and took a long drag off the cigarette. He handed it back to Pickles and then continues, pulling out the lettering frosting to write Happy Birthday Toki on the cake in green gel. Pickles smiled, puffing away happily at his cigarette.

"Ya wanna go give the birthday boy his cake den?" he asked. Ofdensen ran a hand through his hair then nodded.

"Yeah. Lets go then." he said pulling the candles from the drawer and putting them in his pocket. And with that the two shared one last kiss and left.

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What's you gots to be givings me whens I in de showers Skwisgaar? Can't it wait?" Toki asked. Skwisgaar chuckled softly.

"Can's I join you Toki?"

Toki pushed back the curtain and raised his eyebrow skeptically.

"Ja. I guess." Toki said softly, a slight blush creeping into his complexion. Skwisgaar had showered with Toki before. It wasn't something Toki wasn't used to. But he'd never really asked before, always just invited himself in and taken over the shower, and that was when Toki started locking the door. Skwisgaar stripped down and stepped in. Toki stepped back a few paces, letting the water his his Swedish friend. Toki's tongue swiped over his bottom lip nervously as e watched the water run down Skwisgaar's slim and angular body. Skwisgaar smirked.

"Toki. You's staring." he said pointedly. Toki blushed and turned around to hide his face from the Swede. Skwisgaar took this opportunity to grab the Norse's hips and pull him close. Toki let out a little surprised squeak as Skwisgaar kissed his shoulder.

"Skwisgaar... Whats..." Toki never finished that sentance as he was whipped around uncerimoniously and pulled into a passionate kiss. Toki moaned softly into the Swede's mouth, shivering under the gentle strokes that Skwisgaar was making all over Toki's body. Skwisgaar took the smaller man's erect member in hand, stroking purposfully and massagin the Norse's tongue with his own. Toki's hips bucked a bit as he moaned again, his legs trembling as Skwisgaar worked on him, pumping and twisting his fist around Toki's cock. It wasn't long before Toki came with a small wordless cry. He dug his nails into Skwisgaar's shoulder's as he attempted to keep steady. Skwisgaar tucked Toki's hair behind his ear and leaned down.

"Gratulera med dagen min litten Norse älskaren... Happy Birthday my little Norse lover..."

"Ja... Jeg elske du Skwisgaar..."

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