#im floating in space dreaming of yeehaw western cowboy compress all metal clankin boots and GUNS AND CIGS AND SMELLS OF HEAVY MUSK AND BOOZE

[bakatenshii]

okaY but think of mr compress as a cowboy for a second... JUST THINK!!

right now is the right time to say I wanna yeehaw on his cock all night, ride it like I’m at a rodeo, please oh my god oh my god I can barely handle regular canon Mr. Compress and you want me to picture him in a hat with a ciggy dangling out his mouth and two guns resting on his hips?

He probs still has marbles with him that he uses to play drinking games with mates at the pub, or just to keep in his hand to fidget with. Oh my god maybe instead of marbles he fiddles with gun pellets, imagine playing russian roulette with him, imagine—

him sitting back on a creaky wooden chair in a crowded bar, the heel of his heavy boots digging into the back of your skull as he shoves your face into his crotch as he leans back and fires his gun for shits and gigs, I’m gonna lose it