#//hyello!

[jueying]

@koskiisms / weather action prompts / accepting

[ STUCK ]―muse a & muse b are trapped together during a storm [ :3c ]

Although the issue of the Stellaron was solved on Jarilo-VI, the fact of the matter was that it had done quite a bit of damage to the planet from the years embedded within the core - the weather was indeed slowly warming up along the surface, but that didn't mean that these sudden snowstorms would stop coming to pass. Dan Heng considered himself somewhat adaptable to a variety of weather conditions, so when even he was in search of a place to hide to wait out the storm, he had a feeling that it might be some time before he could resume his travels. Hopefully the snow wouldn't break any of the fragmentum structures, though the aforementioned structures were surprisingly more stable than expected.

The warmth from inside of the alcove should have been his first clue, his second one being a somewhat familiar lump of snow over by the entrance telling all. Sighing, he instead took a seat down before raising a brow.

"If you want me to leave, I will. Otherwise, you might find it warmer over here instead of your hiding spot."

[keeps-ache]

when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favourite followers !! :3

i answered this earlier today, but thank youu for the ask <3 >ヮ✦

[razsberrie]

berrie and bomgi go international

[stealthkills]

"I've got the first aid kit. Sit down, and let me take care of those injuries." ( Lupo )

Normally Vector would shy away to soothe his own injuries, but Lupo's voice is stern and it means Vector sits down with only minimal complaints.

He's had worse scuffles, but the fact is they haven't been in the cleanest spaces for their work - and even if he could push on, he doesn't need another extended stay because he let something go without cleaning for too long and end up sick on antibiotics all over again.

He watches her through the owlish lenses that focuses his vision, before he exhales with a hiss of the respirator.

"I will be fine. Bertha can patch me up."

[musesofthesun]

@necrolightguitar replied: H......... Holding out hand for ouppy to sniff.......

a new person? chaco sniffs the back of sal's hand, then sits. his little tail wags. he places his paw on sal's hand.

[mythvoiced]

@stillresolved | ♥

"Everything could backfire, I... some things are probably less likely to, but... maybe there's... an actual valid concern to be had here. Just- maybe."

[uhzuku]

"Don't worry, I will be showing him this callout post"

"Always a victim"

Oh she's one of those

And she's British 🤢

YEP. just another british white woman treating poc like shit and thinking their ‘poc partner’ is a get out of jail free card

[chatotbox]

" If Hiro asks me one more time if I wanna be on television. . . "

Remy grooooooans. They don't want to. They really don't want to, but the radio shows aren't doing as well. . .

" Ugh. "

[cashewes]

Felt nostalgic and dug through my old art blog for fun to find this 'ol self portrait from 7 years ago- god its so old-

Sooo I thought it would be interesting to compare a me from the past, to me today!

[keeps-ache]

oh i Do need to draw something before my brain starts reorganizing itself. ta-ta !! [waves my hankie just before i fall into the manhole]

[razsberrie]

berrie and beomie go to the stardew valley music show!!

[the-drayster]

As you look outside. What seems to be a blue box can be spotted spinning and flying throughout the sky, it almost crashes into a plane before vanishing

Fun story. Y'got anything else?

[irukasenseii]

❝ there you are! ❞ (Izumo Kamizuki)

"Here I am." Iruka paused in his steps, head tilted. "Was there something you needed me for Izumo? Or was someone else looking for me?"

[americanegg]

Wait... King kinda.....

[mythvoiced]

@rippleofwords | “Isn't it a shame that it ended like that?” ( to sarang who perhaps approached him regarding his book, and the stories he wrote [with assumptions] to what happened bet. her and calista? Lmk if this works & I hope this is okay!)miley cyrus lyrics ( endless summer vacation edition )

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That was not the tone she was looking for. To be entirely fair, she had no true idea what she was looking for. Confirmation? Denial? Did she want truths she could not make her peace with denied to her, robbed out of the universe so she may continue marching through it with lighter shoulders and more reason to chase Calista's shadow as it retreats deeper and deeper into a corner of existence equaled to the state of mind Sarang is allowing her to drag her into, dip into, like a Christian baptismal?

Or does she want things she does not truly dare to hope confirmed?

Either way, no matter which angle she analyses it from, refusing to do so altogether, entertaining the notion only every now and then like looking down at a wound because it suddenly twitched in reminder it was still bleeding, none of the desires she's not foolish enough to recognize as such are being met.

Maybe it's something about his voice, the delivery, the detachment, the absolute impossibility of his existence as Sarang has come to understand the world to work, even though she of all people should know best how much more exists out there than she's yet had to meet - but that she might, considering she has no expiration date.

She inhales deeply, exhales as controlled. She wants to clench her hands into fists, but she doesn't. She doesn't because not even Sarang herself has earned sight of that level of vulnerability. So she simply throws in another exhale, painted as a sigh, and flips her hair back, reveal her throat and feigned disinterest.

"Everyone interprets things differently," she offers after some internal debate, still unwilling to be direct as to how exactly she feels about... any and all turn of events.

She leans closer, careful to keep her hands to herself, hoping the glint in her eyes is enough to keep Hyuk-Jae's attention.

Calista wouldn't... she wouldn't leave her, right?

Does Calista love death more than she...

Does she need death more than she needs...

Her jaw clenches, her smile attempts to remain friendly and unbothered.

"How... accurate is your mind?"

[oldworldghost]

I'd kill to see P get gangbanged by randos in a dirty alley and used as a fleshlight. Dried cum all over his freckles and hair..yeaaaaah

You guys would love the dirty old man trope [same]

Anyway I completely endorse this anon. Dehumanisation and being treated as a fleshlight in a way that is weirdly humanising for him send post