#//silly lil thread

[multicoloredspider-andfriends]

He's complaining about the ending of the latest episode.

"I can't fuckin' believe they ended it like that! I hate that they tried t'cross the Juanita an' Maria plot over with th' love triangle at the hospital, they're pushin' too many subplots together!"

A beat passes.

"...Anyway. Same time next week, right?"

@primordialruin @queenbeeibee @evulosie @more-things-in-heaven-hell

[altarfates]

my writing style changing between muses is so funny because there's no way I could use my usual poetic-ish style for writing gold it would feel kind of like a sin.

[gravesung]

無量__The most subtle aspect was the silence exuded when suddenly grasping and lifting his student like a most cherished gym bag, hauling him without grace or decorum to one of the many classrooms within school grounds. Upon nearly hurling the sliding wood off its hinges, he would make egregious jazz hands towards the setup; The normal party accoutrements, streamers, balloons, party hats forced on people who wouldn't normally wear party hats, plus a bunch of extras on the table, a distinct and probably insanely expensive sushi buffet... and movie popcorn! A poster of an idol he was pretty sure the kid liked... you know, the basics. "OUTANJOUBI OMEDETOU, ITADORI-KUN~! Happy birthday! YAY!"

birthday boy yuji! birthday boy yuji! // @mukagenborn

BEING PICKED UP AND CARRIED by gojo like a piece of luggage is nothing new for yuji. it's never any less jarring, though. like a cat lifted by the scruff of its neck, he goes limp and succumbs to his fate without protest (other than a yelp of surprise when his feet are suddenly Off the Ground instead of On It.)

after a short and bumpy trip across campus, a door slams open and yuji's blasted with a cacophony of joyous shouting, colors, smiling faces — did he tell anyone it was his birthday? damn, he kinda forgot about it with all the curse stuff going on. the thought goes in one proverbial ear and out the other, though. gojo lets him down and yuji immediately turns around to face him, then his friends, grinning like an absolute idiot. ❝ dude! look at all that sushi! ❞ no clue why gojo included a poster of his favorite idol, but hey, it's the thought that counts, right?

❝ thanks, sensei! you really pulled out all the stops! ❞ if gojo wasn't in the mood to be hugged, it's too late. he's getting hugged. (besides, he could always bounce yuji off with infinity, right?) and while all of the decorations and the food are great, the true cause of his radiating joy is the sound of his classmates' chatter as the party really starts up. it's the fact that his birthday was something other than an annoyance to avoid, or an obligation to zombie through, or whatever the hell. it's seeing them happy.

[hope-zhang]

//int. rosie's diner - morning. 26th april. @beauclary

Hope and Dante had already come to a mutual understanding before they arrived at the building that they had people they needed to see before regrouping to understand what the fuck was going on in this building, Santi telling them of who was still there, still alive. And all of a sudden, Hope knew this was where she should be.

The last two days of isolation hasn't been too bad, considering how long she locked herself in that greenhouse, this was paradise; clean water, something to eat, a bed to lie in, a roof over their heads, walls to keep them safe. She spent it acclimatizing back to certain creature comforts they haven't had in months. Even her plants were happy, there was a visible shift in their mood being able to be static for once, maybe even actually sink their roots somewhere. But most importantly she had been brimming with excitement.

Once the initial interviews and tests were done, her smile was brimming once she was left alone in quarantine, rummaging for a separate container for a very specific plant she has saved for a very specific person. Sure, it once might’ve been just symbolism to mourn and she might’ve just named it Beau to get her through the roughest patches of loneliness, and she might've talked to it at night alone to not go insane. But now it felt like it was all worth it for even trying to save a small cutting of the red buckeye from the botanic garden and lugging it around this whole time.

The moment she was let out, similar to Dante, she had an immediate goal - annoy the shit out of her college bestie. With an small army of seedlings and plants in her arms, she was off looking for that football dork of a man, a betrayal of their degree as she'd like to joke. The moment she spotted him in the diner for morning rations, she carefully placed down her plant babies on a booth table, and landed the sneaky assault, full on tackling into Beau from behind with all her might, voice giggling with a dramatic mocking swoon like of one of those annoying fans he had, "oh my god, is that football star, the Beau Clary??? I've been dying to meet you, can you sign my arm?"

Her small framed tackle obviously had zero strength to actually throw off the bulkier taller man, but her arms held on and squeezed tight around his torso before letting him go and stepping back so that he could face her wide grin. She wasn't much of a crier but her gaze had been watery to see him again now that she could look up and actually see his face. She did a little hop and jump to be able to throw her arms over his shoulders, murmuring into the hug, "missed you beau-y, you big doofus, literally thought you died flinging footballs at these chompers."

[siixkiing]

@marshalforgotten {☯}

“Do you have some apparel that has the acronym GILF on there as well?” It would not be surprising if he did.

"Several or so. Including DILF and MILF cause I like a good variety."

[aelirus]

im using a thread tracker now. this is awesome. we'll see how well it goes.

typically with threads, if stuff is time sensitive or pertains to some dash event or similar, i respond to those more regularly, and everything else i get to over time.

im gonna be catching up on some lost sleep... but then i'm going to try and get a non-event thread out, and get to my asks before doing whatever.

[darabeatha]

/ who will pluck Dante as their guide in new adventures- bc in the past, he was the protagonist of the story, but now he'll follow the footsteps of virgil and be -your- guide and help u as the new protagonist; your pathetic stopping wet guide.....

[terrorbitch]

open to: f - 21+ plot: ghostface has been terrorizing your muse’s friend group... maybe the secret killer (max) knows your muse somehow (boyfriend, ex boyfriend, friend’s brother, legit anything you can think of) and your muse has figured it out. or they haven’t, and they’re just wild and wanna fuck ghostface? lmfao idk make it make sense. vibes in the source.

notes: this is written in legacy but if you want it reposted in beta, lmk!

the fun thing about wearing a mask was the fact that no one knew who he was. always becoming a little more deranged with each kill. the group of friends weren’t all gone, of course, and his favourite he was going to leave until last. maybe it was a bait, but apparently she thought it would be smart to throw a house party in the middle of it all. such an easy way for max to sneak away, throw on the mask, and begin terrorizing the guests. people swore they saw him, but he hadn’t focused on them. drunken fear was just that... drunken. so, when he was ‘caught’ in the bathroom with the object of his desires.... it sort of made sense what happened next. pulling his knife up, he had intended on playing a kind of game with her... no intention of killing her. but instead of running off scared, she was getting on her knees, looking up at him. daring to reach forward. “...what do you think you’re doing?” the voice was muffled by the mask, but he had hesitated. with the direction things were going, he was surprised at the stir within his pants.

[alacritysparked]

Send me 💭 for a blog headcanon that came from our interactions.

[fizzarollitm]

y'all like my lil jester huh

[greedbent]

rises from the ashes just to remind everyone that kaz is a pathetic simp when he has feelings for someone so pls don't be too intimidated by him

externally he looks like he's about to commit about 5986485 crimes of the murdery variety (and probably is), but internally he will always just be consumed with so much love and appreciation for That PersonTM . . . it's almost disgusting tbh

he's literally the concept of a cat

pretends he wants nothing to do with you cold shoulder most of the time gets annoyed when you bother him

but also . . . ? goes out of his way to be in the same room as you gets jealous when you give someone else attention/affection kills and maims for you (basically no one messes with you)

side note: he's 100% aware he is undeserving of affection and love in return, so he's honestly not pursuing anything when he knows the person he cares about is "too good for him" (＾▽＾)

[critical-dxrling]

Really interesting how qsmp updates decided to randomly make a status thread for all of the eggs 🤔…

[mvnces]

The wolf had been keeping track of the other for the last couple of minutes — Listening to him rustle around a couple feet away and only straightening when the other was actively moving away. He was quick to catch Kurjak's chin between his thumb and forefinger. Gently nudging it up so their eyes met as a smile curled at his lips. "Are you going to be good for me, darlin'?" He was playing dirty to get Kurjak to behave, apparently. / @kurjaks for funsies <3

[rain-filled-garden]

🥀} A man vampire who would eat ass mainly only out of necessity (because long nails), or in the interest of being "generous" to a partner--

🩸} Verses a man vampire who, so long as we're speaking in terms of it being his husband, would have almost zero objection or hang ups toward tossing said salad--

[lucidrims]

            "  hmm  fine,  bribery,  you  say  ?  maybe  if  you  feed  me  enough  pain  au  chocolats,  i'll  reconsider  my  decision.  "  she  says,  giving  his  arm  a  few  reassuring  pats  while  they  walked  down  to  the  lobby  of  the  hotel.  once  outside,  she  busily  scans  their  surroundings,  just  taking  it  all  in  -  almost  as  if  bomi  was  taking  mental  photos  to  store  and  keep  safe  forever  in  her  memories.  grinning  up  at  him,  she  gives  hyunwoo  a  nudge  with  her  elbow,  "  just  make  sure  you  don't  use  up  your  charm  too  much  with  others  .  .  i  think  i  will  get  jealous  if  that's  the  case.  "  full,  blush-painted  lips  jutting  out  into  a  pout  at  the  thought  of  it  alone.  the  female  never  expected  she'd  be  of  the  jealous  kind,  but  thinking  about  having  to  share  hyunwoo  now  didn't  necessarily  make  her  feel  good,  "  oh  !  let's  check  out  that  cafe  over  there,  oppa  !  it  looks  local  enough.  maybe  we'll  find  pain  au  chocolats  in  there  ?  "  the  sheer  adrenaline  and  excitement  of  visiting  a  foreign  place  worked  up  quite  the  appetite,  as  she  strings  her  fiancé  along,  tugging  him  by  the  arm.

 grinning  at  her  playful  teasing  from  behind  the  door,  leaning  casually  against  the  wall  as  he  listened.    ❛  a  full  camo  suit,  huh  ?  grass  included  ?  i  would  blend  right  in  at  a  golf  course  -  just  vanish  entirely.  ❜  he  joked,  shaking  his  head  in  amusement.  ❛  but  honestly,  bomi  ..  i  don't  think  even  a  ghillie  suit  could  hide  this  level  of  charm.  ❜  when  she  stepped  out  of  the  bathroom,  fully  dressed  and  flashing  him  that  mischievous  grin,  he  pretended  to  act  disappointed,  dramatically  wiping  an  imaginary  tear.  ❛  awh,  man  !  missed  my  chance  ?  guess  i'll  have  to  play  my  cards  better  next  time.  maybe  a  little  bribery  will  help  ?  ❜  he  watched  her  twirl  in  the  outfit,  nodding  approvingly.  ❛  you  look  amazing,  as  always.  but  now  we  really  owe  my  mom  a  thank  you.  she  has  an  eye  for  fashion,  but  it  helps  when  she's  working  with  someone  who  can  pull  off  anything.  ❜  as  she  wrapped  her  arm  around  his,  hyunwoo  grins  like  an  idiot.  ❛  alright  ..  let's  go,  but  just  know.  i'm  not  giving  up  on  that  opportunity.  ❜  he  squeezed  her  hand  lightly,  keeping  the  playful  mood  as  they  headed  out,  maybe  he  would  see  her  naked  another  time.

[viviskull]

@foxyfrolic : x

Cue some impish cackling as they run off, with the entire jar clamped between their jaws!!

They’re gonna stash this somewhere secret, and then they’ll have their own private cookie reserve, just for them!!! It’s brilliant!

“SIONNA!!”  Shouts the perfectly enraged dame as she’s already in chase after her second most mischievous kitsune companion.  Vivi’s running right out the open back door (which had been accidentally left open prior for any little critter to sneak into the kitchen) exiting out to the gang’s messy backyard.

She had initially left the door open to let out some of the hot air that collected in during the morning, but had forgotten to close it after a while.  That in which, since she’d been left to her lonesome to look after the house while her husbands were out shopping, allowed the other fox of their little household the given opportunity to cause the natural flow of their special mischief.  However, to do it when the woman of the mostly boyish household was also creeping in to grab herself a snack from her journalism binge, they weren’t the only one to think up the heist of taking the whole cookie jar for themselves.

And case in point, since that food was still something she paid for?  She had to chase the other down, if not to save her Gram Mama’s old cookie jar from being shattered in some way.  It was a family heirloom and she was pretty sure that stuff was haunted, too.

“THAT JAR IS NOT FOR YOU!!”  She yells.  “落とすそれ!  落とすそれ!  YA’RE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE THAT, SIONNA!!”