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[prodigall]

“Heh, bottoms” <--- a bottom

[tenrita-a]

Tag Dump Because Tumblr Sucks Part III

[dolldriiven-blog]

Hi there! These tend to get around pretty well so maybe like/reblog if you’d be willing to rp with an Indie Aya from the Horror RPG Mad Father! I’ll give your blog a look over!

Blog does/will include verses for: BNHA/MHA, Pokemon, and Other Assorted Fandoms.

[bountifulwitcharchive]

R e a d y For some D R A G O N  HC’s

    ⋆  ❛  Collects people ; thats right. In centuries alive her ‘ hoard ‘ has merely been collecting people she herself felt acquitted or well liking too. She would often take them from their homes, from their lives, or a certain point of which they were about to fall apart.     ⋆  ❛  She will not let you leave, and sometimes she will have more then one person!! Other times, like the time she ‘ Hoarded ‘ a great King. Merlyn will  house herself in the castle. Or near you. And never leave. ALSO YOU CAN LEAVE!! BUt she will just come find you and bring you back. Drag you back. Only she decides when you can leave.   ⋆  ❛   One time someone killed her favorite person , while she was alive and due to them dying, she ended up flooring an entire nation because of it.    ⋆  ❛   More bestial, although serene she clearly doesnt care about your human delicacies.   ⋆  ❛  She has some future sight, though the future sight is bound in per person case.   ⋆  ❛   She often will teach her favorite persons, things to help them with their life. Giving them often times magic knowledge or knowledge of the future.

[pcwerhcuse]

tag dump ( connery james richardson )

34 y/o werewolf who works as a firefighter

alpha of his pack after his 2 older brothers died

lost a sense of himself in between all of the work

wants to make people happy

flip flops from being angry to happy a lot

typical werewolf hormones

Cuddly Daddy TM

[fotiia-blog]

                                                        ❛   AHH   ,   i’ve   always   wanted   to   live   in   a   dorm   ,   how   cool!      ❜    stepping   into   the   dorm   for   the   first   time   ,   miki   takes   a   moment   to   glance   around   at   it’s   RUSTIC   aesthetic.   this   had   been   the   place   where   her   brother   resided   &   miki   was   more   then   happy   to   be   able   to   stay   here   alongside   him.   eyes   finally   stop   wandering   when   they   make   contact   with   another   ,   a   smile   on   her   face   as   she   offers   her   senpai   a   quick   bow.

                                        ❛   o-oh   ,   it’s   nice   to   meet   you   ,   senpai!   i’m   sanada   miki   ,                                               AKI’S   little   sister   &   i’ll   be   staying   here   from   now   on!     ❜

// @miskick

[ofravcns]

so maybe a starter call to get things started

[myersin-a-blog]

please stop giving knives to this man thank you

        sorry can’t hear you over the bf lovingly showering him in knives

[dancedlovers-blog]

                 ▐ ︳❤ ( RYUJI ! ) @capnkiid. ❜

       ❛ say, RYUJI -------- you still own me some money so how about treating a girl to crepes ? ❜    it isn’t so much a question as it is a statement.

[prodigall]

Wow I can’t believe Qiyana is a certified monster fucker.

[tenrita-a]

She will fight a goat irl, just saying. Rude...

[dolldriiven-blog]

{ -spills some more tea here- So, like, both of Aya’s parents loved her. }

{ I’m seeing people saying her Father didn’t love her because of the ending, but like, that’s not true. If he didn’t love Aya he probably would have just stabbed her and been rid of her like he did Aya’s mother (not saying he didn’t love Monika, but ya know). Even if they weren’t good ones, he had plans for Aya/wanted to keep her innocent. }

{ Monika wanted Aya to live so she could explore the world/her curiosity. The game sets that up for her ending up like Alfred, but I already spilled that tea. }

{ The fact is both of Aya’s parents are doing what they think is right for Aya, even if it isn’t. Alfred wants to preserve her innocence/keep her near him, and Monika wants her to see the world/to grow and develop as a person. }

{ Both of them are wrong in their own ways, but both of them also love Aya, that’s all. }

[tastelcsshaze-a]

georgina can’t stop making aesthetics - heather mason

[fotiia-blog]

tags eww 

[tillimfree-blog]

JOHN LAURENS X PEGGY SCHUYLER: with a thousand sweet kisses, i’ll cover you.

for @suntrusted.

[myersin-a-blog]

gives michael a new knife as a present

        He personally thought he didn’t need a new blade, the one which was YEARS old still comfortably resting in the hollow of his palm despite everything it had been through—from red coated fingers holding the handle and from being roughly forced into various bodies, at times in odd places where the blade should have broken off– And yet it had persisted for so long. Dull it had grown, that much he would give it, but that seemingly only caused a CHILL to run down spine as they all just screamed LOUDER.

        Yet he—one would almost call it lovingly if they didn’t know him better, a most certain POSSESSIVE glint in his eyes—took the knife with rough fingers, turning it in his hands to admire the craftsman work. The very tip of an index finger rand over the edge and he was almost thrilled to see the small drops of blood well up. SHARP and precise, efficient and quick kills—his almost-lover knew him well.

        Almost TOO well.

        Void eyes went from drinking up the silver edge to glancing towards the waiting man, his mask clad features as black and DARK as the shadows Michael so carefully crafted in his wake. A layer of mystery that none were seemingly able to comprehend, a mist none could see too far into without losing their way. Just staring into the glass eyes of the gas mask could make one almost faint—but not Michael Myers. Something that felt like PRIDE built up in his chest ( How long ? How long since a sensation quite like such had been there ? ) and bloomed. With the hand not holding the newly acquired blade he held it out, fished in the air, and finally took a hold of the hand that hung limply by Gus’ side. Thumb swiped over the top of knuckles and although his gaze went away from glancing at the GLASSY surfaces of the gas mask back to the painfully sharp ( New ) knife there was still some kind of attention brought over—the way he shuffled closer, the way his breath HITCHED and then flattened.

        Michael was never one to thoroughly display any kind of emotion but the small clench of his hand around Gus’ own would be enough of a SILENT appreciation.