#<— sort of?

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peggent

[signed-sapphire]

So my hands are in a lot of pain bc apparently crutches are really hard to use and they make my palms feel worse than my ankle THAT IS LITERALLY FRACTURED but anyways in the meantime:

[hydrattan]

I was feeling agitated and artblocked yesterday so I decided to give my brain a rest by watching TV and then the next thing I knew these were in front of me

[foolfortune]

[so-many-ocs]

[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories

[carlsdraws]

miku but she’s in a medieval manuscript

[straightlightyagami]

u ever see someone with extremely fucked up views (or actions) and think wowww if a couple of things in my life went the tiniest bit differently that would have been me

[tothechaos]

glad that im not popular enough to have an evil shadow version of my blog that exists just to make contradictions on my posts

[jackalspine]

@schnuffel-danny hehehe

regarding this post: from schnuffle

[eerieseelie]

Bill’s cringefail attempt at a serenade

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Asking on a date

Huskerdust oneshot short fic about Husk asking Angel on a date

This is not my best work, but oh well.

No real mentions other than implied MPREG.

Enjoy <3

Just do it

That was something he’d said/heard time after time, and this was nothing special.

Husk stood outside of Angel’s door, thinking and doubting, pacing back and forth while trying to think about what to say.

Husk stood near the doorway, frustration evident on his face. "Do you want to go out? No. Anthony? No, Angel?" he asked, his voice growing more exasperated with each name. After a moment, he threw up his hands and muttered, "Fuck it!" With a resigned sigh, he reached for the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open. As the door creaked, he caught sight of Angel bent over, gathering clothes from his bed. The surprise on Angel's face was evident as he turned to see Husk in the doorway. “Oh-! You finally came in.” Angel stood up before tugging his shirt down to cover the swell of his stomach he had heard Husk from behind the door. “Uh-…yeah, I’m here.”

Husk cleared his throat with a hint of unease and adjusted his bowtie, feeling a bit awkward. "So… How are you holding up?" Husk was stalling, unsure of how to approach the situation, and Angel, thankfully, went along with it. "Well, it feels like I'm putting on 5 pounds every day, but I guess that's to be expected, right?" "Yeah, it is," Husk replied. He assisted Angel in sitting down on the bed before taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh.

“So…We’re sort of a thing. I guess.” Angel nodded curiously with a small smirk, he always looked so pretty when he smiled. “And, I was wondering. Do you want to go out sometime? On a date I mean?” Angel chuckled, Husk noticing the way the way his cheeks went rosey and his team eyes crinkled, before nodding quietly.

“Thought you wouldn't ask, whiskers.”

“So…that’s a yes?

“Yeah, it is.”

[signed-sapphire]

Do you think Asha is becoming an official and line-up of Disney Princesses?

Regarding the canon Disney movie— I think so. She’s Disney’s 100th anniversary protagonist, so she’s bound to get some merch sold, even if the movie was lackluster. I saw somewhere that she would even go ahead of Mirabel for her turn in the Disney princess lineup, so… I guess Mirabel gets shoved aside for many things.

Regarding my rewrite, she’s already a princess, so of course she’d be in the official lineup. She’d… probably throw a fit if she wasn’t, tbh

[obsob]

i am a being capable of immeasurable love and whimsy

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.