#[uh oh]

[syuiko]

wine, witch, ntr

Witchcraft, Wisdom, Death...

[starryeyesmasc]

there’s something about a girl leaving bruises on me and then pressing on them the next morning to remind me who I moan for <3

[redemption-ruin-au]

Do you think Nexus is ugly? Like imagine being an emo b***h who was put through a noodle strainer and then left in the dryer for too long. Lanky f**k.

[g0reang3l]

i miss when everything was fine ( it was never fine but now i just feel like everything is falling apart,, and more and more by the second, at that )

[drama-glob]

Enjoy a couple gifs for Day 26: Silent Sparrow, a project I would not want to be near given all the destruction it has caused. O_O

[brucewayne-offic]

Nine hundred thousand should be fine right? Hm maybe I should give more than that. Check your bank account later and tell me if that's more than enough.

Could someone named Bruce Wayne send me some money? I need it.

[shencomix]

[frudoo]

It’s always baker!reader or butcher!Simon—which is always delicious, mind you—but I’m not sure I’ve ever seen baker!Simon (correct me if I’m wrong). Fem!Reader.

Baker!Simon who decided to take his therapist’s advice to find a relaxing hobby and taught himself to bake and decorate after retiring from the military.

Baker!Simon who runs a home bakery so he can do what he loves where he loves. Where else could he blast his favorite playlists while creating tasty treats (he’s convinced that listening to Tool truly helps make the goodies taste better)?

Baker!Simon who specializes in intricate desserts—flawless layered cakes lathered in rich buttercream, perfectly piped patterns across the surface. Soft, chewy sugar cookies with royal icing that has a satisfying snap to those who can actually bear to bite into them and ruin his beautiful designs. Smooth, vibrant macarons with a gorgeous rise and creamy ganache filling.

Baker!Simon who gets his traction on Facebook. He sells his goods on Marketplace and is a member of nearly every baking group on the site—and is quite popular amongst the older ladies in the same groups.

Baker!Simon who, as amazing as his baked goods look and taste, cannot take a flattering picture of them to save his life. Because of this, he doesn’t get as much business as he’d like. Apparently, Marketplace shoppers are picky about camera quality, as if that has anything to do with talent or flavor. Even the baking groups he’s in have given him warnings in the past to take clearer photos—the admins backed off as soon as the old ladies found out they were picking on their best boy.

Food Photographer!Reader who stumbles upon one of his groups one day, seeing the potential in his treats and knowing she could help him out with his promotion photos.

Baker!Simon who cocks an eyebrow at the ping his phone alerts him of, opening Messenger to see a pretty thing with a camera in his DMs:

Sorry to bother you, but I’ve gone through your profile and I think your work is absolutely gorgeous. If you’re interested, I’m a trained photographer and I’d like to help you out with your pictures? No charge, don’t worry. Consider it a favor between two small businesses! :)

Part 2 <3

[tgcg]

[asksprunkiestsimon]

[ Oh. Oh man. It's all unfolding right in front of him, Simon is literally at ground zero watching his friend deform ] [ Forehead to forehead ] [ Listening to the sound of his joints crackling ]

[ Right in front of him ]

[ He felt like a hypocrite to feel scared. Especially after the things he had done. But Durple sounded like he was in so much pain.. he sounded so scared too ]

[ But he gripped onto the dragon's shoulders, swallowing down the terror. In a way, he felt like this would be sweet, twisted rectification. If he got his bones snapped in the process, maybe it'd nullify what he did to Vineria, and what he has thought about doing to everyone else ]

" It's -- It's okay dude " " It's okay " " I'm here " " I'm not.. going anywhere. I'm here for you; for the long haul " " And if you tear me apart in the process ? Then " " -- "

[ He didn't really have a full stop for that. Instead, he punctuated it by pulling Durple into a VERY tight embrace. Maybe if he held him close enough, he'd squeeze the abnormality right out of him ] [ If he didn't see his face. It wasn't real ]

"Hey, Simon."

Durple walked over, purely to check up on him.

"How uh... how are you holding up?"

[ Oh my god, it's his buddy Durple. AKA, a really cool dude. AKA someone who is really really fucking cool. AKA.. Someone he does not really want to be a pathetic little soggy cat in front of ]

[ Simon takes a deep breath, and in all of his shampooed and conditioned fluffy glory.. leans on the wall all chill-like ] [ Doing his best to fight back the urge to cry ]

" hey baby girl " " you're looking good " " me ? i'm gOod "

[ VOICE CRACK ] [ CLEARS THROAT ]

" real good. you good ? heh " " we're chilling 😎 "

[acatpiestuff]

beesechurger

x

[karu-is-not-here]

THE Archivist

[amazingphil]

yoo tumblr we didn’t want you to feel left out in the next video! link us to the best recent funny dan and phil tumblr posts you've made/seen that we should react to by tagging DanAndPhilGAMES on twitter or tagging it with #heydanandphil on here

(reposted as links don’t work in asks oops)

[fountian-of-youth]

Allo coughed and gasped out in pain when he felt the elbow go his gut feeling his insides already bruising up. The leg swung really sent him into a loop as he felt his ribs bruise heavily from the attack.

Then he let out a pained cry as he felt his face was punched spitting and coughing blood that filled his mouth. Shifting he used his tail to flick out the knife he carried as he caught it and swung it trying to stab or slice at osiris's form. Especially the wrists or neck as he remembered the lessons his friend way back told him

"either kill your enemies or disarm them "

He then glared at Osiris "you call me a pest is so fucking hypocrite bullshit " he spat out with blood flicking out with each word. "You're nothing but a pest a simple controlled dog they use to hunt others down. What would happen if they didn't need you ? Oh right they'll shut you and others up like the pest you're hunting. You're nothing but a pawn to them which makes it more sad for you " he sassily snapped out a hiss boiling in his throat.

"do you even regret hunting down your daughter ? Or did you kill her with the same cold bitterness you carried your whole life ?"

[There had been a thief.]

[Osiris knew immediately, his office/kitchen area had been broken into.]

[He was not in the mood for this, not at all. He just wanted to get done with work and go home to see his wife, not to be dealing with an intruder.]

[He let out a huff, one of anger and grabbed his snare which was laying against his desk.]

"Hm.."

[He hummed to himself, they couldn't be far now, the intruder. Osiris could see footprints as to where they had broken in.]

[He followed them.]

@dr-osiris

He just needed a few things this time , having gathered some food ingredients for his kitchen. Carefully he pulled and tightened the straps on the waterproof bag he made for this travel. Securing the backpack but locking the straps around his waist and chest.

He hates coming to the surface because of one thing which was the change of pressure , the feeling of your body feeling like it would bloated like a dead corpse and slowly deflate was painful as hell.

He carefully walked into the hall planning on making it the cafeteria knowing there could be some more things he could grab his tail and wings tucked close to his own body for safety as he walked.

He felt a shiver run down his spine as he suddenly felt something was going to happen.

[neverfeverdream]

the distortion would never try to take me bc if i was trapped in its corridors i would NOT notice the changes in anything. new halls? nope that’s what they are. new color? i just forgot and noticed again. weird pictures? ooooh cool hands! we would be besties by dawn