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[miunadoll]

[deliveringspookzandtreatz]

[ MEDIC ]  sender arrives on receiver’s doorstep ,  badly bleeding . {kevin since he can never have a quiet day lmao}

(Why are you like this/silly/ref No keep making him suffer we need more Doms in the world for the Kevins/silly)

Today was going to be the day everything would be ok, Kevin thought. Work was calm, Marco wasn't a ass, The kids were not a pain in the ass this time which was surprising but hey you get what you get. Today seemed almost perfect for once!! Which was surprising to Kevin to be honest. Everything always seemed to fuck up one way or another. Of course that was until he heard a tiny tap on his apartment door. He thought nothing of it as he went to the door and opened it.

And saw a badly bleeding Dom at his doorstep. One, The fuck??? When did he find out where he lived? and Two, THE FUCK HAPPENED TO HIM??? He looked like shit and it scared the fuck out of him. Of course his brain was over thinking a lot of this as he just stared for a few seconds before trying to grab his arm and drag him into his apartment.

"T-the...D-dude?? THE FUCK??? H-..HOW THE FUCK????"

He was scrambling around for a cloth or something to put pressure on the wound. Thank god he took those first aid classes when he did.

[jaxofftm]

....placing down one admittedly interested bunny here, do as you will :3

Finally someone who isn't a NPC! The doe quickly hide behind the cloth bunny, her hands on shoulders with that large chest pressing against your back. “..Eep..hide me..they won't stop chasing me..!”

5/5

[starjynx]

He grew an inch? When?

[petrifiedcrange]

❝ The ship can't survive without its unicorn, Iz, ❞ Frenchie says quietly yet matter-of-factly as he wipes Izzy's feverish brow with a cool cloth, lingering for a moment to brush a loose strand off before turning to the side to soak the warmed up cloth in the bowl of cool water again, both his voice and gestures an aching mix of exhaustion, sadness and tenderness, ❝ We'll crash and burn before we ever reach another shore. ❞

There are tears welling in his eyes and he doesn't want Izzy to see them, doesn't want to distress his already overtaxed system even more, so he takes an extra moment to wring the cloth over the bowl while blinking rapidly to get rid of the tears.

And yet, a sob weasels its way into his words as he adds, almost an afterthought ( that sounds far more bitter than it has any right to be ):

❝ I thought you knew that. ❞

[ OPEN for Izzy post-S2 because ouizzy is something else entirely as a ship and I need more of them and because this phrase about the ship and its figurehead/unicorn appeared in my head and I thought that it would suit Frenchie the most because if someone knows about mythical symbolism of figureheads etc, it’s him also, he's upset his boyfriend seems to be giving up ]

[ramenwithbroccoli]

My predictions for the new album

[bransles]

@wolfvirago // sc.

shattering glass never sounds like one expects it to. there was a certain pop, and a sharpness at the edges of the noise, but somehow it was never as shrill and tinkly in the actual moment of destruction as it was in memory and imagination. it was that surprising sound that had octavo staring dumbfounded, mouth agape, at the pile of shattered glass that now rested by his feet. his mother had ran a potion shop — he grew up around her mixing and the constant medication - bitter smell. she had given him some lessons, too. so why?

why when he tried to emulate it, did the resulting mixture end up volatile enough to bust glass? what had even broke the bottle — perhaps too much gases released and too much pressure had built up? that seemed like the most reasonable answer. less reasonable was that the concoction had been so awful it became sentient and craved freedom ( he did use chuchu jelly . . . how exactly did sentience work in those awful creatures? ).

"well. better the bottle than someone's stomach, i suppose," he moped, "i just do not understand what could have gone wrong this time."

unfortunately for him, and robin, this failure had now made it a matter of pride. he made a small, frustrated sound before kicking the glass away and turning, hands determinedly resting on his hips.

"come — we must find more of those horrible little blobby things."

[weirdo09]

2023 has been the best year to be a black girl, me thinks

[thetoaddaddy]

i posted over 3k words and half of it was porn. The only comment i got was ‘hot’

[oceansgaywaves]

How… macabre.

Azura sits at a table, chin in her hand. I show up at the eleventh hour, so I get it, but he gave me a… bone? She holds a small chicken bone between her finger and the table, wobbling it side to side in boredom. Maybe my partner already left? Ugh, how embarrassing.

Little does she know, someone Azura would never expect approaches…

[shwoo]

The Adventure Time game Hey Ice King! Why'd You Steal Our Garbage?!! has a great soundtrack! It just really feels like it captures the spirit of the first few seasons of Adventure Time. This is the title theme, which starts as a cover of the show's theme, then turns into a drum-heavy original song about the narrator (Finn and Jake, I guess?) getting really upset about the Ice King stealing their garbage. The whole thing is so low-stakes, and they are so passionate about it.

To spoil a ten-year-old licensed game, he stole their garbage because he wanted attention.

[techie-waterwitch]

@bloodied-and-commander​ (for Cinnabar​)

Sneaking into Cinnabar’s “quarters” if you could even call it that. They were in their camping tent The blue gem was in her pajamas. In her blue hand, she has a Super powerful flashlight. She walked around in circles with the light blazing into the ‘former’ commander's eyes each time she spun around making herself dizzy; she was being very, very, silly. 

🎵 “All I know is that to me You look like you're lots of fun Open up your lovin' arms Watch out, here I come! You spin me right 'round, baby Right 'round like a record, baby Right 'round, 'round, 'round You spin me right 'round, baby Right 'round like a record, baby Right 'round, 'round, 'round.“🎵

[deliveringspookzandtreatz]

💤  to  find  my  muse  passed  out. {soft bb @ either kevin or marco idm which}

imma do marco since he gets out more than *looks at kevin*/silly

Marco was out and about delivering things like usual. The sun was out, and it was a pretty nice day after all, and being cooped up in a room a lot of the time did sour the mailmans mood more often than not so why not do your job for a bit! It seemed like a good day, after all!

He was at a park looking for where the package he was holding belonged to. god, it was so damn weird that someone wanted a package out here, but while he was walking around, he saw a certain someone on the bench asleep. The mailman just stared at the man for a few moments thinking "sure he will wake up soon it be fineeee...' and went off to deliver the package when he was back from delivering that package he still saw him asleep..

"O..ok, he's not waking up.."

he mumbled to himself before going to the bench and squatted down and tried to shake his shoulder gently. God, he knew this was a bad idea, but he did sorta need to get up. The sun was going to cook him if he didn't

"H..hey sweetheart wakey wakey.. We can't let you get cooked out here.."

[jaxofftm]

Jovanni is looking at him who is now her. She even looks good as Female. <3

Oh if it isn't the mysterious guy with the scar! We found a pretty yellow dress, Ragatha had let her barrow it for the time being. The overalls where a little bit revealing for her tastes.

“Well hello Mr scars..you don't gotta stare, come say hi…”

3/5

[starjynx]

anon sent: Jirou… do you have a crush on Momo or Todoroki?

@ofcrossroads sent: Cupping her hands around Kyouka’s ear, Momo whispers, “Is there anyone you like in hero course?”

She'd really like to know who's been giving Yaomomo the impression that Jirou has a flourishing & apparently very vibrant love life. The music enthusiast remembers when Momo approached her a few weeks ago asking if she had a crush on Midoriya. Onyx hues blink back slowly towards her taller friend before taking hold of her hand gently, here comes the concern muddled within dark eyes. She's almost speechless for a moment & unsure how to go about answering this.

❝ Yaomomo, you're not believing these rumors, are you? ❞ There's a sigh that follows as she drops the other's hand. ❝ If I ever develop feelings for someone like that, you'll be the first person I tell, okay? I promise. ❞ Now ignore the rosy color spreading across her face.

[entitytcken-a]

@gunactii​ asked: “ what did they do to you? ”  // henry s. to mr. grumpy man sammy lawrence !

question prompts || ACCEPTING

🎵The being didn’t say anything, after all they weren’t... the same that they would remember. A low hum leaving them, gently strumming their guitar; they did pause at hearing the other. They turned their head a tiny bit, mostly to show that the other had his attention. He... had some memories... but... not all of them considering the shift in the flow.

“... What didn’t they do...? It’s been a long time...”