#… allegedly.

[dilf-in-peril]

last time they saw each other punk was in aew and telling regal to fuck off because he's just hunter's stooge and now they are both standing next to hunter like good little stooges. wrestling is so beautiful ❤️

[reegis]

Idk if I'm writing this as a doodle request or just as a fun idea but

Like the meme "I wonder if there's fall damage here?" I imagine it with the mechanisms on a new planet (you can change characters I just think it's funny shsjbs)

Ashes: Huh, I wonder what's the gravitation here?

Jonny, about to throw the closest crewmate to him out of the Aurora: Let me check

TS is honestly just happy to be included!

[marshmurmurs]

i think the goal with primrose at this point is to make him unrecognizable as the p5 protag. fit for when he's not in the mood for getting spotted in public. are there perhaps easier ways to do that? absolutely. she's having fun tho

[touchstone-telephone]

sorry reading tpp spoilers for enrichment. how does he ALWAYS end up getting tortured by weird capitalists. girl you can’t keep doing this

[sluttypatrickstar]

[liefdesleven]

what émile durkheim fails to understand is that im fucking his mother

[grecoromanyaoi]

this feels like a hatecrime against italians

[technofinch]

Okay there may have been one thing I neglected to consider when I stopped taking sertraline and that is the fact that I do actually have anxiety

[todayisafridaynight]

YOUR PREV POST IS SOOO REAL DUDE. Mine scolding daigo was the hottest thing ever bro and daigo himself saying other than kashiwagi mine is the only guy who has the balls to scold him like that.. giggling and kicking my feet in the airrrrrr

no thats what im saying like im going to throw up and cry and i will simply need thirty minutes alone its so good whenever i thinka bout it ..........

[beautifulstorms]

i think gpa and r/a fds are ok but i also think both teams could do better material. like r/a concept is fine i guess? but they can actually skate. so why are they not skating

[devouring-hive]

We do run a roleplay blog here, allegedly.

[chiimeramanticore]

Part of the Band - Chapter 21 - Copy

Chapter summary: The gang takes a promotional day for the band. Mitzi draws a flyer design. The gang meets a new face.

Chapter word count: 873 <- Chapter 20 - Chapter 22 -> Read it on AO3!

Dook sits on the couch of the band room next to Mitzi, who's been drawing a flyer idea for a while now. They're taking a "promotional" day today at practice. Everyone older than Mitzi has been tasked with piles of newspapers, scouring the wanted ads for anyone in need of a band. Billy Bob had suggested they start with lower stakes– even the best bands have to start playing in someone's garage.

"Man, maybe we've got this all wrong," Beach Bear says. "I've seen more ads for clowns for kids' birthday parties than I have for anyone who actually needs a band." He scoffs, adjusting his position in the chair to be even more lopsided than before.

"What, you wanna get into kid's entertainment?" Fatz raises an eyebrow at him.

"No," Beach Bear smirks, "I think we should all become clowns."

Looney Bird laughs. "You'd be a terrible clown, Beach Bear," he chimes in.

"Yeah, you would know, wouldn't ya?" Beach Bear tells him. "You already look like a clown."

"Dook has the nose already," Mitzi adds.

Dook gasps, a hand moving to cover his nose. "It's not that big," he insists. "And it ain't red!"

"Keep blushing like that and it will be soon," Beach Bear teases. Dook doesn't respond, but does in fact grow redder upon hearing it.

"Look," Mitzi says, putting down the colored pencil she was using. She proudly lifts up the paper to show everyone her design. It's a flyer advertising the Rock-afire Explosion– the background is a bright explosion pattern, with the text in vibrant purple and red letters.

"Woah," Dook murmurs.

"Nice job, Mitzi!" Beach Bear exclaims, taking the flyer from her to look at it closer. "We can totally put these up around town."

"We've gotta make copies, then," Billy Bob says.

"Sounds like a trip to the store," Fatz replies.

"Oh! I wanna ride in the front!" Mitzi stands excitedly, already making her way to the door.

·–—–·

The office supply store is not that large, and never very crowded. The store is lined with racks of paper, stationary, scissors, and so on. Near the back wall, a single employee sits bored by the register. Sitting in the center of the store, the coveted copier machine– by their luck, the one thing in the store already occupied.

The group mostly files in behind the cat at the machine, doing their best not to crowd him. Looney Bird and Mitzi wander off to check out the other fixtures of the store. The employee at the register has a radio set up, the sound of the Bee Gees quietly pouring out into the rest of the store. Besides that and the sound of the copy machine, it's dead quiet in the store.

Dook stares at the promotional posters on the wall. This store has a mascot, a tiger holding a cardboard box, promoting that you can send mail from the store. Dook looks back over to the cashier, a small orange cat. Kind of a difference. He looks back at the cat using the copier machine. He's lanky, taller than Dook by a bit but definitely shorter than Beach Bear. He's mostly black, with white fur accenting his ears and hands. He's wearing a T-shirt and jeans, a baseball cap sat backward on his head. The cap has a word embroidered on it: "Swingers."

Dook cocks his head, trying to get a better look at what he's making so many copies of. It's brightly colored, but he can't make out the text. Without thinking, he takes a step forward, trying to get a better look. The cat's ear twitches, and he glances over his shoulder to address the group.

"Oh–! Sorry, I didn't realize how long this'd take." He glances back at the machine. "I shouldn't be too much longer."

"What're you making?" Dook asks.

"Oh, just some flyers for work," the cat replies. He pulls one from the machine and hands it to Dook.

"Showbiz Pizza Place?" Beach Bear reads from over his shoulder. "Never heard of it."

"That's because it's new," the cat says. "Not opened yet. My boss is in the restaurant business, and he's trying to start a franchise sort of situation."

"Interesting boss," Dook murmurs, still staring at the flyer.

"What are you guys making?" The cat continues. "If you don't mind."

"Flyers, too," Beach Bear says, nudging Fatz. Fatz hands the cat Mitzi's flyer.

He looks it over. "You're a band?"

"It's not clear from the flyer?" Billy Bob asks.

"It's just hard to tell past..." He taps the drawing of an explosion on the page. "Are you any good?"

"It's not clear from the flyer?" Beach Bear says, gesturing toward the same explosion.

The cat laughs. "We're looking for a band to perform at Showbiz," he explains. "You should sign up. Keep the flyer."

The copier finally finishes, and the cat picks up the stack of papers it's produced. "I've gotta run," he says, already moving for the door, "but keep us in mind! You could be just what the boss is looking for!"

The front door swings shut, and he's gone.

Dook looks down at the flyer once more, an address listed at the bottom. "Maybe we will."

[wellthatschaotic]

gotta love not trusting your own memory

[co27]

and when the world needed todoiida scraps most they appeared

[7roaches]

channged my mind save me white firl

[evildilf2]

What is the benefit of torrenting a film over watching it on a free streaming site. To me it is hard to understand why someone would want to download everything they watch, especially if they are a bad film connoisseur like myself.