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[wallp4p3rz-for-queers]

Percy Jackson themed wallpaper by request!

[crescentmp3]

currently have been listening to mezarkabul's album unspoken on repeat the last few days. my dad's adopted work friend would be so proud of me

[lookksllikeemme]

Some of the reactions to Baby Reindeer....it's getting strange 🤢🤏👃

[fight-nights-at-freddys]

#dean sits in the cuck chair in their motel room confirmed tHE WHEEZE I MADE WHEN I READ THAT- Thanks for the laugh on this monday night. XD

LMFAO IT’S TRUE THO i’m just calling it like i see it

[rpfofficial]

huge win for piracy and communism and middle aged man yaoi. and huge win for ethan nation

[linagram]

me: alright i'll go write about riku having a completely 100% purely platonic relationship with yue. i'll write about them being besties. buddies. friends even.

not even ten seconds later:

[furretsden]

Noelle Holiday {Deltarune} fashion kit in a masc-neutral style with holidays, bows and music for 🧣🎸 anon

Sweater | Shirt | Jeans | Shoes | Bowtie and suspenders | Patches | Bows | Badge

[fagweave]

I would watch a thousand straight sex scenes if they all had Dirty Minds by Here Comes The Mummies playing over them.

[wallp4p3rz-for-queers]

Camp Half-Blood themed wallpaper via request!

[happyfunf3tti]

just had a meetinh with my professor. she said that she rly liked my comic and wanted to use as an example for future classes

[planetvries]

Wow, that full moon really knocked him out, huh? 🌕🐺

[revengeiscoming]

um...just...played around with symbols ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

That’s cool as fuck, man! I like them. They’re like little buddies. Fucking awesome.

[linagram]

so the victim-killer pairings are

Akio-Chise

Aimi-Misao or Rion (I'm guessing Rion because he looks more like her)

Shun-Hina

Naomi-Tao

Kei-Kae

Eiko-Takeru

Asahi-Satsuki

Yurika-Karin

Riku-Yue

Reina-Neiro

That about right?

yep, you got it right! aimi's victim's identity is staying unknown for now, but his name will be revealed in season 3 and he's also supposed to show up in her mv as well.

also, some prisoners had multiple victims, so that's why there's eleven victims and not ten (mostly just because i liked one victim way too much and wanted to show them, haha), but i can say that everyone's victims have already been mentioned or revealed in some way!

i read your other ask as well, and.. yeah. yeah, that's why riku left a note for yue in his first mv and why he was waiting for him at the rooftop, however, riku wasn't intending on keeping his promise and that was just an act. and yue actually isn't just asking riku if he is going to join him, but threatening him in a way. sort of like "if i'm going to die, i'm not doing it without you".

[munsontm]

[asheanon]

I'm not sure I'm doing this right, but this is for the ask box writing prompt!

Mina and Branson walking in a park. Can be an AU or not as long as it has a park!

(That'll do just fine! You're doing it right.) 💕

From: Ask Box Writing Prompt Game

📖 It's Story Time... And some tunes to accompany, if you like!

Spring was just making its way out the door as summer stepped in, lush greenery in tow. All was now warm and verdant within this temperate landscape. Cumulus puffs that dare stray before the sun were framed in ivory light, pleasantly picturesque, putting on quite the display for those who stopped to look. It was as if the pearly gates themselves lie in wait somewhere beyond them, really.

The sky had no right to be that beautiful for such a simple story! Alas, it was a beautiful day. And a perfect one to spend in a local park.

Walking hand in hand with a clement breeze were the strums of an acoustic guitar. Though gentle, its rustic sound gave life to the world around it and its owner just a small measure more (pun intended.) The tranquility was cut short by a sudden shriek, however.

Lifting his head in bewilderment, the very large and very rat (yes, very rat) gent glanced about him.

"Branson!"

The familiarly petite voice of a very small and very newt lady soon called out his name. As she ran up to him, her webbed feet slapped the pavement with the same eloquence of a duck frantically scuttling away from a pursuer.

"Branson, you have to come see the ducks."

Speaking of ducks... He sighed to himself. Thankfully, Mina wasn't hurt or anything. Or hurt too badly, rather... he took note of how she spared a moment to examine one of her hands, shaking it out briefly as she let out a small grunt.

"You were bitten."

"It was a for a good cause!" She retorted, sunny demeanor still shining ever brightly (despite now bearing what looked to be a nicely pinched bit of finger.) "C'mon.~"

Briefly, he scrutinized her before lifting himself up from the bench he sat upon, guitar in hand. He carefully packed the instrument away, reclaiming it once it was in the safety of its case. Seemed it would be joining him for even more unseen adventures today. For but a moment, he wondered what new stories the two would have to tell later on as he accompanied his little newt friend to... wherever it was they were going.

Mina sped ahead, her sense of urgency undeniable. Branson upgraded what was more of a lax gait to that of a light jog, still ever mindful of the guitar he carried with him. It felt as if he managed but a handful of steps all before coming to a stop once more as Mina let out a gasp.

"Look! There they are!" She giggled to herself before glancing back at her giant rat man companion, ushering him over (for what felt to be the fifth time, at least.) She was like a child on Christmas morning. Completely and utterly enchanted by the site before her. Branson closed the remaining distance between them, joining her side as he followed her line of site.

Lo and behold, there was indeed a duck. A brown speckled duck and... seven mottled ducklings, tiny as could be, waddling behind her. Shuffling out of some nearby bushes, the family of fowl crossed their path. They seemed to be set on making their way to the lake, which, notably, was still some ways away.

"Let's follow them.~"

"Mina..." One didn't even need to look at Branson to see him rolling his eyes. You could practically hear him doing it.

"I just saved that little one right there!" She attempted to point out one of the babies amidst the group. "The mama didn't understand, but... that's okay!"

Branson couldn't distinguish exactly which one she was referring to, but he'd take her word for it. Her little duck-bitten finger was a mark of pride for whatever heroic acts she had committed today on their behalf. That was enough confirmation for him.

"I have to see to it that they make it to the lake, okay? I'm too emotionally invested not to, now."

To be honest, she would have been "too emotionally invested" even if she hadn't saved that duckling, but true to his form, he kept quiet on the matter. Instead, he let out another sigh. He took up a leisurely stride as he trailed after the last few stragglers in the party of eight.

"Let's go."

Needless to say, at Branson's insistence, the sparkle in Mina's eyes was reborn. Beaming, she joined him in an instant. Party of ten, incoming...

And so began their monumental duck "escort." Which merely consisted of walking with ducks. That was it, really. If anyone would have asked Bran where he saw himself within the next few hours this morning, "walking with ducks" would not have been his first answer, much less his second. Or third.

One may be tempted to think Mina's enthusiasm often teetered along the lines of unreasonable over such matters, but... that was Mina for you! She saw the world through such a genial light compared to someone like Branson. Precious and cordial. It was a light worth protecting and even indulging on little outings such as these.

... Those ducklings were pretty darn cute, though, to be fair.

[1980ssunflower]

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