#((he gromp......))

[bittersweetresilience]

say hi to me i don't know, i just remembered being so much brighter, i guess

cigarette ash like wildfire burning holes in the nighttime open scars feel like barbed wire white lies flying high like a ceasefire dropping flags on the shoreline this is as far as i can feel right 'cause what you don't know can haunt you

and all we ever wanted was sunlight and honesty highlights to want to repeat let's get away from here and live like the movies do i won't mind when it's over at least i didn't think for a while

don't drag it out living like that doesn't mean a thing

so let's, make a great escape and i'll be waiting outside for the getaway it doesn't matter who we are we'll keep running through the dark and all we'll ever need is another day we can slow down 'cause tomorrow is a mile away and live like shooting stars 'cause happy endings hardest to fake

and i wanna let you know i wanna let you go but i just can't bring myself to speak but this is how it goes the end credits, they roll this bridge was built over kerosene but we can watch it and all i ever wanted was sunlight and honesty highlights to want to repeat let's get away from here and live like the movies do i won't mind when it's over at least i didn't think

so let's run, make a great escape and i'll be waiting outside for the getaway it doesn't matter who we are we'll keep running through the dark and all we'll ever need is another day we can slow down 'cause tomorrow is a mile away and live like shooting stars you can wish away forever but you'll never find a thing like today

[askmafiabobvelseb]

grompy >:[

[stardustedwanderer]

Siffrin, how would you feel to know that everything is just an actor? From the Universe to your own corpse? You just can't see the strings :)

....Did you have a point here? Other than pointing out the blindingly obvious...

[frogshunnedshadows]

Grumpelstiltskin.

[benevolentgodloki]

"Don't worry Loki. I'll only allow Jane to get a few hits in, then come up there to break it up.. Since your brother can't."

(Referring to the Loki Wack-a-mole post. Secretly she wants to see him bounce around the stars like a pinball. Reckons it would be hysterical, knowing he can't get seriously injured. 🤣)

@brynhildr-valkyrie-voldsom

"I have faith that Thor will step in if need be. Anyway, I am quite capable of evading attacks with my own tactics."

[reborngrimm]

"Funny, that's what I think every time you open your mouth."

@reborngrimm​

“What the absolute fuckery is this?”

[decadentbearbird]

Hi I just wanted to say that your fic (father sinned too) is really good I love it so much and can’t wait to read more!!

They're fine its fine.

Awaaaa I'm glad you enjoy it! We really enjoy writing it, makes my day to know people like reading it too!!

They're saps, especially wolfwood, the man's a big baby pretending that he doesn't have oodles of problems and now Vash is around dragging those problems into the light. Two broken halves who make a whole together.

There's still waaaaay more to be edited+formatted before it can go up, Vash has taken to calling wolfwood mirlo (blackbird) and on the same day they had a big fight. They're working through things. Slowly.

I'll plop the ao3 link here for anyone who wants a giant wordy vashwood fic!! Please be aware it IS HEAVILY NSFW and 18+! No kiddos touch or I'll be gromp >:c

They're fine

[pseudowho]

Heyyyy

I hope you’re doing well and I hope you and baby haitch are okay

I hope they let you sleep soon enough and please take care of yourself you’re my favourite tumble author I love you so much 🫶🫶🫶

Heeeeeyyy!

To be honest I'm still ill, and have been for weeks and weeks now 💀💀 But I have to be *extremely ill* to throw the towel in so...I suppose I'll just keep going.

Baby Haitch is a gromp. I need a loving horde of Tumblr followers to come and help me cuddle him in shifts. He has lovely gummy smiles, and has just started to giggle, so we can offer that in payment.

You will make me cry if you get any sweeter 😭💕💕 I love you so much, thank you for always enjoying my work. It really cheers me up.

-- Haitch xxx

[weevmo]

Love your art style and ADORE how you draw Wario!

THANK YOU! he's such a gromp his expressions are so fun

[theartgremlin2]

This is my betta fish Caspian

Every time I go to feed him a treat, he gets so excited! But Caspian is an aloof gromp. He can’t be excited like a normal fish. He has to rip the treat out of my tweezers with the fury of a typhoon and the bloodlust of a vengeful tiger.

I imagine this is how Crosshair accepts tasty treats too :)

[arugula2048]

I swear he has a family I heard it in game like 2 years ago 😭😭😭

https://youtu.be/o6AQ-TCxRP8

1:08 gromp lines !!

THIS DUDE IS SUCH A TREE HUGGER LMAOOOOOO I can't believe he's genuinely talking to the rock crabs and about their WIFE?? this is too much sweetness in one sitting, I'm on Irelia's side

[penguins--39]

The gates that supposedly regulate access to life altering medical interventions are not as fortified as one might think, leaving some to wonder whether this is truly in the best interest of the patients, particularly those with unresolved trauma or other significant mental health challenges. Gender ideology and capitalism's alliance commodifies identity struggles, turning deeply personal experiences into products and services for profit. Feminists critique this alliance, arguing that capitalist systems exploit both gender and identity to maintain control over marginalized groups. You'll never see a middle aged man trying to be genuine friends with a 19 year old boy. Why? Because obviously he's not mature enough to be on the same level as him or share the same worldview. The commodification of gender-affirming care by capitalism turns personal identity struggles into market opportunities. Radical feminists argue that surgeries and hormone treatments are not purely about individual freedom but are shaped by capitalist interests that profit from people 's insecurities and desires for transformation. This critique challenges the notion that gender identity and capitalism are separate forces. Marriage as a legal institution disproportionately disadvantages women, particularly in divorce. Feminists argue that marriage laws, which often favor men in property and custody battles, trap women in cycles of financial and emotional dependence. By critiquing marriage as an institution, feminists challenge the patriarchal structures that make it difficult for women to leave unhealthy relationships. TIF:Why is banana always slomp when were supposed to be scrip? me:Its not about being sklebby; its about finding the right Vegeta. TIF: Youve got to gromp it before female makes it to the rancid Piccolo zone. me:

[fff777]

Watched WayV's TME interview :3

Hendery called himself the 團寵 but we all know it's Winwin

Yangyang doing the same thing as Renjun and saying his MBTI is CUTE. Gotta stay mysterious and all that.

Xiaojun and Hendery are the same type :3

Based on the question about a fan watching a fancam next to them, Winwin, Yangyang, and Ten exhibited introverted behaviour while Hendery, Xiaojun, and Kun exhibited extroverted behaviour, which tracks.

Ten: Wow, if we could all fly, then people could watch you while you're showering in your apartment! WayV: Well, you could invest in some curtains idk

Yangyang and Xiaojun are like me, have to click on notifications so they go away :P

Everyone pointing to Hendery as goofiest and him pointing to Winwin but with this expression >3

Xiaojun saying Bella has good variety sense (because she pooped while on live? XD)

One time Kun was livestreaming while playing piano and then Leon jumped in front of the camera to join him and act cute :3

Winwin said livestreaming was difficult because of all the activities he's asked to do ^^;; that's how we know he's a cat!

Hendery told Winwin that his homework is to livestream once a month.

Hendery: Can you not unmask me? Winwin: It's okay, you have thick skin

Lmao cat rolling his eyes

Excited cat :3

He gromp

Breadboi face :]

Pouty wet cat

Lol this is a little doge face-like

[dippietheham]

The bartender nods as I enter. What'll you have, he asks. Wiping down the bartop as all good bartenders do.

Anything is good. I'm only sheltering from the rain. He asks me if I'll get a more expensive mocktail. In return he'll tell me a story - and if I don't like either, it's on the house.

So I sit, sip and listen.

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Once, when I was younger, says he, a puppy came into the bar. It didn't bark like most dogs, or make the same noises. I believed it could talk, but it was a gravelly noise, like rocks and pebbles thrown into a bag, shaken, not stirred.

It would go around to my patrons, paws in their laps, looking up into their faces, making those noises. Patrons would aww at it, try to pet it, but it'd shy away. It only did that to me once but when I didn't respond, it stopped. I did feed it though. Felt I had to.

The puppy became a dog. The gravelly noises changed tones. No more paws in laps. It'd run in, have its meal, then make the rounds, staring into people's faces, moving on when the response was wrong. It didn't hurt no one. Didn't seem to like no one either.

Also had an old soldier in my bar every night. Grizzled like a wounded bear, gentle as a lamb. Right after dinner, he'd come in, order a pint, stare at the wall. Leave at closing, then the same again the next night. Without fail. Wordless. Quiet. No trouble at all.

Till one day, the dog came in at night. Made its rounds. Left the soldier for last.

Well, that night, the soldier picked up his pint and threw it at the dog who ducked just in time. Then there was a merry chase around the bar except it wasn't all that merry. More murdery. I had to stop em so I grabbed the first thing I could, and waved it in the soldier's face. We both were mildly surprised that it was a bowl of moldy peanuts. I swear I don't keep peanuts out long enough to gather mould, but it was there that night and it gave the soldier enough pause for me to ask what be the big deal.

The soldier told me, the dog be speaking an old, old language from the soldier's youth. So old he hadn't heard it for too many years. And the dog was cursing a terrible curse, a curse of his family's family. He had to stop it before it got worse.

Well, I said, you can stop it outside my bar please, if you will. But it also crossed my mind to say, it's rare enough to find a dog that can talk a non dog language. A dog that can speak your lost language though, that's rarer than mould on a peanut bowl.

The soldier stopped and gravelled at the dog who gravelled in return. And they gobbled and grabbelled until they cried and hugged (the soldier hugged the dog while it whined and whoomped. They both sobbed like long lost babies.).

When the tears had dried and the dust (not mould) had settled, the soldier told me, the dog had been the puppy of an old man of his tribe. Had gotten lost, and was looking for home but no one understood it. As it got older, it got lonelier and angrier. Them questions became curses, wilder and wilder. No one understood, and no one came to bring it home. When the soldier heard it, he was really mad, but now they were going to be friends. The dog was now home.

So every night, they'd come back to my pub together. The soldier with his pint, the dog with something the soldier prepared, in the soldier's corner, grabbeling and gromping at each other. To hell with the world. They spoke, they ate, they drank, they were quiet, it was all good.

Until one night, the dog came through the doors alone. Sat in that corner, face to the wall, thin as a rake, refusing my food and my drink, refusing to speak, only allowing my arm over its shoulders for a while. Then it left. Alone.

Never to be seen again by me.

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That mocktail was good. I pay up in full.

[frogshunnedshadows]

"カワイんだか, コワイんだかわかんないゴジラのぬいぐるみも展示された."

Translation: "A stuffed Godzilla (that I don't know if it's cute or not) was also exhibited."

[reveniemus]

me talking abt any interactions in s2: i love them your honor