#*taps the microphone* is this thing on?

[jedivszombie]

I got a notification you posted and honestly had to do a double take if it was really you omg

Lime! Hello! Yes, it really is me ✌🏻👋🏻

I hope you're well my friend!

[pomgore]

is anyone still a fan of the dark crystal. can anyone hear me. please become my dark crystal mutual i want to talk about imperialist space lizards

[happystarzarchive]

never truly getting over their pre relationship shtick Sorry

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[mappingthesky]

hi…….chapter 2 of jupiter beach will be out tonight….

[yakool-foolio]

A new Master Detective arrives on the crime scene. Fresh off his two years of training, he's still got a lot to learn, but he's got the hearty conviction the WDO needs. Manifested from his keen eye for details and tendency to overthink, his Forte allows him to perceive a person's well-hidden lies through subtle mannerisms revealing their true intentions. And his name is Apollo Justice.

[rebelband]

[amiibo-king]

every time i listen to debt collector by jhariah i picture rime singing it to escell. can anyone hear me. does anyone see my vision. hello

[ncruuk]

FIC - The Captain and her Captain Ch7 UPDATE

It's all getting a bit much for Raffi...but she finds a friend - read on in ch 7 or go start at the beginning

[berrywarbler]

the rubies that i gave up (seblaine)

part 1- the burgundy on my t-shirt

He has no idea what time it is, he feels like he just arrived at Sebastian’s apartment but the story that the coffee table tells proves the contrary. There’s an empty bottle of wine sitting next to its twin that is almost as empty and a brand new one just waiting to be opened. The faint crackling of a record that had long since stopped playing is their only background noise as they laugh with each other. Seated on Sebastian’s floor, Sebastian leaning against the couch, Blaine against the ottoman. This is the third time in a week that he’s found himself in this position. “You’re ridiculous,” the shorter murmurs as he stretches his legs out, letting his feet settle in Sebastian’s lap. “You really think that I believe you have never thought about kissing me?” They’ve been shamelessly flirting for months and there was no end in sight. They’d been teased relentlessly by their peers and Blaine was more than ready to give in but Sebastian was playing harder to get. 

It was endearing.

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[solarblue]

going on hrt so i can better stagger around dramatically whispering what have i done in a gravelly dead-to-the-world voice. gender-affirmative bags under my eyes and perpetual 5 o'clock shadow standing out starkly in the bathroom mirror with claw marks on the floor. if i dont look like the number one suspect of the town werewolf i dont want it

[dogdaddetective]

"Yeah, the more I learn about people-- the more I love my dog."

indie && semi. private hank anderson rp blog for detroit: become human crossover // au // canon divergent friendly. || carrd wip.

[niuxita21]

[nirnrootic]

me explaining the prospect of erden slowly absorbing the imbued energy of dagoth ur from voryn's mask, to the point of being able to penetrate the dreamscape of others

[sl33py3gg]

sometimes self forgiveness looks like not working so damn hard to prove your growth as a person

[shencomix]

I went to kind of a sketchy high school

So when I was a kid, my parents split, and I ended up going with my mom to live in a different town so she could be closer to work. I was hoping to go to the same high school as my friends, but where we moved was an entirely different school district (and would've been too far to drive anyway), so I had to just settle for staying in touch online.

This new school though, I had no idea what tf was going on. The building was what I can only describe as "run down." The teachers were arguably more absent than the students, just completely checked out and totally surrendered to the chaos that the students created on a near daily basis.

As for the students, I for the life of me could not understand what they were saying. I don't know if it was their accent but I just could not parse it at all -- all I could do was stare in confusion when they tried to talk to me. Sometimes I'd think they asked me a question and nod, much to their chagrin.

So anyway, this one time I realized that I forgot my pencil and eraser in their case at home. Not that I usually needed it at that place, but I liked to be thorough and prepared. I went up to this one kid who looked relatively friendly and tapped him on the shoulder, wanting to ask him if he had a spare writing utensil I could borrow. And he turns around.

And

No kidding

He has a gun.

This kid has a gun. It's not even a little derringer or a pistol or anything, it's pretty BIG. But that's not even the strangest thing he's holding

I look at his other hand and he's got 2 microphones. He tosses one to me and I catch it, scared out of my mind. Then he raises his microphone to his face and goes:

"BA WA WA WA WA WA"

and looks at me expectantly.

I stare back, stunned in primal fear.

He repeats, once again going:

"BA WA WA WA WA WA"

Into the mic he's holding and looks at me. So, taking a guessing at what he wants me to do, I force my trembling hands to raise the mic he tossed me to my face and say back into it:

"b-ba wa wa w-wa wa wa"

I fucking hated that school, dude.

[hofftrans]

ocd gang idk if this is just me but do you ever get the thing where you're like "I can't think about (x) oc or character because I'm fixated with a different character at the moment and so if I start to pay attention to a new character it will ruin my enjoyment of other character and also be/feel wrong and it is not the time right now to enjoy other media u have to enjoy (x) specific media right now"