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kithtaehyung · 28 days ago
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i might have missed it but also it could be a mystery- but what was MC shopping for? o:
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we don’t know as of now, it wasn’t explicitly said yet!
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jugglingjujube · 26 days ago
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if people send me trick or treats i will respond with something
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olivieblake · 1 year ago
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Not a question, but I bought the book last night, and I’ve just begun reading. So far, I am IN LOVE with this writing style! I had to look up the author and your tumblr page popped up! I cannot wait to finish reading!
I don’t know what book you mean but I’m overjoyed to hear it!!! please enjoy!!
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moonfurthetemmie · 2 years ago
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I feel like i gotta add ‘DS verses’ in the title for all of these but i really am just completely out of titles. (10)
No content warnings, except that there is Walmart
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“That should do for now,” Pluto huffed, standing up straight. 
“We should’ve just broken into someone’s house and taken over,” Slash grunted.
“Slash,” Byte warned.
“I know, I know. It just would’ve been easier, is all I’m saying.” Slash gave the heavy ivy one last tug, and a whole wall of it came down on top of her. “Bitch-“
Pluto and Byte snickered, watching her summon her sword and hack at the thick tangle of vines that had so rudely attacked her. 
They’d found an old, old tree house, in the middle of nowhere, and decided it was their new house. Byte had been using her strings and some sticks to repair—or at the very least, shore up—the supports, floor, and ladder. Pluto was in charge of cleaning out the inside; clearing dirt and dust, making sure there weren’t any critters or creatures, so on. The ivy was creeping in through the windows, and that wasn’t so hard to deal with, but it was also all over the walls and the tree, and it was very resistant to Pluto’s attempts to pry it off.
Instead he asked Slash, being the objectively strongest of the three, to deal with it instead, and he’d help Byte when he was done picking up inside. 
It was looking pretty nice, so far. Empty, yes, but certainly livable for a period of time.
“I’m going to burn down this whole damn forest,” Slash growled. “This fucking ivy-“
“You sure showed it who’s boss,” Byte snickered. “Cmon, there’s only a little left. I’ll help.”
Pluto carefully climbed back inside the treehouse, while they were doing that. There was a good amount of room in there. They’d have plenty of room, especially if they rolled up their sleeping bags when they weren’t using them. …Ah, they needed sleeping bags. They didn’t have any, having been teleported to another multiverse very suddenly. 
They’d need some other things too, he mused. Lights, something for food, maybe some chairs if they wanted to hang out and not sit on the floor…
“Hey, guys, what do you think of putting string lights in here?” He called. “Maybe ones with funky shapes.”
“Where are we going to plug those in?” Slash yelled back, ripping off some ivy. 
“We get battery powered ones, dumbass,” Pluto said.
“Do they even-“ Cross huffed. “Ok, I need a break—do they even make battery-powered string lights?”
“Come join me in the tree castle. And yes, they do. I’ve seen them.”
Slash climbed up to the treehouse, and sat in the corner. “Man, I wish we had chairs.”
“Yeah, I was thinking that too,” Pluto drummed his fingers against the window frame. “Maybe we could get folding chairs?”
Slash hummed. “That would work. Not sure I trust the floor with anything heavier.”
“Let’s go shopping, then,” Byte said, climbing in after her. “We need to get a bunch of stuff anyways, and now’s a good time to take a break from the hard stuff. We can get a cooler and drinks while we’re out.”
“And dinner!” 
Byte cracked a smile. “And dinner.”
Slash and Pluto cheered. The three of them grabbed what few disguise items they had, and did their best to find a Walmart. It was harder than usual, as they weren’t familiar with this new multiverse, but they only had to portal hop a few times. Once they did finally get there, Byte pulled out her phone. 
“Alright, I’m sending you guys a list of stuff. I’ll grab stuff from the craft section. Pluto, you grab the stuff from the camping aisle. Slash, you’re on drink duty.”
“Yes ma’am!”
“Call me ma’am again, I dare you.”
Pluto checked over his part of the list again. He got the sleeping bags, a back-up lamp, camping chairs, and some blankets. He was about to swing over to the home improvement section for pillows, because they weren’t going to sleep on a hard wooden floor without pillows, when his phone buzzed. Slash was texting the group chat.
The Bimbo(TM): yk it occurs 2 me that we have no idea how long we’re going 2 b here
The Bimbo(TM): n we brought literally nothing from home bc of how we got dropped here
The Bimbo(TM): so uhhhhh. maybe we should get period supplies
Hard Drive: O shit good point 
Hard Drive: Who’s closest to the health and beauty part of the store???
Pluto: im just passing it
Pluto: i was on my way to get pillows 
The Bimbo(TM): Would u mind?
Pluto: nah i got chu
Detour time! Pluto swung his cart around, and down the toothpaste aisle he went, looking for where the hell this Walmart keeps their pads and stuff. Ah, he should probably get some ibuprofen or something, too. Slash gets really grouchy when she has bad cramps. Byte too, sometimes, but Slash especially.
Fortunately, the important stuff Pluto needed was very easy to spot on the wall. Even more fortunate, the few people who were there didn’t look like they’d be bitchy about him being there. The ones who noticed him just ignored him. Some of them were uneasy, but he figured it was just because they didn’t want to be, like, perceived there, especially by a dude. They certainly hadn’t recognized him. 
He ignored them all, too, and tried to remember what Slash and Byte had wanted the last time he had to get supplies for them. Slash used tampons, right…? Or was that Byte? Or did they both use…
…Nope, he didn’t remember at all. Well, whatever; he’d just get some of each. 
As he was putting stuff in his cart, a familiar voice behind him said, “What the hell are you doing here?”
He turned, a box of tampons in his hands. “…Is this a trick question? What are you doing here?”
Ink snorted. “I meant in Walmart, dumbass.” She lowered her voice, glancing at the other people in the aisle, most of which were snickering at Pluto’s comment. “Aren’t you supposed to be staying hidden?”
Pluto scoffed, tossing the box in his cart. “We are. I’m wearing my nice contacts, in case you hadn’t noticed.” He paused. “…Wait, how did you recognize me with my hood up?”
Ink shrugged, reaching past him with her tattooed hand to grab something off the shelves to put in her own cart. Which was full of food. Enough for two people, or one for several weeks. Odd. 
“I don’t know. Dirty purple jacket, shittiest posture I’ve ever seen in my life, moves like a hunting tiger. It was either you or that other guy.”
Pluto folded his arms. “Are you trying to say I walk like a pussy?”
“No, you just are a pussy.”
Pluto’s eye twitched. It took a lot of self control not to threaten to stab her. Even if it was a joke (this time), now was really not the place or time. She grinned at him, like she knew exactly what he was thinking. 
“You’re lucky there’s people around,” he muttered.
“Sure, grape boy.” She checked her phone, then glanced at his cart. “I gotta get going, I have shit to do. Have fun with your…camping trip.” 
“Eat my ass, Stapler Lady.”
Ink’s head jerked to the side, but Pluto was already on his way to find the pain medicine. 
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dubioushonour · 2 years ago
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When you fall asleep wearing jeans and you wake up to your torso covered in demonic sigils
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botchallthethings · 2 years ago
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Man, I’m starting to see how spinners end up with more yarn than they can make into clothing because this is even more meditative and pleasant than knitting
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paintedcrows · 3 months ago
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They do this every year...
Happy 25th to Dipdop and Lebam!! and Happy 17th to Hatsune Miku!! 🎉🎉
(comic continued: The M&M stands for...)
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molzysketch · 4 months ago
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Twitter loved this a lot so I’ll share it here too 👍
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pspspspspsp if you guys like gravity falls check out the new shakers at molzysketch.com
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dashintrash · 2 months ago
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He is THE King (and the father)
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nelsaqift · 2 months ago
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clothes swap !!
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n0ahsferatu · 4 months ago
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scooby-doo ass gang fr
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charlikesalmon · 3 months ago
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happy birthday to the twins ever <3
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rotaryphoam · 3 months ago
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happy birthday to the kids from zach and cody or whatever
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sooooupyraisin · 4 months ago
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yall can’t tell me this isn’t them
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queer-here-and-in-fear · 3 months ago
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i think its really really important to remember how EASILY stan couldve dropped a "now i have to deal with you BRATS for the summer.." or ford to slip a "dont let these snotty little children near my lab again, stan." but instead they never do that like. idk.
i like how the show makes it a very important and clear point that at least hear, the twins are Loved and Cherished and Wanted. so very wanted.
stan ADORES THEM. in his bones. hes trying to give them freedom but he is so so worried.
ford goes from growling to MELTING on sight "shermie had kids?" they are his babies.
its a very good and nice point like. these children are Loved and Wanted and their guardians are trying so hard and that is the bare minimum. and Not loving your kids is a bad fucked up thing to do with bad consequences.
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