#full of madness // ic

[layers-of-madness]

Closed RP W/@izzyfromdeadspace

They sat on the floor looking dazed at what they saw before them, a spiralling obelisk so familiar yet they just presumed they must be dreaming. How else could they be seeing such a thing? A Marker. They stared blankly up at the red marker with green eyes flecked brown, dyed purple hair across their brow they seemed at a loss for a moment, oblivious to their surroundings.

“ Well that’s not good. ” They mumbled to themselves, just like they always did in their dreams, “ I don’t want to get attacked by necros tonight, can’t I just sleep normally for once? ” They grumbled not knowing only one word of their tongue made sense, necros. And the way they looked at the marker, they knew it and what it could do, they looked tired as if exhausted but also dazed as if something had messed with their head upon displacement… Not that they realised they were in reality, not a dream, nor in wonderland.

[infinitelytheheartexpands]

if i had a dollar for every time the director threw a hissy fit because someone grabbed the wrong prop during a performance this run, i’d have one dollar, which is one dollar too many

update: i swallowed my anxiety and sent the director a message basically going “you’re blowing this out of proportion and this is really nobody’s fault and we shouldn’t get mad about it” except y’know, in a more professional manner

[doomduck]

It's the post nobody was waiting for!

Personal skating update!

Coach is largely pleased with most of my progress this year. The only things really letting me down are loop jump and back spin.

Chris and kat took a look at the loop today and came to the conclusion that I'm not pulling my shoulder through enough. I've (yet another) drill to help.

I've got measurements for wrap skirts and brought a body suit pattern so my 'make skating gear side hustle to pay for skating ' agenda is slowly slipping into place.

I only got to see the men's short programs of the grand pre final. May watch the exhibition later.

Yuzuru Hanyu's echoes of life was amazing! And I'm pissed i didn't get to watch al 3 days. Day 1 was on his birthday and he looked so happy during the encore my heart could burst.

Speaking of, my 'Yuzuru Hanyu propaganda in the classroom ' may have worked too well. My teacher turns out to be incredibly cheeky and I think she is plotting something.... she'll change the lesson to include him in grammar. Also there's be a lot of 'what do you like in a person' questions. Mildly concerned she's playing match maker. (Not with yuzuru. That would be ridiculous.)But I have no evidence beyond suspicion and her being a cheeky little shit (affectionate) (seriously she's my favourite teacher)

Anyway. Will get stuck into the skate gear after xmus. With annoying photos.

[good-beanswrites]

A little comedy drabble for @kyanako5972 in return for their very impressive musical skills! (The Jailbreak mix wouldn't have fit together without ya👍) Fuuta gets his hands on some slime... They've done some art for it here :3

[I couldn't think of something funny enough, but insert broadway bootleg Milgram Slime Tutorial joke here]

Fuuta was open-minded. Of course he was. He was the most open-minded guy here. He knew that vengeance could come in many shapes. Sometimes it took the form of beautiful, poetic violence. Sometimes it was cutting words and a grand victory. And other times, it appeared as sticky craft slime. You just had to have an open mind to see it.

Not everyone was in as receptive of a mood. 

“A-are you sure it’s not a, a toy?” Haruka asked.

“It’s not.”

“B-but,” he pointed, “it’s --”

“No! It’s a weapon.”

“I don’t know if you know what a weapon is…” Amane looked down at the table. “You couldn’t have requested something a bit more… sharp?”

“Eh!? This is a pri-son. Like they’re gonna give me something like that. I’ve got to take matters into my own hands.”

To prove his point, he picked up his creation. The color wasn’t as flashy as the others’, but it held the perfect consistency for what he needed. It had taken some time to formulate the perfect plan of attack. There were rules he had to work around, after all. (No matter how open-minded he was, rules were rules.) There was a no-violence ban. Fuuta had already tested that one -- several times, actually -- and was sure he couldn’t get around it. Their requests were monitored, and it wasn’t as if he could go and order weapons. And then, even if he did get his hands on something truly dangerous, the original ban would stop him from using it. That left him with only one option.

“It’s definitely a toy. The others are playing with it.” It was true, Haruka, Muu and Yuno had their own colorful creations. Amane herself hadn’t grabbed any, though she sat with her eyes glued hungrily on the others’ projects. Her interest in it wasn’t helping Fuuta’s case.

“Exactly, it’s the perfect disguise! They’ll never see it coming.”

“There’s nothing to see coming…”

Muu poked at hers. “Look~ Mine’s cute and pink, see? I’m even going to add some glitter when Haruka’s finished with it.”

“I-I Uh, I think I added too much… sorry…” Haruka’s slime had lost all appealing texture, turned into a clumpy, sparkling mess.

Fuuta heaved the loudest sigh he could manage, but the others continued paying him no mind. He was doing this for them, shouldn’t they care? Es had slapped Haruka during his interrogation, for god’s sake! That was child abuse! Yuno was only a year older and returned from her interrogation with complaints of violence! And Fuuta --! Well, he actually hadn’t experienced any of that, but that didn’t matter. No hero of justice would let all that go unpunished. 

His moment came quicker than expected. He’d planned on ambushing Es coming in or out of their room, but they surprised everyone by coming into the common area. It was fate.

“I heard you all were playing with some crafts in here.”

Amane glanced at Fuuta. He shot her a look back that meant “don’t say a single word.” His exaggerated expression only drew Es’ attention.

“Something to say, prisoner three?”

“Yeah!” He wound up his arm. 

He had an open mind, but not necessarily a quick one. With more time, he could have come up with a righteous cry, something along the lines of: “this is for Haruka and Yuno, you damned scoundrel!” Or even: “meet your judgment, tyrant!”

But as the slime came careening toward’s Es’ face, the only thing he managed was, “fuck you!”

Splat.

The common room fell silent. Fuuta froze. The slime had hit its mark perfectly. It hit Es squarely on the side of the head. It splattered onto their hat. A good deal had tangled itself in their hair. It oozed toward their shoulder, clumps falling onto the uniform. As they tried to wipe it from their face, the material clung to their gloves, getting stuck between their fingers. 

Their eyes moved slowly from their ruined clothes to Fuuta’s still outstretched hand, to his face. “I see.”

They turned on their heel and left.

“That’ll teach ya!” He called out, a moment too late after they’d gone. He turned to Amane, who was watching with a mix of amusement and disappointment. “There’s no way that stuff’s washing out easy. Maybe they’ll have to put on a spare uniform in the meantime.” 

“You shouldn’t have made them so mad,” she said.

“Pah! What’s the brat gonna do? Name me guilty over it?”

[robertsbarbie]

i never feel unsafe when i go on walks with tucker because i know at the end of the day he will protect me (even though he’s a big softie) but today yall i was real worried!

[a-story-teller]

Oh my GOD Robert's kids aren’t Robert's kids are they 😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨

[girlivealwaysbean]

some lyrics from casual by chappell roan that make me curl up in a ball and cry

[pcrfumebcttles]

"Allison? Honey?"

"When are yall gonna learn not to piss this man off???"

[beanbagbuddies4life]

Cobalt the Leopard

Born April 27

Hunting in the dead of night Shadows cast an eerie sight Wondering under starry skies Ill disappear before your eyes

"Have you ever seen a more stylish leopard? This dazzling, blue and tan leopard is named Cobalt. A fashionista at heart - you can't find a leopart like this in the wild!"

- shop.ty.com description

Released spring 2023!

[layers-of-madness]

Closed RP w/@twists-and-turns-of-fate

They woke up dazed and confused, eyes cracking open all they saw was green. Leaves and branches swaying overhead, birds chirping their song above, critters battered in the branches and brush. Slowly they sat up, green speckled brown eyes looking around baffled at their sudden surroundings, they pushed their dyed purple hair from their face and straightened it out. Where were they? Where was this place? A forest yes, but where? They had been in their home moments before. They looked around and found themselves in a garden of some kind, surrounded by lavender it seemed well kept. They looked at the lonely house and just sat there lost and confused, what was going on?

[drbabygirl]

"Happy 1st anniversary!" (to kilgrave from emma)

"Dragi moj, tresu me tjelesne želje da čujem kako vičeš moje ime, kao da mi sami optužujemo Boga."

"Da vidim kako se tvoje tijelo trese i plače pod mojim nogama dok ne dostignemo vrhunac koji nas uspava u topli san kad sunce izlazi."

"A ako je taj čin proizveo dijete, onda neka bude tako."

"Ali ja te obožavam kao što su kraljevi iz starog vremena obožavali bogove iz novog."

"Jer sam uvijek tvoj pod tvojim kaprilom: umom, tijelom i dušom."

"So, happy 1st Anniversary, Emma."

"See you tonight?"

[crwlingchaos]

Why was that SPAWN crying about a stranger? Nya.rlathotep was unsure why the child had approached them to mention this unknown guest and not allow the proper protocol to be followed. But it was not worth pondering on anymore. Faking being unaware no longer was a possibility for the eldritch demon. Slow footsteps were taken, even for a being of their height, as their extremely long tendril like raven hair dragged behind on the floor. A couple strands wrapping themselves around the being's arms then unravelling once more to partially curl around one leg. All eyes focused in on the human like form occupying the room; simply observing from the darkness just for a moment almost questioning whether this was another potential member of that human world region that adored the Elder ones or a poor little lamb that came down here unwillingly.

Oh the sickening joy for them.

"it does appear my spawn was correct for once in his miserable existence." A deep rumbling cackle forced itself from the back of their throat as Nyarl.athotep stepped closer, exiting the darkened area only to still remain just a distance away. Best to observe from afar, for now. "A little lamb? A member that wants our blessing? You do not have the visage of someone that regularly visits, newcomer."

Though in a way, it was quite lucky to have not met their father first. That would have been a situation the crawling chaos could only imagine.

@supercreig .starter

[freshlybakedspiderbread]

its a ‘stew in bed with my swirling gloomy thoughts all day’ kind of sunday for me today. Necessary so that my next day can be spent acting a little less like a drained slug (hopefully)

[bluebirdcurse]

Princess Monster Wife watching tv with Prismo: Oh okay, I'm glad they acknowledged the traditionally exploitative gender roles in academic couples. I guess my wish is to not be a Stepford wife abomination?

[gaybd1]

Local Himbo Drinks A Liter Of Apple Juice On An Empty Stomach Over The Course of a Day and Is Now Experiencing Terrible Gut Pain, more at 11

[pussymasterdooku]

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