#heehee meeeeee :3

[jeremy-hand]

SEND THAT ROBOT BOY TO THE DENVER AIRPORT RIGHT.... NEOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[s/i uses he/it/neos, please don't tag as romantic ship!! this is a familial relationship ty :)]

[tanushakyrano]

tysm for the tag!!!!!!!!!!!

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He can barely make out any of John's constellations, the ones he'd learnt over many nights stargazing with his little brother. No Scorpius, no Delphinus, no Ursa Major with little Ursa Minor nipping at her heels. Scott closes his eyes and imagines them instead.

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tagging @avengedbiologist @knyee @silverstarfics @lenna-z @edutainer2022

Saw this and wanted to take part so I made a new post. No obligation to take part, I just thought the fandom could do with a new tag game going around!

Rules: if you're tagged, share one or two sentences (or lines for artists) from your unposted WIP with zero context.

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“We don’t need to do anything. It’s you who needs to get over yourself and realise not everyone is out to get you.” Alan pointed at him accusingly, and Gordon was taken aback.

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Tagging: @tracybirds @astranite @tanushakyrano @silverstarfics @whatgaviiformes @spaceshipsoutthepool @janetm74 @alexthefly @hebuiltfive

[puddingpawprints]

Saw Ellie getting some attention, figured you needed some of your own <3

So settle down handsome pup, right over my lap so I can pin you with an arm across your back and use my other hand to scribble against the back of your thighs, crawling, wriggling fingers *just* out of your reach while you squeal about how unfair it all is~

- 🏹 heehee

ELLIE YOU FUCKER YOU DREW ATTNWTION TO MEEEEEE BDBFGNGFJD

i. hey. the backs of my thighs are. fuck i can’t even imagine how bad being scribbled there would be i think i’d start howling

[illegally-blind-and-deaf]

Meet the writer tag!

I was so kindly tagged by the lovely @emeraldhazeart, thank you

Rules: use this Picrew to make yourself and answer the questions

HEEHEE IT'S MEEEEEE-

Moving on

Three facts about me:

I am immune to cholera. Not through the vaccines or through getting cholera, but through genes. It's complicated.

I have moderate-moderately severe hearing loss, but I've gotten top of my music classes 3 years in a row, play several instruments, have almost perfect pitch, I conduct my church congregation and the junior school choir and I'm weirdly good at accents. Rather ironic, isn't it?

I can't see stars. Okay, that's a bit dramatic, but I genuinely cannot see most stars. Even in the countryside I can still only see a couple. Only the really bright ones (Venus?) are visible; everything else is just a dark canvas mostly. That's on having a rare genetic disorder :D

Favourite season: Autumn or Winter. Where I live the majority of native trees don't change colour, so when I finally see a cluster of beautiful autumn trees I get ridiculously happy. Summer here is also hell (quite literally, a third of the country burnt in the summer of 2019-2020) or it's flooding, so I hate it. I adore the way the sunlight is so golden and warm in the colder months and how the shadows are always long. It's sonoretty and refreshing and I don't get dehydrated or heat exhaustion, which is nice.

Continent where I live: Australia/Australasia/Oceania whatever it's called idk anymore (no I do not walk on the ceilings here, in fact, I would go so far to argue that I'm not upside-down because there is no up or down in space, there is just space. "But Bea, there's a North pole and a South pole" GUESS WHAT IT CHANGES EVERY HUNDRED MILLION YEARS OR SOMETHING YES THE POLES FLIP AND THERE'S ACTUAL EVIDENCE THAT THEY MIGHT BE DOING THAT NOW SO YOU COULD BE UPSIDE-FOWN AND WE'LL RIGHT SIDE UP)

How I spend my time: mostly school because school, or doing extra-curriculars like music and ballet, but in my spare time I like to think about people and the world and humanity and behaviour and minds and life and many deep things that often intimidate people. Oh, and I write. Obviously.

Are you published? Not yet. I'm currently writing a book that I'm really really proud of and I want to finish and publish. The only thing is that it's technically a fanfic, but the only thing that really makes it that is the character, so if I change a name or two and maybe switch up the outfits, then it will easily pass as another historical fiction book

Introvert or extrovert? Introvert, all the way. Sometimes I'm an extrovertedbintrovert, which confuses people when I say I don't have the social energy because I'm "usual l y so bubbly and full of energy" yeah that's honestly a bit of a play I'm like that when I'm at 5% social battery, when I'm at 0 I'm either laughing my head off like a madman or completely blank and dead

Favourite meal: honestly no clue. I like a lot of food, I like a lot of Asian foods, but I think my favourite would be a lot of European cuisine, especially French and Italian and German and English. I'd love to try some Russian because that's not very common here. Honestly, my current craving is apple juice and a juicy, cool cucumber

No pressure tags: @kaslynspeaks @navstarlikestaylorswift (honestly tempted to tag Neil Gaiman lol) @speckleddandelionicecream-blog @friendofthefellowshipsnerdblog @laneynoir

[faketype]

how i look typing 'meeeeee :3' & 'heehee ^_^'

[mowseries]

жуткие страшные скелеты

[Skull gave something of an amused smirk beneath the faceplate.]

[He was aware that this referenced a video that was a hot topic among the wireless community, but he couldn’t help but think of a few specific personal memories at the term.]

[He hums his favorite song—HIS song—as he dwells on the VERY few times he had ever been allowed to play up and live out the more menacing side of his nature.]

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{September 14th, 2017T}

Skull: -Creeps up behind Jack during the SPOOKY sequence- In a million years they’ll find youOnly dust and a plaqueThat reads, “Here Lies Poor Old Jack”

Jack: -FFFFFFRAG–

Jack: -IT AIN’T EVEN OCTOBER YET YA GLITCH–

Jack: -~-

Skull: -FIRE AND FLOATING, OOOOOOOOOOOO SPOOKY-

Jack: -SCREE-

[Skull can’t maintain it. You can hear him laughing and see it in his eyes.

Unfortunately, his laugh sounds SCARY, TOO—]

Jack: -Ah’ hate you oh my God-

Jack: -Why meeeeee-

Skull: -Laying on the accent slightly thicker, whether on purpose or accident is unclear- Your fear consumes to me! Feed on the darkness!

Skull: -Floats closer-

Jack: -SCREE NO-

Jack: -I’M TELLIN’ YER DAD I SWEAR-

Jack: -I’LL DO IIIT-

Skull: -I CAN FEEL YOUR FEEEEAAAAAAR-

[Worth it? Worth it.]

Jack: -WE KNOW, STOOOOOOP-

[CDN.7037] //: DOC YOUR KID’S PRETENDIN’ TO BE THE GRIM REAPER AGAIN

[CDN.7037] //: -Make ‘em stoooooop–

: >Dyna, what did we SAY about that?

[CDN.7037] //: WRONG DOC, WRONG KID–

[CDN.7037] //: -Skull Ah’ swear if ya float any closer Ah’ will smack you in the face-

: > -Very well then-

[Aaaand now there’s a Skull Barrier around Jack. GHOSTLY FLAAAAMES, WOOOOOOOO—]

Skull: -THE SOULS OF THE DEEAAAD WILL BRING YOU TO MEEEEEEEE- ((IN SOVIET RUSSIA, JACK COMES TO YOU—))

[CDN.7037] //: -THAT’S CHEATIN’, SCREEE–

Jack: -FLAILS-

[He can’t flail his way out of that one! Skull WAS bluffing about being able to pull Jack toward him, though.]

Jack: -Scree SCREE, HEEELP-

Jack: DX!

Jack: -FLAILS HARDER-

[Nope, those flames aren’t coming off.]

[Not hurting him, at least. But WOOOOOOO, spooooooooooky—]

Jack: -Mnnnn nope not opening our eyes cuz we know he’s gonna do that jump scare thang on us, nope-

Skull: Bring him to me, oh brother’s minions!

[Shuffling noises.]

[–!]

[Oh God SOMETHING WAS PUSHING HIM FORWARD–]

Jack: -LITERALLY SCREAMS-

Jack: -NONONONO-

Jack: -SCREEEEE-

Jack: HEEEELP–

: >MY MONEY’S ON THE MUMMY.

: >NEGATIVE! Mr. Parker will OUTCLASS IT!

[Oh Lord they’re betting on it—]

Jack: -NOT FUNNYYYYYY-

[…Something rubs against Skull’s legs.]

Skull: —?

Sol:

Skull: -Looks down-

Sol: -Purrrrr-

Skull: …

Skull: -Cat- -Ping of approval-

Sol: -Content-

Jack: -NO, KICKS AWAY A MUMMY THING, DO NOT TOUCH-

Jack: -AH’ DON’T GIT PAID ENOUGH FOR THIS–

Sol: {He’s funny.~}

Skull: Da, his flailings are amusing. Which is why, I assume, they are watching it.

Sol:

[No matter what they try, the Mummira can’t seem to touch him. Hmm!]

[SOL used PSYCHIC!]

Jack: -Is lifted INTO THE AIR WHAT-

Sol: ~~~

Skull: -Decides to flow with this- YOU HAVE BEEN CLAIMED BY THE DARK UNDERWORRRRRLLLLD!

Skull: BE DRAGGED! DOWN, DOOOWWWWWNNN INTO YOUR GRAAAAAAVE!

[Aaaand again with the “this is so silly” laugh that sounds like “EVIL LAUGHTER”]

Jack: -GLITCH I CAN SEE THE CAT DOIN’ IT–

Sol: -SLAMS him down into the ground-

Jack: -HERK–

[The Skull Barrier protects Jack from damage, but not discomfort.]

Sol: -Dark, almost very amused data at his hurt, heehee…~-

Sol: ~~

Skull: YIELD! YIELD TO THE SQUIRE OF NIGHTMARES!

Jack: -Can we just stop, okay fine I YEILD or WHATEVER-

Jack: -PLEASE LET ME GO-

Sol: -Eeeeeeh-

Skull: Heh.

[He drops the Skull Barrier.]

Skull: Your pitiful pleas have been heard, mortal! Begone, o servants of ancient kings!

[The Mummira shuffle back whence they came.]

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[He gives a dark chuckle at this, which comes off as sinister as it always does.