#i’m speaking | musings

[diansu-vulkarch]

Can I get a REFUND on being stuck in a human body yet

[suspensefulpen]

You know you’re a writer when you’re in some situation, no matter how serious/dire or mundane/boring and you say to yourself “i wanna/needa write about this”

[diansu-vulkarch]

I am begging you to shut up for once in your life please. Let me exist in peace I am BEGGING you Lux

Being in the same system as Diansu is goddamn hilarious actually?

Here I am minding my own business, planning out a new base build and over properly dealing with the controls

Diansu is arguing with Nox over whether or not there was something going on between him and Will, vehemently denying that there could possibly be anything more than a professional or friendship bond between them

[shima-draws]

Soooo twirls my hair out of pure curiosity and not for any other reason tee hee. What fandom would y’all like to see me do more art of 👉👈

[cruel-hiraeth]

single dad toji who goes viral online for giving (solicited) advice the way that only a tired, middle-aged, gruff man can

[paetal]

👉👈 what if you liked this post for a blind date starter

[diansu-vulkarch]

I am begging you all to shut up

us about will: he's gay

@diansu-vulkarch : i noticed

us: (starts laughing)

diansu: i'm glad

us: ***UHUH?***

[johnnyutah]

[starcunin]

i’m starting to think it might be physically impossible for me to write short replies xD this boi got too much goin’ on in that depraved head of his.

[halfdent]

Me @ your muse when Two Face starts talking: He’s growling at you ! He’s growling at you right now !

[diansu-vulkarch]

I just realized I haven’t actually put this thing up somewhere to be seen properly. Yes it’s my icon and header but if you think I’m going to skip on a chance to post me you’re wrong.

[lumiereandcogsworth]

It is love we must hold onto…

[itspileofgoodthings]

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[sharkeaten]

plotting/dynamics call bc i lost my old one? : D

[slxthserenade]

I met you in February’s misty beginnings. When the grey still tinted the windows and the day never lingered on for long.

I met you and you were all stories and adventure. You trailed imagination, colours too vivid to ever fully seem yours. You spoke in borrowed words, expressions that never fit you quite right. A laugh too melodic, lingering for a second too long to be true.

In between the lines of each adventure you nestled yourself, took shelter in every thin turn of a page. Still yet bright-eyed, you picked out words from all fonts, colours, paragraphs, and strew your own stories. Every letter a heartbeat, every space a breath. Your veins are woven with lines upon lines, coursing with black as ink. You remain veiled all the words you wrapped around yourself, in place of warm arms.

But it was as if the sun itself had coloured you in all the hues of spring, filling in the gaps between each pore, running along each strand of hair. Dotting your eyes with specks of verdant grass, threading them with long-winding branches of auburn— a forest too easily lost in. All the shades of a meadow buried deep within the trees, scattering flowers wherever your feet go, a trail of colours in your wake.

My fingers could never grasp you. Not a portion of you was ever tangible in my hands. I won’t even attempt to get a hold of you. Spring passes just as quickly as it approached, in that stuffy room tinted grey with winter. And what else is left of it but fading memories, poorly transcribed colours and a smile far too vivid ?

(( You know ? The colder, carefully crafted brown of your eyes could never spread far enough to cover the surrounding tint of green that glimmers with near childish glee. ))

[quinloki]

What I expected coming into work today:

What I got:

Even though it was expected it has not made it easier xD

Whew this is gonna be a long day. 😵‍💫