#krkrkrkr

[cronchingsquips]

obsessed with povenmire's twt header

[pigeonneaux]

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One with blood under the cut because why tf not👇

[dinsverdika]

"I am redeemed." You've just woken up, Din after having drown to the bottom of the Living Waters.

[tempobrucera]

Love it when people just like all of my Thomas' fics.

[celestoria]

All events will include smut from both genshin impact and honkai: star rail

[justfuckmeupchief]

I love having two hyperfixations going on at once and colliding

Right now it's Yakuza Kiwami, and Steal This Album by System of a Down

The result of that? The HUMONGOUS feels I have about Majima and Kiryu while listening to Highway Song!!! Omg!!!

[firehananas]

As weird the idea of petting your soldiers is, it’s too bad we lose some characterization and tidbits. I have completely forgot about this potential nobility lineage…

Also he is so direct lol but that’s part of his charm 😌

Asura’s dialogue audio. Enjoy everyone!

[dreamieparadise]

So... about ships... I'm not really the shippest of people but! I'm very much a crack person which means I'm putting this in your lap:

Momina x Dino

Just cause I wanna see Mukhtars reaction to it. I can't pinpoint what it's going to be exactly but I have a feeling that it would be funny.

THIS MADE ME LAUGH KRKRKRKR Thank you, Lili!! I made a little drawing :D

I put WAY too much effort into this lmaooo and then got lazy but the gist of it is that THIS WOULD BE A HORRIBLE NIGHTMARE. In fact I think it'd be very funny to think this was something he dreamt up and he hated it soooo much. He wakes up in a cold sweat and calls Momina immediately despite the time [she doesn't pick up, she is dead asleep] and so he leaves voice messages babbling about how "you better not ever date that blond bastard!! You better not marry him!!" Just a string of rambling and curses aimed at Dino. :)

If Momina and Dino got together Dino feels like he'd mess with Mukhtar by going "ooooh tell me my future, babe. ♡" But only whenever Mukhtar is around because, you know, if they got married he'd love her and not actually want to put her health at risk...He'd love to fuck with Mukhtar nonetheless though! Mukhtar is scandalized every time!! THIS IS SICK...!! Slew of Somali curses follow. Momina would giggle along and be all "oh stop ehehehe" because she's always a Certified Simp....and then she barks at Mukhtar because "stop cursing my husband!! I'll be really mad if he wakes up sick tomorrow!" And now they are bickering while Dino stays smirking, victorious.

Mukhtar will then run off in frustration... he is SOOOO breaking into his casino again and robbing that stupid Italiano!! Because this is TYL I like thinking he's already with Bianchi, and she happily joins him :) she throws poison cakes at his security and smashes one of their fancy cars and it was so hot. Made Mukhtar feel really loved! He then made sure they vanished into the night...avoiding consequences! [Mukhtar thinks the one upside to Momina being with Dino is he has to be easier on him now because "they're Family." Scoffs...Mukhtar is praying Dino goes BALD. Bianchi is suggesting their sneak into the Cavallone mansion and put Nair in his shampoo! Once again, Mukhtar thinks she is SO HOT. They should do that!!]

[p3rryth3p14typu5]

~krkrkrkrk~ (greetings)

Krkrk~ (nemesis)- @not-a-pharmacist

Krkrkrrkk (Emo daughter i keep seeing)- @gothteen16

Krkrkr (annoying owner sis)- @ducky-momo-fangirl

Krkrkrk (My owner <3)- @legendary-inventor

Krkrkrkrk (quiet owner? <3)- @itsreallyferb

Krkrkrkr (Pink fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows)- @yourlocalfiresidegirl

Krkrkrkrkrk (i keep seeing him for some reason with Candace.. not like i know him?)- @jerandtheincidentals

Krkrkrk (stacy)- @big-bow-bae

Krkrkrkrkr (owner’s antique dad)- @flynn-fletcher-antiques

Krkrkrkrkrkrkr (Doof’s robot??.. how did he get a tumblr) @normroboblog

[rouxipanda]

Cleaning with diesel fuel (totally not inspired by real events lol) because she is so dirty !

Do you believe me if I tell you that it wasn't me who had this idea? krkrkrkr

[cronchingsquips]

Hey so Trump quite literally cheating is a huge thing no matter what stance you're on in either democratic or third party. We already know ballot boxes got vandalised and BURNED, el*n musk PAYING people to vote red 😭 & now people who sent through mail are getting absentee rejection emails or finding out their vote might not have even been counted ...alright.

[pigeonneaux]

Not to be a nerd but this makes me so mad, the shape you give the boxes you put things in have a LANGUAGE and this just like the interface changes on google search THIS IS MESSING UP THE LANGUAGE IT DOESN'T MEAN THE SAME

I will perpetually say that but i hate the new tunglr update

[zoeysdamn]

Bark, Bite & Break Bones - Tyler Galpin x Van Helsing!reader | Prologue

Warnings: swearing

A/N: You had my motherly reader (‘There shall be night’ series), the torn apart but still faithful to her heart reader (‘Terrible things’ series), the hopelessly forgiving and in love reader (‘Bloodied petals’ series), now met the fed up sarcastic reader, my lovely feral baby krkrkrkr

[Masterlist]

The sweet sound of bars rattling pulled you out of sleep as usual. With an inelegant groan, you rolled on your back over the hard surface beneath you. Another bang on the steel bars ringed in your ears, soon followed by the rough voice of the keeper. 

“Wake up in there! Someone’s here to see you!” 

A dry chuckle escaped your lips as you tried to cover your eyes from the blinding raw light of the corridor’s neon. After two years you thought that you were finally immune to its inconvenient presence; you weren’t. On the other side of the bars, the keeper got impatient. 

“You’re deaf or something? Get the fuck up, you’re expected!”

This time it was a laugh that left your throat, as you lazily got into a sitting position on the uncomfortable steel bed. 

“And pray tell,” you asked with a lopsided grin, “who exactly wants to see me?” 

You got your answer a couple of minutes later. Two officers on each side of you led you by the arms, given your hands and ankles were cuffed – as procedure asked. The heavy door of the private visit room opened and you squeezed your eyes a little due to the intense light coming from the large window. When you blinked away and focused again, you couldn’t help but grin at the blonde woman sitting on the other side of the table. The perfect and classy outfit and heels she wore contrasted to your dirty green inmate ensemble. As the guardians made you sit on the opposite and secured your cuffs on the table, you didn’t lose your amused smile. 

“That’ll be all, thank you,” said the tall woman to the officers, “leave us please.” 

They nodded in agreement and left, the sound of the door shutting echoing in the room. If your grin didn’t stop to grow in amusement, the woman stared right back at you with very serious eyes. 

“Well, well, well,” you said with a mocking whistle, “aren’t you quite healthy-looking for a dead woman, Mrs Weems?” 

The principal of Nevermore academy pursed her lips in annoyance, and smoothed the nonexistent wrinkles on her perfectly pressed outfit. “I see you’re doing well here,” she said simply. 

Holding your wrists up to show the chains binding them you gave her another impertinent smile, “Got some new jewelry, how could I complain? Not sure if that’s the latest fashion though, I don’t exactly follow the trends outside of this lovely establishment.”

“Yet you have been aware of my…supposed passing,” she observed sharply. 

You snorted in irony, “Death is a social construct. And I like to keep myself informed about the latest Nevermore’s gossip, it’s kind of my job.” 

It was Weems’ turn to smirk at your words this time, “Except it isn’t your job, isn’t it? That is why you’re jailed here.”

Your face darkened at her statement and you lost your insolent grin. “It’s always my job,” you growled at her. “It’s convenient for you, after all? Explain why I’m here without getting your hands dirty.” 

“I do believe it has been officially stated that neither I nor Nevermore academy has anything to do with your conviction,” she argued back calmly. 

You tsked, knowing she was right. In the eyes of the law, you owed your place in juvie to your own faults. But both of you knew it was more complicated than that. 

Leaning back on your chair in a laid-back attitude, you cocked your head to the side. 

“So, why am I honored with your gracious presence?” you asked, a lingering mockery never far in your voice. You could almost hear Weems roll her eyes in her mind. 

“I’m here on the judge’s request,” she said. 

“And who’s really requesting it?” you immediately asked, only to let out a snort at her raised eyebrow, “C’mon Weems, I’ve been sentenced for 5 years in this lovely shit-hole, and everyone made sure to ‘mysteriously’ forget about asking for parole. What’s with the sudden change of heart?” 

Larissa Weems seemed hesitant for a moment, then leaned her forearms on the table, hands gripped together. 

“I assume you have heard about the events that occurred at Nevermore six months ago?” 

“Ah!” you snorted loudly with a laugh, “yeah I did. Not everything though, my sources were kinda evasive about most of it, but I got that it was a pretty messed up situation right?” 

She pressed her lips into a thin line, visibly upset by the mention of those events; but you weren’t over with the teasing, and as she kept silent the pieces linked together in your head and your grin in disbelief. 

“You need me,” you cooed, even more delighted when Weems looked away in uneasiness, confirming your theory. “Ooooh that’s precious, you actually do need little old me.” 

“In the light of recent events it had appeared that you could be…useful to Nevermore academy,” she explained carefully, trying to ignore the evident thrill you got from this conversation. 

“Mmmmh, you need a watchdog,” you completed casually. “I wonder what for?” 

The principal pulled a folder from her bag and slid it in your direction. 

“The young man responsible for the murders in Jericho had been judged and sentenced for some time in prison, after what he is legally required to be reinserted into society,” said Weems as you opened the file and went through some pages, with police records, psychological expertises and some pictures of a boy, around your age, with curly brown hair and freckles. Tyler Galpin, according to the files. 

“Cute for a murderer,” you said casually, ignoring the judgemental look the principal gave you. “Still I don’t get what it has to do with me.” 

Weems cleared her throat, “The court deemed fitting for him to be reinserted as a student at Nevermore Academy. They trust us to help him control his particular…condition.”

“Enough with beating around the bush,” you rolled your eyes at her, “what is he?” 

The blonde woman took a deep breath, “He’s a Hyde.”

That definitely surprised you, “No shit?” you blurted with a raised eyebrow, and Weems didn’t even scold your crude language at this. Instead, she nodded. 

“Given what happened, we didn’t have much choice but accept the court’s decision,” she said bitterly, “and he’s an outcast too, I ethically can’t refuse him joining the academy.” 

“Mmmh, that’s really sweet and all, but last I remember I’ve done my time at Nevermore,” you argued wittily. 

Weems gave you a knowing smirk that was up to no good, “Last I remember, you never graduated properly. You still have to pass exams to actually be a Nevermore graduate.” 

You let out a scoff, “What, that’s your argument? Playing the diploma card? You do realize I don’t give two shits about it, right?”

“Yes, but what if this could be your way out of prison?” she said with a sugary voice, laced with underlying intentions. At your frown, she knew she had your entire attention, so she carried on. “The school board had suggested that you could reintegrate Nevermore academy to look after Mr Galpin during the school year, and prevent some possible…unwanted outbursts.” 

It made you snort, “You want me to babysit him basically. Why would I ever agree?”

Principal Weems pulled another piece of paper from her bag and handed it to you. 

“The board had managed to reach an agreement with the judge,” she explained as your eyes skimmed over the official and fancy-looking document, “If you complete your mission of keeping Mr Galpin out of trouble and graduate at the end of the school year, you won’t have to make the three remaining years in incarceration.” 

You looked up with eyes wide, surprised by the fact the school board had actually succeeded at making such a deal. After all, you weren’t exactly their favorite person. 

“And if I fail?” 

Weems smiled sweetly at you. 

“Well, should he lose control and be neutralized with or without your help, you’ll come back to this lovely place. But we all know you won’t fail, won’t you?”

Her words made you grin. The political motives behind all those decisions were evident, but given you had nothing better to do, this could be an unexpected way out. Still, there was something more you wanted to hear from Weems. 

“Oh I won’t? I wonder what makes you so sure of that,” you ironized with a grin. 

Weems sighed at your bratty behavior, knowing you were playing dumb, “You’re as aware of your pedigree as I am.”

“Yeah but it’ll be sooooo much more pleasant to hear it from you.” 

She held your gaze for a few seconds before giving up and exhaling loudly, “You’re far the most qualified person in hunting a monster, that’s why.” 

A delighted grin stretched your lips, and you held out one of your handcuffed hands to her. 

“Well Principal Weems, you got yourself a deal.” 

Shaking your hand firmly, she gave you a knowing smile. 

“Welcome back to Nevermore Academy Miss Van Helsing.”

[Part.1]

A/N: Hope the prologue interested you! There’s gonna be more explanation about everything in the following chapters, I’m not spilling everything at once uhuh! I want to finish at least two chapters before starting posting them, I’m working on it! :DD

Thanks everyone for reading, I hope you enjoyed this part ♥

Hope you’re all doing okay, take care of you ♥

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[t00obsessed]

[Image description: mostly pencil-drawn drawings of Perry the Platypus and Dr Doofenshmirtz on a blue sticky note, which is stuck on the page of a blank, small sketchbook. All except the first of the drawings are in a simplistic style.

In the top left is a doodle of a headshot of Perry the Platypus in the shows style. Under it is a teeny-tiny drawing of Doofenshmirtz’s head. Next to the first Perry doodle are two Perry’s in the simplistic artstyle: first in secret agent mode, then next to it in pet-mode.

On the middle of the note is a full-body drawing of Doofenshmirtz with an evil expression. On the top right is an angry Doofenshmirtz on the ground trying to shoot his inator; this one is drawn in black marker. Then on the left of it is a drawing of an inator.

In the middle left is Doofenshmirtz and Perry looking down from the balcony, with Doof saying, “Do you see this shit Perry the platypus?” With the characters drawn in black pen.

On the bottom are Doofenshmirtz and Perry the Platypus sitting at a candlelit dining table. Doofenshmirtz is talking and has his menu closed in front of him. Perry’s looking at him while holding open his menu.

On the bottom right are three drawings of Platypus Doofenshmirtz. The highest one is just his head, the middle one is a full-body shot, the lowest one is a full-body shot but bigger than the previous.

On the very bottom of the right are pet-mode Perry and Platypus Doofenshmirtz both on all fours, with text on top of them saying, “krkrkrkr” (the platypus noise).

On the very top right, “Aug 2023” is written. End ID.]

[taekook2897]

Hello everyone :) I hope each one of you is doing well!!!!

I am new here krkrkrkr so I just kinda discovered how it works!!!

I am looking for a partner for a taekook roleplay (and I would really love to play Koo). We shall find the prompt together!!!

Thank you so much and have a good day/night!

[sloubs]

j'allais te dire que aa est actuellement dans secrets d'histoire mais je vois que tu l'as déjà remarqué mdr (je devienne folle)

krkrkrkr quand j'ai vu le thème de l'émission je SAVAIS qu'il allait être là mdr (je devienne folle aussi)