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[rubiesintherough]

∗ 1o﹕ sender  wields  a  [ knife ]  at  receiver . @ Peggy! spooky ghost encounters??

@toonsupe​​

This had to be the most exciting thing that’d happened in the house in a long time, and Peggy couldn’t be happier.  For the past couple months, she’d had to watch this place she loved ransacked, remodeled, and restructured into a crime den. All attempts at scaring them off were pointless... none of them could see her, and everything else she tried --- knocking shit over, opening and slamming doors, sending her whispers echoing through the halls --- were all written off with a   “ yeah, that’s weird, get back to work ” ... much to her growing frustration. 

So, when the door got kicked in and sent the goons scattering, she couldn’t help pumping her fist in the air. Yelled,  “ Get ‘em! Kick their asses! “    from her spot in the corner, with the enthusiasm of someone watching their favorite sports team score. Didn’t know who these new guys were coming in, and she frankly didn’t care. So long as they got rid of these assholes... And, in her opinion, the excitement was over way too soon. As the last of the unwelcome tenants were rounded up, she saw them off with a lively showing of flipping them a double bird, then shrugged her shoulders and figured that was it.  

Didn’t expect to hear somebody loitering behind. Big guy in a dark mask, who seemed to be looking right at her, in fact... Peggy’s brow scrunched and she peered over her shoulder, positive he must’ve been looking at something behind her. But, when she glanced back, there was a knife in his hands. And, yeah, he was definitely looking at her. The spirit’s hand shot up, shoving a finger into her own chest, a  “ who me? “  gesture of befuddled confusion. 

             “ You stabbing that thing my way? ‘Cause, if you are, I have a whole bunch of questions... starting with, 1. hold the entire phone, you can see me? “ 

[moeblob]

Sorry I forgot Hanneman suggested Byleth undress after they show up with a different hair color. And I miss Hanneman. And also while swapping between Houses and Hopes and seeing Hanneman pop up to help in a Hopes paralogue is just devastating since he doesn't ever actually join you at all and I am denied my old man rights.

So I had to draw this. Thank you for understanding.

[autism-alley]

if any of y’all know of a pjo/pjo show crit friendly discord server hit me up or so help me i might make one myself

[bmpmp3]

finished up that Yume no Tobira cover with the VirVox dudes i was working on! It took me so long to balance the audio levels and make the video that Voicevox had a major update between me starting and finishing LOL

[acaciapines]

i need to talk about the dess raises kris au. or im gonna explode.

[voxxisms]

@radiomurdeer whispered a line ;; more angst prompts ( accepting! ) "Say that to my face."

❝ what, did you already forget? ❞

the words were sharp, fueled by an angry heat. it was so easy to lean into sometimes, to really force himself to feel a hatred that sat deep in his heart. was it real? was it a true disdain for alastor? no. but it fueled some of his words && actions nonetheless, it mixed in his heart with everything else he felt for the other sinner, marring it into something uncomfortable, confusing. something he did not ever know what to do with, && especially something overwhelming when he laid eyes on him.

❝ i asked you what you think you're doing in my territory. ❞

he had originally said it to alastor's back, too. hoping to catch him off guard, having transported himself behind him for a reason. but now alastor had demanded him say it to his face, so here he was. eyes narrowed, refusing to meet his gaze, because how could he? that would be too close, he would be fully vulnerable, then.

[lrdvyke]

why should it hurt so much? + diallos

❛ Why shouldn't it? ❜ Vyke returns the question back to Diallos, a little more bite than there should have been within his voice as he does so. Tarnished are still coming in, still pushing through the mist and carving deep into the Lands Between. Why should they not? It is not as if you have burnt the thorns yet and claimed the throne. It is not as if there are others more fitting. More Runes to be had. More demigods to fell. More more more more more—Vyke grits his teeth, a breath comes out in a quiet hiss as he smothers an echoing voice and drowns it in his empty mind.

The cover of his helm is enough to calm.

❛ Give me a person here still in their right mind who found no ills within this land, ❜ he continues, reflective almost with nothing of the short anger he once held. ❛ Give me a person with no ills and only success following their steps, I will rethink everything I have come to know of that which lays beyond the sea of fog. It is only pain you will find. Broken minds and sorrow—if you have yet to find it yourself, it has already found you. Hounding you from the shadows. Behind every corner, ready to attach itself to your back and dig, and dig, and dig, until that once sturdy spine of yours breaks. Just like the rest of them. ❜

He blinks.

Returning to the present. Vyke stares at Diallos through the slit of his helm, clouded blue eyes with a pale red hint.

❛ Keep that question for later. You will not be able to ask it when your mouth is filled with the blood you say your oaths to. ❜

@saovaene !

[todayisafridaynight]

if i think bout ichi going to jiro kasuga's grave and arakawa accompanying him Maybe At Least Once i just might explode

[murcielagatito]

fellas is it gay to be the manager of a superstar idol whos slowly falling out of trends bc the industry is evil and fucked up and hates when women show any signs of not being 20yo anymore and you can literally not say no to her even though its literally your job so you make sure she doesnt like accidentally hurt herself so yall go on this wild ass adventure to help her make a song that she doesnt even wanna make for december so her ass doesnt get dropped from the label and then you think shes falling in love with this dad but turns out she literally just was trying to write this song so you think like perhaps theres hope after all except you also think she only sees you as a manager bc yall kissed that one time years ago but never spoke about it again bc yall were both drunk but she literally loves you and when yall get drunk she carries you up the stairs and gets you in bed as best she can bc shes a twig of a woman but that didnt stop her from making sure you made it to bed and youre like basically her only friend and the lines blurred so long ago that you cant remember anymore when you stopped caring about her strictly as a manager/idol and now care about her as so much more?

[rosefromdeath1]

@mvndrvke ♥ ( BELLA ) liked for a starter

Gabriella couldn't help but give a sympathetic look over Bella's way. Though she didn't have the mind reading gift of her adoptive brother (not that she would've been able to read Bella's mind) she could tell by her face alone that something was indeed up. "Are you and Jacob fighting again?" Gabriella asked softly, her kind voice anything but filled with judgement. After all, it wasn't her place.  She sat down beside Bella, her warm doe eyes lingering over, "Did you want to talk about it?"

[samwisefamgee]

god wants me to kill myself sooooo fucking bad lately lol nice try bitch im queer

[strcngergirls]

@pumpkinstabs​ ♥ starter call from max!

Max had only ever seen him in school, passing by him in the hallways or sitting behind him in a class or two. If things were normal, she never would’ve thought much of him. She already had enough weird friends and she didn’t need another. But something about him pulled at her, tugging like a rope connected to both of them. It was strange, but then again most things in this town seemed to fall under that jurisdiction. 

“Have we met before?” It’s a stupid idea to talk to him, and its even stupider of a question to ask, but before she can talk herself out of it, the words have fallen from her lips and there’s no turning back. “You look familiar for some reason.”

[ichoriism]

   Kiha stares off through the office window. Seoul’s skyline shines in all its magnificence. Sunlight bounces from glass to steel, back and forth, unlimited, unmatched. The contract he was supposed to read before is in the same order it was when he received it. A life of fame has blossomed for him and the withering edges are starting to show. The frayed ends of his career become more prominent every day and those papers are proof of it. 

   ❛ I just have one question, ❜ he speaks, uncaring of coming across as rude to the other. Formalities have no place amidst agony. Hazel hues find the lawyer’s gaze. ❛ Would you accept a contract like this? ❜ 

   At 30, fans will continue to outgrow him; they will move on with their lives, will forget about making him the reason of their existence and soon Kiha will become a bittersweet memory of easier times. He has the experience and the talent to continue making hits—but the face… the face is aging, time is passing, unwilling to extend him the courtesy of waiting for him to catch up. The company wants to make him a man behind the scenes—bury his career in deadly peace. He has sold his tears and blood for a chance of success and Kiha attained it—is it really time to give up? ❛ If you were me, would you truly be okay accepting these terms? ❜ 

feat. DAEHYUN ( @dencesin )

[milehighmechanic]

@thrownsoul

it’s just getting dark on campus. tony stark, nineteen year old genius, halfway through his second PhD, just starting to make a name for himself ( in scientific circles, mostly, but as a party boy, yeah, that too ) is winding his way towards the nearest fast food joint. he’d only been visiting to talk to one of the professors, but then somebody had found out he was on campus and suckered him in to giving a surprise guest lecture. which is always fun, it’s great seeing other students’ expressions when somebody younger than most of them walks up to the blackboard. 

the point is that it’s practically dark, it’s later than he intended to be, and he’s in a city he’s not particularly familiar with. the point is, plenty of people had opportunity to find out that there’s a naive rich boy wandering the streets. 

the point is the empty street, and the hand on his shoulder, and the shove sideways into a wall, and the whack over the head that makes him see stars----------

there’s hands trying to go through his pockets. and then, abruptly, there’s not. tony looks up and thinks that he must have hit his head really, really hard.

[meanderfall]

"it's hideous but it will be delicious" - me about the scallion flatbread im making

[vervainlacedveins-1]

@multistoty​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ♥ ( STEFAN ) liked for a starter

It wasn't rare for Eva to return home after a tiring day at school to a large, empty household. After all, her father was often busy with his own requirements and they had both always been fairly independent people. But what was rare was for Eva to return home one day to the Salvatore Boarding House to find someone inside without her father present. Oh, the startled human girl had almost stumbled right over her feet with fright into the main room: freezing in her tracks with a sharp gasp. Who on earth was this? Eva didn't recall her father giving her any warning that someone would be visiting. Her heart raced hard and fast as she stammered out, "W-Who the hell are you? What are you doin' in my house?!"