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A LOUD LAUGH escapes his lips.
โ OH PLEASE , IF I was interested in killing you off .. I wouldโve done so by now. I DONโT USUALLY hold myself back from gaining such a lovely soul. โ
โ BUT HOW ABOUT THIS .. HOW would you like to play a tiiinnyy little game with me , hm ? IโM FEELING generous. โ
#๐ฉธ | | ๐ผ๐๐ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐ ; ๐ผ๐ ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ผ๐๐ / ic.#opens tbt#anyway here's a random thing
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she's just put down the container of flour, balancing the tray of croissants in her hand to put in the front case when the bell dings ,
" just a minute !, "
rosie moves to the tray to one arm, hurrying towards the front where she puts it down, wiping her hands on her apron with a wide smile , welcome to babycakes, it's muffin monday! "
#opens tbt#main ยป but my head was underwater#yes its thursday but rosie loves muffin monday so its happening
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A RACE , SOMETHING this blue blur has always been good at .. never lost one and never planned to. which is why heโs already in first place , a wide smirk on his face as he speeds through the forest , beeping coming from a gadget attached to his wrist from the two-tailed genius. There was a chaos emerald in the area and apparently , he wasnโt the only one looking for it.
โ ha ! gotta keep up pace if you wanna get to the prize ! And just so you know , you donโt get anything by being a SLOWPOKE. โ
SONIC PICKS UP HIS OWN PACE very slightly as much as he loves a bit of taunting , he has to also focus on his own goal at hand .. and he had to make sure he got there first no matter the cost.
HE COULD almost do this all day. Just running through the forest , letting the wind flow through his quills .. ah , maybe another time when there wasnโt a mission at hand.
โ how โbout a bet , huh ? make things more interesting โ whoever loses buys the winner a dinner ! โ now was not the time for jests ..
#002. โ
* ๐ ; ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐ฟ ๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฟ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฟ ! / sonic the hedgehog.#opens tbt#why is this longer than what I usually do what the hell#anyway hi guys technically this is me finishing a draft bc this was in there yesterday โ
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as somebody who isn't a timkon shipper but respects their beliefs, it is so fun watching everybody lose their shit every time you update bbts. you go you funky lil shippers i am studying you like bugs. i would read it myself for the full experience but miscommunication is my arch nemesis and i never win our battles. peace and love though. <3
โas somebody who isn't a timkon shipper but respects their beliefsโ has to be one of the funniest phrases that has ever landed in my inbox. thank you for your allyship
#iโm always trying to define the line between misunderstanding and miscommunication for my own purposes#i feel like bbts leans more toward misunderstanding overall#but iโm open to interpretations on that#tbt to me being like โch5 is not as much of a cliffhangerโ and THAT was up for debate#anyway whatever it is i fully respect that itโs not for everyone and iโm glad you get some secondhand amusement out of it anyway ๐ซก#asks#my fic
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โง ยปโฃ Open Starter
(it's my first ever one please have mercy)
Rain, he couldn't remember the last time he felt it. It pricked against his face in a weird way he couldn't understand - waking slowly as he slowly gained feeling once more.
Despite realizing he was face down in concrete the first feelings that came back to him were unkind and cruel - it was a horrible pain in every bone of his body. A sharp ringing ripped through his ears as everything became too much on his senses. The shock of it all was a struggle within itself but it felt like getting up was an even harder task to do.
His body felt weak and for the first time in awhile he felt utterly defeated and vulnerable. Laying on the concrete like an utter fool without a way to defend himself - whatever higher being there could've been felt dead to him now.
Seconds to Minutes to Hours. Time continued on despite his troubles and it pissed him off to no end for some reason. Though with that time he finally gained the strength to push against the concrete and sit up in a kneeling position.
"Dammit Deimos what have you gotten yourself into now..." The man was referring to himself - Deimos. A previous agent of the A.A.H.W before he sought out 'greener pastures' regarding work some may say. A rebellious man, a heavy smoker, an annoyance. He's referred to as many things but in this moment of time the only thing you could call him would be completely lost.
He'd cough a bit, feeling in his mouth before spitting out a loose tooth. "Well shit... that ain't gonna grow back." He grumbled to himself, clenching the small bone in an angry fist before simply shoving it into his pant pocket. "Whatever, maybe Doc can glue it back in or some..thing?" Deimos cut himself off as he finally lifted his head to finally see where he landed himself.
Luckily it seemed like the area he was in was a secluded parking lot, but nothing made sense as he would continue to rapidly glance around; finding trees, a cloudy sky that wasn't the shade of red he grew accustom to... It was as if everything was back to normal before all hell broke loose.
"What the.. What the hell?!" He tried to get up, whether to examine things further or try to run from his current reality - he'd fail. Knees buckling under him with a speed he didn't know was possible and groaning at the impact; knees feeling like they were about to crack under the abrupt pressure of his body.
"Fuck! That hurt..." Things were closing in on his psyche and the world felt like a soup of colors and barely understandable shapes. "Where the hell am I.. 'cause this is definitely not Nevada..."Deimos would speak to himself.
Though he maybe realized far too late that he wasn't alone, just another 'fun' surprise the vast universe decided to throw at him. Reaching for the gun in his utility belt he'd draw the weapon towards the sound of footsteps. "Who's there?!" He'd yell out - vision ever blurry but by God was he ready to fight to survive.
#โฅ open starter#๐๐๐๐๐ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐. | Deimos#.crossover tbt#deimos#crossover#crossover rp#multimuse rp#madness combat#madcom rp#madcom#madness combat rp#rp blog#roleplay blog
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It Takes Two! โ
#me and najma core โก#i opened my world tour file on muscle memory when i went to make this. i make too many barb gifs#koppaiterocker#dreamworks trolls#trolls#trolls band together#tbt#trolls viva#it takes two#trolls poppy#poppy and viva#trolls gif#gifset#beeps gifs#yaay veev content (its half of what i produce)
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what is everyoneโs two truths and a lie??? Iโll start:
Iโve been bobsledding. Iโve been bungee jumping. Iโve been parasailing.
#anyway#tbt to when I used to post open ended text posts on the reg as a dashboard check in#miss it!!!!#Iโve been here so long I should go back to my old habits tbh
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new twins muses below ! consider this a starter call for them :3
the males
kingsley fox ; straight โ> rudy pankow.
greyson fox ; pansexual -> rudy pankow.
jase banks ; straight -> drew starkey.
gage banks ; pansexual -> drew starkey.
the females
hera price ; pansexual -> madison bailey.
myra price ; straight -> madison bailey.
bria diaz ; straight -> fiona palomo.
nia diaz ; pansexual -> fiona palomo.
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Beach Week with Hotelier!Vox and Vark - Open Starter
Hardly a day into the trip, and already there was some kind of chaos going on. He'd raised his eyebrows at Charlie using the intercom to explicitly ban any soul dealings, sure, but based on his experiences with the hotel, Vox can't say he's surprised. The only difference here was that for one blessed week, none of it was his problem.
And that had remained true, for about twelve hours. Just a man and his hellshark having a nice little walk along the farther reaches of the beach. Vark had enjoyed a little bit of fishing and a great deal of rolling around in the sand, and Vox had enjoyed watching him from a suitable distance that avoided getting sand or fish guts on his nice linens. Now they were ambling back to the resort at about dinnertime.
Or they were supposed to be. Vark perks up when they approach the pool. He bounds forward; Vox stumbles before losing the leash.
"VARK!" he yells, far too late. A couple hundred pounds of sand-coated hellshark pelts headlong into the pool, swamping any poolgoers unfortunate enough to be in the vicinity.
#open to anyone participating including non mutuals!#hazbin hotel beach week#hazbin hotel beach week: open#Tune into the madness | In character#tbt open starter
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you've received a notification from joshua washington!
joshua washington has sent you $1000
reason for request: thinking of u
#josh tbt#open tbt#i love doing text stuff so#i have to get the car worked on and do some work around the house and for the business but#expect me today
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OPEN PARA
Arriving at the airport, Thea was more than ready for this trip to Paris. She wanted to visit some of the stores and see anything related to gaming there as well. She waited for her flight to be called and she kept to herself with her headphones on listening to her music.
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โ music gives people life and hope. Music gave me my upbringing. && I want music to be as inspirational to others as it was for me. โ LYING THROUGH HER TEETH , she says.
โ wouldnโt you want the same ? To inspire others ? Give them something special in their lives ? โ
#002. โ
* ๐ถ ; ๐
๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฟ๐๐. / hoshino ai.#opens tbt
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SMALL PLOT CALL. Like this post if youโd be interested in discussing some very basic, baseline details to start interactions off. This is my attempt to get the ball rolling with some mutuals I have been struggling to get interactions started with (either due to executive function on MY end or due to waiting for the other person to reach out).
This is open to mutuals I do NOT currently have ongoing interactions with (for those w/ multiple blogs: if we have interactions on one blog but not another, this counts as having interactions in this context).
Specifying muse/fandom is helpful, but not required (but if you DO want to start somewhere specific PLEASE do say so & I will do my best on that front).
As well, a note below for those who followed me first & have yet to interact:
I have a handful of mutuals who followed me first & have not reached out to interact at all, & we have been mutuals for months. If this applies to you, & we have been mutuals for more than two months, this is your opportunity before I start clearing out my follower list. I keep my following small to not overload my dash, & I am not here just to boost someoneโs follower count.
If you canโt remember who followed who first, then please consider liking this post to get interactions going, or reach out to me directly. Otherwise, I may assume you just have me around for follower count & Iโm not about that.
#plot call tbt.#let me be clear. I struggle with executive function. I know what motivates my brain. okay????#so yes. liking this kind of thing is INFINTELY helpful because it helps kick my brain into gear.#itโs the equivalent of opening the door so I donโt keep walking face first into it#or trying to bang my head on it to break it down to get through
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open to anyone (w, nb), mutuals and nonmutuals
premise: surprising them on valentine's day by taking the morning off (thinking a casual, non-exclusive relationship that sees him catching feelings, but if you have other ideas, go for it!)
"Happy Valentine's Day," Nathaniel says with a grin. There may not have been any formal plans to celebrate the holiday, but that doesn't seem to deter him any as he steps inside. His schedule is usually pretty predictable, but skipping morning skate had been worth it to surprise them. "I know we said it doesn't have to be a whole thing, and it still doesn't." Though the look in his eyes reflects otherwise. "I mean it's not a real holiday, right? But I was thinking we could go out after the game tonight."
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I do think Stroud cheapens his narratives by giving both series I've read a secret big bad from the marginalized/mistreated group who's been manipulating the human big bad. I'd assume it was because the child heroes can't kill humans but his child heroes kill quite a few humans so idk. A matter of scale perhaps. I am envisioning a children's fantasy series that ends with a 15 year old government employee shooting the prime minister and I'm enjoying it greatly but I can see why theoretical publishers might not approve.
#nathaniel is too much of a bootlicker to shoot the prime minister. tragically#tbt is the bigger offender in my eyes because the finale is essentially#'our heroes suppress an enslaved revolt' which. let's take a step back for a second#but I also think it weakens the quite effective critique of capitalism to imply marissa's being at least semi-mind controlled#let her have walked into the evil bodyjacking ceo thing with both eyes wide open. it's ok#anyway now I'm thinking back to that asoue fanart that's like#book 14: the glorious gun#mgmlb#lockwood and co#the bartimaeus trilogy
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Meows convincingly.
#โค tฮฑke onlั ษฏhฮฑt ัou need | open starter#.kuro tbt#\\ kdsgvadnv im sorry i was looking through icons
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