#opens tbt

[comhedge]

A LOUD LAUGH escapes his lips.

❝ OH PLEASE , IF I was interested in killing you off .. I would’ve done so by now. I DON’T USUALLY hold myself back from gaining such a lovely soul. ❞

❝ BUT HOW ABOUT THIS .. HOW would you like to play a tiiinnyy little game with me , hm ? I’M FEELING generous. ❞

[salhvation]

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! "

[wiishescametrue]

open;

"What? I think the dress looks good. What's the problem?"

[secr3trings]

A RACE , SOMETHING this blue blur has always been good at .. never lost one and never planned to. which is why he’s 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 wasn’t the only one looking for it.

❝ ha ! gotta keep up pace if you wanna get to the prize ! And just so you know , you don’t get anything by being a SLOWPOKE. ❞

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 wasn’t a mission at hand.

❝ how ‘bout a bet , huh ? make things more interesting — whoever loses buys the winner a dinner ! ❞ now was not the time for jests ..

[vinelark]

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

“as somebody who isn't a timkon shipper but respects their beliefs” has to be one of the funniest phrases that has ever landed in my inbox. thank you for your allyship

[sohn-der-felder]

✧ »➣ 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.

[nxvola]

❝ Hm? What is it? If you want me to be your Valentine then you have to be bitten to death first. ❞

[koppaiterocker]

It Takes Two! ☆

[voxuli]

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.

[serabellyms]

SMALL PLOT CALL. Like this post if you’d 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 someone’s follower count.

If you can’t 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 & I’m not about that.

[erstwhles]

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."

[clonerightsagenda]

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.

[wiishescametrue]

"And I know you said that we're not talking. But I miss you, I'm sorry."

[secr3trings]

❝ 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. ❞ LYING THROUGH HER TEETH , she says.

❝ wouldn’t you want the same ? To inspire others ? Give them something special in their lives ? ❞

[lxmitlxss]

Meows convincingly.

[raftagii]

DATE : JANUARY 14TH 1999 9:00 AM

 LOCATION :   MORNINGSTAR  LABS

TASK  :  DISSECTION OF SUBJECT 001 - JIBRIL 

START WITH THE HEAD AND CUT AROUND TILL THE BRAIN IS EXPOSED. MAKE SURE TO GO DEEP THESE THINGS HAVE A TENDENCY TO HEAL.   THEN CUT AN INCISION FROM THE THROAT DOWN TO THE GROIN.  THERE IS A LOT OF MUSCLE TO GO THROUGH SO YOU MAY HAVE TO MAKE A FEW RUNS DOWN THE BODY.  CLEAVE THE JOINTS ,  REMOVE THE HIPS AND PART THE FEMURS . BUT MAKE SURE THAT BEFORE YOU GO IN YOU DISCARD THE EYES .  THEY WATCH YOU EVEN IN DEATH.

HAVE SOME SORT OF FLAME AT REACH - BURNING ONE OF THEM HURTS THEM MORE THAN A GUN OR BLADE.  THIS IS FOR THE FEAR OF RETALIATION . 

INSERT THE DEVICE QUICKLY IT WILL KEEP THEM CONTROLLED . THIS DOES NOT MEAN TO TAKE YOUR TIME THOUGH.

DO NOT DO THIS ALONE. THEY FEED ON YOUR HUMANITY. 

CONNECTION ESTABLISHED :  [ YOU WILL NOW WITNESS THE SUBJECT AS HIMSELF . ]

THE BRAIN : WHAT WAS IT YOU WERE MADE TO DO ? WHY WAS IT YOU ? CAN IT BE SOMEONE ELSE ? YOU DO NOT LIKE THIS - YOU DO NOT  WANT THIS - YOU ARE TRYING TO CREATE SOMETHING BUT NOTHING IS COMING OUT. 

THE HEART :  YOU HIDE YOURSELF HERE .  KEEP QUIET ON ALL THE THINGS THAT COULD HAVE MATTERED. LEAVING YOU HOME IN  A SWOLLEN WOMB ,  WITH A TWO HEADED LAMB POINTING RIGHT TO INDICATE THE HERD. AND LEFT TO CALL  EVERYTHING  OUT  . OVER WHICH YOU STRETCH OUT - FEELING  TIME PULL A CRUEL JOKE. . THERE IS TOO MUCH UPON YOU AND SO YOUR VOICE GOES DRY LEAVING NOTHING FOR MAN.

THE KIDNEY :  YOU ARE FILTHY / YOU ARE DISGRACED AND HOLLOWED OUT . OVER TOUCHED AND UNDERDRESSED. A STAGE  OF MOMENTS PASSING THROUGH SHELL -SHOCKED VIENS , DISPENSING TIME AS A CURSE.  YOU ARE EVERYTHING WRONG WITH LIFE .  THE CLOSEST TO GOD - THE FIRST TO BE RUINED.  YOU PLAY ABEL BUT ARE OF CAIN.

CUT THE SKIN ,  TAKE THE MUSCLE ,  HOLD THE ORGANS , MAKE A FENCE OUT OF THE BONES.  YOU ARE A PLANET RUN DRY .  HOPE EXTINGUISHED AND SO YOU COME OUT A THOUSAND UGLY WAYS. A TWO HEADED LAMB POINTING LEFT TO TAKE THE WORLD FROM ITS AXIS. 

YOU WASH AND YOU WASH BUT EVERYTHING STILL SMELLS OF HIM . OF THE SWORD THAT LAUGHS AS IT GOES INSIDE - DEEPER THEN ANYTHING HAD THE RIGHT TO BE . JUSTICE WAS NOT FOR YOU , NOT WHEN HE HELD IT . YOU TWIST AND YOU TURN AGAINST THE RESTRAINTS BUT THEY ARE LAUGHING TOO, YOU TURN INTO YOURSELF AND YOU NO LONGER SPEAK. TAKING THE DEITY FROM MAN .

YOU KEEP RUNNING . YOU KEEP GOING DOOR TO DOOR . BUT EACH ONE STOPS EXISTING WHEN YOU GET THERE. AS THOUGH SOMETHING IS TRYING KEEP YOU AWAY FROM YOURSELF. THERE IS NOTHING HERE FOR YOU AND SO YOU FINALLY STOP . YOU FINALLY DISENGAGE AND LET THE BLACK WATERS TAKE YOU OVER. IF THIS WAS TO BE YOUR FATE THAN SO BE IT.

DISENGAGE NOW : BEING IS SHOWING HIGH SIGNS OF AGITATION . DISENGAGE NOW . BEING IS SHOWING HIGH LEVELS OF ANGER. SET IT ON FIRE AND TAKE THE READINGS WITH YOU. FIND THE ONE WITH GOLDEN EYES AND GIVE THEM TO HIM.