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forget school, i want to be an italian sandwich. - beppe
"That's...I'm not going to trample your dreams, but I can't see that going well for you."
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@plutosighs ( kitten ) said "is now a good time to tell you i'm afraid of heights?" [ x ]
Richard looked to the female and smiles softly. He knew about fears very well, after all he was afraid of hurricanes. He had one bad experience being caught in one and it changed him. "No need to be ashamed of having fears. I'm afraid of hurricanes." he reassured them. He wasn't one to judge someone on their fears, that just wasn't him. He stood from the window of the 5th story floor of the building, looking toward them he gave a reassuring smile. " -- don't worry about it. Just don't look down and you'll be fine."
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❝ i may have insulted the wrong person. ❞ -juice
"Juice? Let me tell you something. You are...so lucky I don't do curses. Cause if I did, you'd be spitting thumbtacks for a week!"
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▸ @plutosighs ⟶ ❛ “You look a little seasoned.” - Ted @ Tweek! ❜ ╱ ( legacies , accepting . )
Tweek has been awake for a while, a couple days at least, flinching at any sound his house makes. The paranoia compounds on itself, spurned on by sleep deprivation, which means Ted’s statement causes him to stand straight up, filled with abject terror.
Maybe it’s because he works with a lot of food in his parents’ coffeehouse, but he associates being seasoned with being edible. He is now in the presence of a cannibal, and he lets out a shriek as he steps back.
“I’m not, I’m not!” he says, raising his arms in front of him defensively. That lasts only a moment before the image of Ted taking a chunk out of his arm flashes in his mind, and he folds his arms tightly around his ribs to protect his organs.
“I-I’m really bland, actually, and—and not cooked! And tiny! So, you should eat an adult instead; they’d taste way better.” It sounds too much like he has experience with cannibalism, so adds, “I—I mean, I think so…”
#ic :: ( tweek )#int :: ( answered )#ver :: main ( tweek )#plutosighs#//ted went ''you have seen some SHIT'' and he's not even wrong LKJFDSJKDF
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@plutosighs ♥'d for a random book-inspired starter for kitten
"It's a hobby of mine, I guess." BJ turned the bottle cap over in his palm and squeezed it tightly so that the sharp edges dug into his skin. "I've always liked collecting them. Like the way they feel and sound in my pockets."
The bar was quiet in its after-hours, most patrons gone for the night while the few lingering had bellies too full of whiskey to cause a fuss, half-dozing at their table while the barkeep counted down the minutes before they could officially kick them out. The entertainers had finished their singing and their music, and Barry James had found himself sitting with one in the back corner. She called herself Kitten, but he figured she was even less "Kitten" than he was "BJ". That is to say... he admired her, really. Her courage, to be someone else so fully. That sort of bravery was dangerous.
BJ opened his hand and let the beer cap roll off onto the table. Tonight was one of the rare few when he wasn't technically working, dragged along to London by some lonely old politician who wanted mericiful little from him beyond something pretty to look at and keep him company. Said politician, however, as they always were, was strict about being seen in public with him. There was only so much risk that they would take with votes on the line, but BJ was more than glad to leave the big wigs to bump elbows whenever business called. It gave him some time and money to do things just for himself, for Barry James.
"Not a very interesting hobby," he admitted. Then, sparing an almost shy look up at Kitten, he asked, "Have you always liked to sing?"
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@plutosighs ( leyania ) said “Ugh, I can’t stay mad at you.”
"I - well that's a relief. I was worried you'd be upset I couldn't fix the replicator in your quarters like you wanted." the Bolian paused, looking down at his PADD. "Chief will have to come look at it later, but in the mean time -- do you want to go to ten forward instead?" He wanted to offer her amends for not being able to fix the replicator in her quarters because of something malfunctioning that he had to go bad to engineering to get the right tools for. He would try again to fix it though.
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" hi. " his fingers reflexively clench around his guitar case's leather handle. nervous habit. one of his only permanent belongings. " sure you're okay with me crashing on your couch? "
#not sure why seppe is in leeds but u kno....#boy needs a couch#toby.#verse one.#plutosighs#plutosighs: giuseppe.
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@plutosighs asks: ✿ for bill or ted !!!
PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME. always accepting.
FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mine's ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours' ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muse's side ] / unrequited [ from my muse's side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mine's wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours' wing / other
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other
#ooc.#answered.#plutosighs#try bill AND ted!!!#but yes i need these three to be buds and i want marty to help teach them how to play guitar for real#they also need to have All the time traveling adventures...#thanks so much for sending this in!!!
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@plutosighs as beppe said: “Here, kid. Getcha something nice today.” Beppe offers 20 bucks, then slips another five with it. It’s not much, but…it’ll sure get Mutt something.
happy (belated) national dog day, mutt!
mutt opens his mouth, full-ready to object -- but his teeth click shut against each other a beat later.
if he uses only one of the bills for food, and the rest for bus tickets out of town, or anything else, that's his business. he blinks, swallows, shoves the money into his pocket. doesn't know what it matters to giuseppe if he gets something nice today, or not.
" -- you wanna go get a burger? " it's easier to look after other people.
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▸ @plutosighs ⟶ ❛ “the more that you say, the less i know.” -kitten! ❜ ╱ ( evermore , accepting . )
“Yes, I seem to have that effect on people,” Simon confessed, looking up at the clouds, seeming bewildered. “Including, perhaps most notably, myself.” Upon that admission, he broke into bright laughter and shook his head.
“Honestly, most people find it to be absolutely dismal stuff—what, with our universe being controlled by malevolent gods who puked us into the world solely out of a desire to torment us—so I can’t blame anyone for their eyes glazing over. If it’s any consolation, even people who are invested in the carnage haven’t a clue what’s going on most of the time!” He spoke about the end of civilization as they knew it playfully, as if it might be a movie scene or a happy song. It was not intended for Kitten to take seriously. The more she understood about it, the worse off people like he and Jonah would likely be. Probably. So much of what they did came down to guesswork.
“I know someone who is working on a ritual for one of those gods as we speak, but even he’s kind of cobbling it together as he goes along.” To lessen the severity of what he said, that his friend was trying to end the world, Simon shrugged and added, “Isn’t that the most anyone can do about anything, though—stumble around a dark kitchen and hope what you produce at the end of it is even remotely edible?”
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"I'm feeling strange inside, as if something as taken my mind!" -Spock
"Are you possessed, or experiencing feelings you don't understand? Because I have tiny bottles of Holy water in my quarters if it's the first one."
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@plutosighs as penny said: the only way i know what’s right and wrong is the way i feel about things.
a tree grows in brooklyn.
it's been two months since toby died, five since finn -- mom said she needed situations like these to throw herself into. take her mind off all of that. make life a little easier, bit by bit.
doesn't mean she has to like it.
she tears her gaze away from people-watching to peer at the older girl over the edge of her knuckles. she'd really only been looking for greta in the crowded food court, wondering where she went off to and why she left her alone with one of her friends when they hardly know each other.
" that so? " shit, what's she supposed to say? " i didn't. mean that defensively. -- kinda how everyone works, i guess. going by how they feel about things, i mean. "
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@plutosighs ( kitten ) said "the last time i trusted someone... well, let's just say it didn't work out the way i hoped it would."
Richard paused in thought, listening to Kitten speak. He understood what she was going through with trust. It was a bit hard to trust people these days, and even for him with his line of work. Always searching for underlining meanings to things and always putting a puzzle together. Some people could hide the truth very well, as he witnessed countless of times when interviewing suspects and even victims. "Maybe it's the way people tend to want to hide things from others. It doesn't mean y'can't trust them. It means you learn that not everyone can be trustworthy." he paused, looking over to her. " -- who hurt you?" he questioned in concern. His friend's well being was at the top of his list, and with his resources at work he could do something if it were criminal in nature.
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❝ would you like to go on a walk with me ? ❞ -juice
"Fer sure! Let's swing by Mainstreet, 'kay? There's this reaallly cute little herb shop I wanna show you."
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▸ @plutosighs ⟶ ❛ “Sorry no time for bitchy banter.” - bill @ craig! ❜ ╱ ( legacies , accepting . )
Craig walks faster to keep up with Bill’s longer legs. He has no idea where they’re going, but he has determined that he must follow on principle at this point. Bill is in a hurry to somewhere, and Craig is delighted at the opportunity to make a nuisance out of himself, even if it doesn’t show in his face.
“Skill issue,” he says. “There’s always time if you know how to multitask.” And unfortunately for Bill, Craig does. Bitchiness comes second-nature to most South Park kids, and many of them, including Craig, deal with bullying by being an even bigger bully.
“You just can’t think of anything to say, so you ‘don’t have time,’ and that means I win. Not being able to admit you’re a pussy makes you an even bigger one, you know.”
#ic :: ( craig )#int :: ( answered )#ver :: main ( craig )#plutosighs#//congrats on your babysitting gig bill!
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@plutosighs was on a plane
The take off had been a little shaky. The plane wasn't full, and Simon was glad for it. Glad that there was a little space between himself and the other person in his row. No one in the middle seat! And he got the window seat! Even with a shaky takeoff, it was all looking like it was going to be okay!
Then the turbulence started.
It wasn't much at first. Just a few little bumps here and there. And then the pilot came on and said the flight attendants needed to be seated because the next batch of turbulence was going to be a little more... Aggressive. Simon tried to prepare himself for what that mean. But he was hardly prepared at all.
The plane was rocking, back and forth, side to side, up and down. It was a nightmare, really it was. Simon was trying so hard to hold back his fear, his panic. Trying to keep himself small and contained.
But finally, finally, as the plane jerked upwards again, violently, he burst into tears.
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