#post [ ic musing ]

[hellsmayflower]

"National boyfriend week,huh? So....who's my boyfriend?"

[glaciescustodia]

Huh, its no wonder he liked this view so much. Outside the view of this height, inns had always been a perfect spot to prey on. And with Lantern Rite came plenty more sleeping folks from all over, not just Liyueans.

For now, he's had much to devour already, so he can wait for another night.

[valvesoftware]

sighs deeply

[justsescape]

Thank you for all of the boobening you grant the internet, Just.

"Don't encourage that idiot! My chest is already big enough to smother a damn car, and I absolutely won't tolerate any mo-"

"... mo-... ...mooOOOOOooooo~..."

[evilgirljesus]

I think I am attracted to the perverted

[pxrifiedmxniac]

...

bleps to you~ ♥

[tapuhauko]

"Alola! Welcome to the eight o'clock news! We have a special guest to conclude the episode today, so stay tuned..."

They're trembling on their feet, eyes staring down at their custom made sandals. The hooded cape they're wearing is heavy on their back and shoulders, but it's needed for just a little bit longer. The host reads the news as they wait out of view with the camera crew. They can't help but notice stares from the others in the studio. Their get-up was out of the ordinary for sure... Still, they're incredibly pleased with the outfit Sirio made especially for them. It fit them. It boosted their confidence. It was light, and airy, and all sensory issues were taken care of, like tags and the like. But most importantly... it made him feel like he could take on the world.

Hala had arranged for them to be on the news. The prime time spot, even. Tons of people would be watching... Is this the right choice? They wave the thought away. Too late to back out, and... it was time to do something for himself for once. The time for them to enter the spotlight approaches steadily. A trembling hand slips into their pocket, pulling up their phone. They scan over the last reassuring messages from Hala, Maleah and Sirio. They're rooting for them. They hadn't told anyone else. It was bound to be a big surprise. Maybe it was better that way. His stomach is doing flips just thinking about what everyone was going to say once this was over. Would it be positive? Negative? He hoped the first, and feared the latter. It's time. The spotlights are even brighter than expected when the host calls them forward from behind the scenes. Things feel like they're going in slow motion as he steps into the studio, positioning himself smack dab in the middle of the assigned area. The host does her spiel, introducing him ('but he doesn't need much introducing, right everyone?'). Hau does his best to ignore the anxiety overloading his brain. Yeah. Of course they knew him. But if they didn't, then they might after this... A deep breath, studio quiet as can be. "Thank you all for having me. I'll keep it brief." Undoing a button, they take off the hooded cape combo. Gasps fill the studio as he reveals his functioning wings. Camerapeople exchange looks with the host, which in turn tries her best to stay calm. "I'm truly sorry for keeping this from you all for so long..."

Hau pauses between sentences, both for the message to land properly and to think of his next words carefully.

"But I am sharing my secret with you all today, live on TV. I was bestowed a gift by the Tapu. It gave me powers, and these wings. I request you don't go looking for this gift yourself, and to respect the boundaries of our guardian deities." There's muttering around him everywhere, along with surprised and confused faces. Part of him wants to prove it right here and then, but he doesn't owe anyone an in depth explanation.

Hau bows politely, forcing a smile onto their face. "Please respect the privacy of me and my loved ones, too. I'll do my best to help out Alola where I can... But please keep in mind I will also be living my life for me. Thank you."

And with that, they give an Alolan wave, before exiting the stage again without any more elaboration. They're headed right for the dressing room, heart beating in their throat from nerves still. Time to contact Sirio.

[livef1sh]

Anyway. Hey.

[nezu-spiketown]

“People like t’say “Oh Nezu ya need t’ make friends”, or “I’m your friend”, or kitsch shite like “friends are found family”, but don’t understand that some ‘a’ us got real issues.

We aren’t perfect over here, mate.

Not by a long shot.

Imma collection of problems an’ trauma, so either you’re cool with it or you’re not. I can’t be anythin’ but me. Take it or leave it. It’s why imma loner, ya feel?

Pffft.

I do m’best but what can ya expect? Imma dark type. We get quiet an’ isolatory from time t’time.

Learn t’trust th’ “relationship” an’ enjoy th’ silence. Trust I’m not as bad as I can be or wanna be sometimes. I just need m’space an’ m’solitude ya feel? It’s part a’ m’creatve process. It isn’t personal. I got no hate in me, an’ I always come back around after a few days or so. I’m loyal to th’ bone, just not extroverted. Be chill.”

[employee052]

messin around with the manga tools in csp using a manga im reading as reference sdjfh (feat. narry as sensei only hes a bitch /aff)

[hellsmayflower]

"I have no problems wishing DILFS a very happy father's day."

[ourgrief]

[   𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝   𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞   𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡   𝐚   𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞   ]   :      pick   one   picture   from   each   row   ❪   for   example:   1a♥︎   or   2b★,   etc.   ❫   to   build   your   desired   aesthetic.   comment   your   picks   &.   get   a   starter   from   the   muse   from   my   roster   that   your   choice   corresponds   to   !   multis   —   please   specify   muse   on   your   end   <3

[rinnysmuses]

HITS HIS BROTHER WITH A PILLOW INSTEAD.

[justsescape]

"Oh, Just left the computer on! Let's see what he posted yesterday..."

"..."

"HE'S WRITING ABOUT ME?! HOW MANY OF THESE ARE THERE?!"

[npdclaraoswald]

Reading a fic where McGucket sees all of the Bill shit in the study and Ford says that they're artifacts he found along with the cave painting. And like, Bill has been harassing people to build that portal for thousands of years, it is actually totally possible that Ford found that gold statue after one of Bill's previous marks made it. But it literally never occurred to me that he didn't commission that thing himself

[a-hell-of-a-time]

Cue Andrealphus pushing his ice magic to the limits as he tried to keep Stolas's palace a winter wonderland, until he eventually slumps into a chair, looking absolutely spent.

"I...detest...summer."