#realish

[mrmillipede]

AHHHH OH MY GOD IM BURNING AAAUAUHHHHGHHGGGGGHHH

[shopwitchvamp]

May Preorder Fulfillment Update:

We've finished processing the 21 boxes of clothes that arrived last week, and we're starting on actual fulfillment (packing & shipping preorders) now! The plan is still to get all May Preorders sent out before we reopen the shop on 8/8. It's gonna be a busy final week of our "break", but we should be able to get it done in time 😊

[lepeltge]

“C’mon,” Yunho calls out. “I know a place you can stay.” He turns to keep walking, smiling when the quick sound of the bulgae getting to it’s feet reach him.

Yunho and Mingi met a looooonnngggg time ago. Having been given a mission to steal the moon and failing, Mingi had no intention of going back to the kingdom of darkness. When Yunho found him, he was causing all sorts of trouble to avoid going home. The ever lawful and kind haetae took pity upon the bulgae, bringing him with him to live on the mortal plane.

(See their first meeting on AO3 here!)

[kencoded-kengirl]

gay people do exist textually in succession but only in abstract and absurd ways. lawrence yee in the background of some shots. roman in an earlier version of the script. stewy in the last 20 minutes of the last episode.

[transingthoseformers]

Actually Prowl's well within his rights to be pissed here

You don't just fuck with someone's processor with neither their consent nor knowledge.

Prowl is also full well right to be mad that he hot shot

Fortress Maximus is also totally right to hate Prowl and wish he was the one to shoot him, which lol yeah Prowl pissed a lot of people off and will continue to piss people off.

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

does anyone know where I can find some body type references that include differences in fat distribution, shoulder widths, skeletal frame, musculature, limb to torso ratios, face shapes, etc, that isn't just. one type of fat person to represent all body diversity.

[bandomgay]

I love when interviewers get weirded out by Alex like when he says something totally unrelated but it's related to him or he just starts rambling and getting quieter and they r waiting for him to answer when he's done rambling but that was the answer so they get that little awkward silence till another band member jumps in or when he gets really giddy and he kinda keeps cuting himself off when the interviewer is like what? And the interviewer clearly doesn't understand what he was talking Abt but they just quickly move on to the next thing lmao

[coconutnutmilk]

Realish, god of reality,

They can change their form however they want

[caligocacophony]

What if I just stole LJ retuned him entirely and gave you all back Jeckyllyn Joy. Just some random man. Probably lives in an abandoned Toys-R-Us. He’s permanently exhausted, has a collection of dead birds, and almost exclusively eats mint/mint flavored things.

Totally new man. Different guy entirely. This clown is a different clown. They hate each other. Their hatred is so strong that it balances back out to not recognizing the other what so ever. It’s that serious.

This is totally not me finding a way to redo LJ’s whole existence in my chaos magician ass perspective. Definitely not me skipping a crucial part of the canon to au to oc pipeline because I wanna see two clowns box /sarcasm /silly (this whole post is silly)

[rominasaintofthebud]

im very proud of myself i did all of dark souls 1 remastered today and i DIDNT even cheat myself to level 300. i only did that once id done everything else and wanted to try and twoshot gwyn with dark bead

[goatpaste]

Anyone else love to associate random orginal world jojo character traits and design aspects to the reset world characters

Like you look at them, they're their own guy but your like

Theirs a lil recipe of some other bitches in there, fell in the soup while god restarted the world

[cuntstable]

anyways when a characters whole deal is that they fail to cope with the immense weight of loss and grief and it haunts them for the rest of their life. well. what can i say except Yum

[stitchthesewords]

Dearest 🍂anon, I heard from a little birdie [scrolling through my dash a few minutes ago] that it was your birthday! Unfortunately, on this day I am fighting my demons [executive dysfunction] so I do not currently have the brain power to write you a little ficlet. oTL however! I went digging through my wips folder and found a snippet of a cowboy idea I had that I never posted! Happy birthday dear 🍂anon! I hope you like it!

The boom echoed in the distance and the little shock-wave it sent out rattled the ground they stood on. Grian wasn’t even looking at the man holding them at gunpoint. “I haven’t done anything,” he said, tips of his wings brushing the ground. Smoke spilled from the doors to the saloon, a fire evidently catching on the dry wood. “Scar lit the dynamite, and I had to get it out of my hands, officer – it could have killed me!”

Grian cackled though he tried to keep up the innocent façade anyway, turning back to the nameless sheriff. The man hadn’t moved, or backed down, and he was honestly a little surprised. They were normally running by now. There was a woodsy scent in the air. Beside him, Scar shook out his match and Grian winced and rubbed his fingertips on his shawl as he felt the heat. The gun tracked his movements, but Grian wasn’t worried.

“Surely you know killing someone who’s still green is just blatant murder, Sheriff! They’ll try you like they do me!” Scar said. His voice had the hint of a drawl, completely fake. “I would hate for you to waste 2 lives.” The sheriff made to shoot.

Mumbo drew faster from where he was on the roof. Grian watched with interest as one of Mumbo’s patented grenades made contact with the ground and sent the sheriff’s body flying. He whistled and leaned on Scar’s shoulder.

[hoffmans-hoffman]

Henry and Lucy talking while Vito is getting the stamps

Tw: Swearing, smoking, mention of food, mention of alcohol, food

Unfinished posting anyway

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"You want anything? Tommy, you listening?" "Yeah, get me the cheapest drink and the cheapest food" "Lucy, you have the money you can order anything" "Spend your money your way, and I'll spend my money my way" Lucy exhales sharply as Henry places his order.

"So...you think this kid can actually do it? Coulda had Liv go with him" Lucy leans back as his hazel eyes are on high alert "Yes, I have a good feeling about Vito" Henry sighs noticing Lucy's anxiety "Tommy, it isn't 20s anymore...you can relax, you don't owe anyone money" "I know, I know" "Your safe with me, and within this building" Henry put his hand on Lucy's "You'll be okay, I promise" "I know" Lucy pulls away annoyed "Why are you so fucking annoyed with me? I've been nice all day" Henry sighed now he was getting aggravated "I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at Clemente...and it's not for you to worry about it" Lucy sough as his food and drink were placed in front of him "Va bene, amore" Henry takes a drink of Lucy's water "You know I don't drink when I do business" he reminded his love as started eating fast "Hey, Tommy nobody's going to steal it from you. Please slow down" "Mhm, right" Lucy readjusts himself and starts eating slowly

[valscodblog]

"Trick or Treat" Valeria Garza x F!Reader

So uhm. VAL HAS MADE AN APPERANCE IN MY WRITTING!! Your welcome, I guess???

Warnings: SPICY FLIRTINGGGG, and maybe a lil more spicy stuff at the end too, so sue me, BAD EDITING, im tired. And uhm nothing else really. It's just some good ol' fluff with you and Mami Val. Female reader, im sorry im sorry-and it's short asf im sorry.

also, i might of misspelled a few words in Spanish. i wasn't using a translator bc im fluent but uhmm...sometimes i fuck up the spelling a few words, im sorry.

@seconds-on-the-clock @skauni @writing-with-moss and uhmmm yeah-

(okay before you read this can we talk abt how my name's Val-TvT)

Valeria called you into the bathroom of the house you shared with her. Yo were already ready, in your grim reaper costume, picked out by her of course because you were sorta of in a slump this Fall. You just couldn't come up with a cute costume idea like you did last year for you two! So Val searched up some costumes and picked out some cute ideas for you.

"Mi Vida, can you do the face paint for me, por favor?" you nodded and took up the brush she was holding out to you. You dipped it into the black paint and asked, "What do you want me to paint?" Valeria smiled and said, "Una calavera. A skull." and you sighed. "Really, Val? You can't wait until November?" "A skull." "...Fine." "Grasias, Mi Alma." "your welcome-" "In Spanish, please." "...De nada?"

Valeria sighed. "Maybe I should've taught you more spanish before moving you to Mexico," she said as she rested her hands on your hips. You giggled gently and finished up her face paint. "Your all done," you murmured softly as you set the brush down. "Muy bueno. Very good...your such a good artist, Mi Corazon." "Oh, Val, c'mon!"

"Ay, I'm being serious, Amor!" and you huffed, "Fine."

Trick or Treating had started and you, being the sweet thing you were, passed out candy. A few guys try to hit on you sure, but you had a feeling that they stopped the second Val started looking up from her phone. "Val. Babe, how come your on your phone so much?" Valeria smiled gently. "I'm trying to buy you a birthday gift-it's soon, no?" "Well, yes, but-" "No buts. Now-need help with that dulce?" and you swore you could've died happy right then and there. "Please. My feet are killing me."

Val took the basket and started passing out the candy while you sat down in the lawn chair she had been in-still warm. Huh...your eyes started to droop but you didn't fall asleep. You couldn't....okay, maybe just a small ten minuet nap....

Valeria looked over to you and sighed gently. She had made a "Take one" sign for a reason after all. She pulled out a small stool, set the bowl down and then the sign leaning against the bowl. She then picked you up, with surprising ease. Hmm...she'd have to feed you a little more, if you were still so easy to pick up.

She walked inside with you and laid you down on the bed, taking off your boots. You woke up as she did this and grumbled, "What the hell..?" "Buenos dias, Mi Luz." You smiled and giggled, "Morning, Val...did I really fall asleep?" "Just for twenty minuets or so. Not long." and you nodded as you rolled over onto your stomach. Your dress rolling and then clumping up around your hips, exposing your lacey black panties.

Valeria rolled her eyes, "You trying to turn me on, Mi Amor?" and you hummed in a questioning tone. "Sus chones...muy bonita." Valeria said, grabbing the waistband with a finger and then lifting it up and then letting it go, taking her finger back, realishing the slapping noise it made on your skin. She laughed softly at the whimper you gave because of it and pressed a soft kissed to the nape of your neck.

"Good to sleep, Mi Vida...I'll have breakfast ready for you in the morning...I'll also change you, if you want."3

"Valeria!" "Que? I'm just offering." "...fine but don't do anything." "I promise not to." "Good...Night, Babe." "Buenas Noches, Mi Amor."

[clayderogatory]

ok wait kinda realish talk rn like out of my own curiosity and wonder why is it that so many leon x readers...the readers are always without fail never male?? or at least like gender neutral....i wouldnt even mind like a trans y/n...if i ever feel like reading one just for funsies idk it feels very disconnecting and sometimes i wish there was more options to read

like genuinely asking is it harder to write?? is it an audience catering thing?? like i wish to know pls

hopefully this doesnt sound mean...i dont want it to..its just one thing i noticed throughout my time on tumblr thats all bai bai love you guys