#shortyy

[tote-bag-chic]

so much ross and matty content omg

[wbbgetsmewetter]

HOW WAS THE FIRST DAY OF UNI GIRLYY💖

AAHHH!!!! super duper fun 😆. nothing too exciting since its still freshers week. i did make 2 new friends that r absolutely my vibe 🥳🎉

[midoribai]

Im 5'8 irl *cool sunglasses*

WHA. why are you so tall ,,,,,

[mp0625]

Being With Anthony Beauvillier On His Last Day In New York

Taglist. Masterlist.

Waking up to the sun filtering in cuddled up together

Walking through the hustle and bustle of the city holding hands

Going to y’all’s favorite bagel and coffee shop 

Doing some shopping at your favorite store to stock up before you move to Vancouver

Having a picnic lunch in Central Park and going to explore the zoo after

Heading back to your apartment to pack up some more before he leaves

Him stopping you midway through one of the boxes to tell you to go shower and that he is taking you to your favorite rooftop restaurant

You get there right as the sun is setting

When dessert is brought out, there is something shiny sticking out from the top

Anthony gets down on one knee and asks for you to be with him forever

A/N: Three things, one, Anthony Beauvillier looks ten times better with a beard. Second, happy birthday @swissboyhisch . Third, surprise shortyy, you probably knew I was doing this. I aint sneaky at all. Sorry for the super fluff, it's 3 AM and I'm going to bed. And Erin tell me what prompts you want!!!!

Taglist: @studioreader @honethatty12 @slafgoalskybaby @topguncultleader @wondershells

[jaime-has-shifted]

What I‘m singing at karaoke after scripting that i have a beautiful singing voice:

So me give it to, so me give it to, so me give it to, to all girls

Five million and forty NAUGHTY SHORTYY

Baby girl, all my girls, all my girls Sean da Paul say

Well woman the way the time cold, I wanna be keepin’ you warm

I got the right temperature to shelter your from the storm

Oh lord, girl, I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I

Wanna be the papa, you can be the mom oh-oh

[sothera]

"This is...I could eat this...I could eat this a lot, good job, William, what's in it?" David asked.

"A little bit of everything, mostly leftover chopped vegetables, salt, pepper, you even had garlic powder, and of course stew meat." William said, glancing at Soth.

"We make it on the trail...using...uh...local ingredients...we...uh... find." William said, glancing at Soth, "this is a more...civilized version."

"By 'local' I'm guessing you mean the meat as well?" David asked.

"Oh...wow..." Ryder said, understanding.

"Ugga Ugga Cave Boy grab David and Ryder under each arm, drag to center Earth, make big stew, make eat Kolbod foot meat, AAARR!" Soth growled and hopped from foot to foot.

"Okay 'Cave Boy', did you make the bread?" William asked.

"Oh, yes..." Soth answered, "pepperoni, butter, black pepper, onion powder, and garlic powder, bake it til the bread sets and the butter melts... isn't it something, the different spices they have access to, not to mention salt and pepper, William?"

"It's as if they have a Dagreshi spice merchant nearby; I've seen the giant food stores on the television, maybe when I get the courage I'll go to one." William said.

"You... have a castle, William, you must be used to seeing all kinds of spices and foods." Ryder said.

"The kitchen staff is...always on the hunt, much like our Cave Boy here, and we share a common root cave with the Keep, but to have just what you need, and to know more are just a car ride away..." William said.

"Root...cave?" Ryder asked.

"Castle big...Keep big..." Soth said, in his Cave Boy voice, "lots Hoomuns, Ellvies, Shortyies, and nice nermal peepoles like mee, need heap big food, no fancy plastics like fancy schmancy Uppers, so keep in cave with Cave Boy..."

"So, you have to preserve it..." Ryder said

"By keeping them as cool as possible: we use food grade glass for storage, but that's expensive, so buying in large quantities and keeping things as cold as possible is the best way, for now. Also, we can't seem to vacuum seal the way you do, so there's that." Soth said.

"Thanks for the info...Cave Boy..." Ryder said, smiling.

"Who can somehow run all the appliances in this house better than I can, even though he was raised by Owlbears." William added.

David simply smiled at him (why couldn't I have known you ten years ago😔) to have Soth smile back.

Ryder's phone rang...

"Hello?" Ryder asked, "Oh man, sorry I'll head back now, yeah, close up, get everything ready, be there soon."

"Sorry guys, I gotta get back, I forgot what day it was, we have a party and everything!" Ryder said...

"You guys want to come? Nothing too fancy, just more food, the guy's kids will be there too, with their costumes." Ryder said as he got to the door.

"Oh man, I wish I could, but there will be kids here too, and some rowdy teens, plus I have a bunch of candy to give out." David said.

"Oh!, that's today, I've been waiting!" Soth was rubbing his hands together with anticipation. The one day of the year where he could go out in public 'Dressed for work' and not only get away with it, but get yummy candy too...

"Oh Soth, I didn't even think about that, I'm so sorry, I was hoping you could stay here and pass the candy out." David said.

Soth: 😔

"It's just that...umm...Mitzi's coming..." David said. Just then, a car came to a screeching halt outside and a horn honked.

Soth: 😮😅

"Don't worry, YungWülf; I think we can have fun right here..." William said, "you have some rowdy young 'uns, well..."

"Just don't do anything too... obvious..." David said as he followed Ryder out.

"Don't worry David..." Soth said to their rapidly retreating backs....

"I won't eat anyone while you're gone😈." Soth smiled, as did William.

"Happy Burning Day!" William said smiling as he closed the door.

David looked worried...

"Don't worry, David, it will work out one way or another, William's a smart guy, and Soth knows when to quit, let them let off some steam." Ryder said as he got into his car.

"Yeah..." David said..."I guess it's time to let go of the strings..."

[butchviking]

OH MY GOD. ITS YR BIRTHDAY. hey shortyy. its yr birthday. we gonna sip bicardí like its yr birthday. we gonna party like its your birthday. and we dgaf if its not yr birthday except it IS your birthday. heres yr present

dog drinking pepsi. anyway have a good birthday...... 🎊🎉

thats me stoned as shit sipping bacardi like it's my birthday

[sillyfakeboy]

How tallr you silly?

5'3!! m shortyy

[amethystamaris]

Tarot Lyrics [Casado con Jefa (Single)]

Hear me in your StereoThat Taft TarroNot Montero,Mico pull that arrowHi I’m Misko’oCasado Con JefaCasado Con Jefa WarriorWarriorThreatWarriorWarriorThreat What I look like wasting timeAdding a soloWhen I made this beat doloAll the way to Arkansas & KansasBet you didn’t know that rhymePrestige and lamentTrophies on the cabinet That RedwineThat Red wineListening to Magnolia ShortyI got a bit til…

[trxnc-eeeee]

shortyy recuerda no enamorarte

[crossover-enthusiast]

And then he just

"REIIINNNAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!"

"CATCH ME IF YOU CAN SHORTYY!"

"YOU'RE NOT EVEN THAT TALLER"

[prettyboykatsuki]

Happ birf??? Am I too late???

only by a day shortyy!! DW and THANK UOU!!

[julia3838]

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[mpuures-non-verba]

o gkomenos sou prepei nanai sigoura blakas ama safhse moniiiii

hahahahaha shorty shortyy

[cvmi-la]

Shortyy quiero darte un beso ayyy con esa boca que me metan preso 😋

[hisoknen]

“guess what your an accessory to” i’m cackling 😂 literal ride or die

For Dabi matchup: I’m 4’11 and slightly curvy. Brown eyes and wavy brown hair. My hobbies are ballet, playing piano and flute. I am usually very patient and loving but if you push my buttons just right I can become very angry and will accidentally take it out on people. I defend the people I love to the very end and will do pretty much anything for them. Im very quiet, stubborn, caring, and a mix between girly and goth. Once people get to know me better I talk more and care for them so much.

Okay, I had to think quite a bit about this one, but after some consideration I have decided to match you with…

Dabi.

You meet by chance. One of your friends has a scumbag ex, he's been bugging her, and, like the spitfire that you are you decide to go round to confront the ex and throw hands knock some sense into the his thick skull.

You nearly miss Dabi as you storm into the lobby of the apartment complex where your friend's ex lives, eyes two pinpricks of blue light against the dimly lit stairwell, piercings reflecting the yellow of the sodium lamp above the door.  

"You're in a hurry," he rasps as you pass, and you freeze in your tracks, halfway between one step and the next. You see him looking up at you, a guy with black hair and what look like skin grafts stapled to his face, his half-grafted lips twisted upwards in a smile. "Visiting someone?"

You growl at him, but he's not the guy you're after. "None of your fucking business."

"Feisty. I like it." You're starting to change your mind about not throwing hands with him, and then he mentions the name of the scumbag you're here to beat down. "You wouldn't be visiting that guy, would you?"

"What about it?" You cock your head, fishing a set of keys out of your bag and balling your fist around them. The scarred man is much taller than you, but not huge, and you're fairly sure a solid hit to the gut will take him down. "You a friend of his or something?"

"Oh," Dabi’s grin is madly wide. "Nothing of the sort. But if you happen to know what number he lives at, it'd save me a lot of trouble."

He's some kind of trouble, you can tell just from looking at him. But you've got no love for the scumbag ex, so you nod, and Dabi follows you up the stairs like an extremely tall puppy.

You knock at the door and there's no reply. You're feeling slightly deflated now, and the encounter on the stairs has taken the wind out of your sails somewhat, but you're still feeling righteous on behalf of your friend.

"You're sure this is the place?" Dabi asks from behind you. He's leaning against the opposite wall, and in the better lighting of the corridor you can see more of his scars, his staples, and the way his skin grafts shine a mottled purple.

"Yeah," you frown at the door.

"Then move out of the way," he says, shrugging his hands from the pockets of his big leather coat. You step back, uncertain, and Dabi steps past you, a blue fire from his hand knocking the door from its hinges.

There's scuffling, and the sound of your friend's scumbag ex swearing as Dabi goes inside.

"Ah-ha," you hear Dabi say, as you peer past the smoldering door frame and into the wreckage of the small apartment beyond. "Found you." There's a whoosh of hot air, and a bright light, blue as Dabi's eyes.

A few seconds pass, and there's the smell of burning, sweet like cooking pork, as Dabi saunters out, hands back in the pockets of his coat. He turns to you with a grin. "Guess what you're accessory to?"

After that he makes you take him out to dinner as a reward for dealing with the guy, and you start to get an inkling he might be interested in you.

Since you're very quiet and he's a brooding loner, it takes a long time for you to say enough words to each other to actually start dating, rather than it just being Dabi hanging around and making snide comments.

Dabi will turn up around you randomly, be ready for that.

If he sees anyone bothering you, he will murder them.

If you want people murdered and murdering them is easy, he will  murder them for you.

He likes to test your patience, and does stuff deliberately to make you mad, but he can't take the reverse at all. If you're late for a date he will sulk at you all night. If you punch him or hit him, he is gone. If your break-up is bad enough there's about a 75% chance that he burns you alive to make a clean break.

He secretly enjoys the height difference, and sometimes you will catch him staring down at you with a small smile that's different to his usual manic grin.