#th threads

[leveloneandup]

feel like threading for this game

[aquamanandfriends]

Better Than Remembered [Quinton/Raisa]

@thestoriesincoffeestains

He'd been to this bar a million times, and a few times on comedy night. But once he saw Raisa's first set a few weeks ago he might have timed it to come back and see if she was actually as good as he remembered, or if he'd just been really drunk.

She was good. Even better than he remembered actually.

As soon as she finished her set Quinton slid away from his group of friends and over to the bar where he asked the bartender to put the first two drinks Raisa ordered on his tab.

His wingman followed him over to the bar and leaned over, helping keep an eye out as they started to chat. Even if she didn't grab a drink, he'd give it a shot next time. "I don't think I've laughed this hard in a long time," he admitted with a grin, sipping on his own drink.

[scruffedknife]

hii i freaking love ur designs holy sheet??..

dream art style fr 😭🙏

i have no idea if u take requests or not an d im sorry if you dont but could u draw spool flexing his muscles at citrus taht would be funny

[enduringdevotion]

Ripples Become Waves ||@bloodicdfeathers||

It'd been a couple weeks since the rain, since the meeting in the toxic rain. Of them bonding and somewhat dancing around whatever it was Nicholas and Xuanyu has become. They'd grown close, he'd stolen the other's hand whenever he could, sitting close to him to just feel his heat, hell, Nicholas even stole little kisses here and there just to see the other blush.

Though they'd break away whenever the 'parents' came around. It was beginning to irritate him. Xuanyu was yet to properly move in and he didn't even sleep in the house, just crashed in the back yard. It felt safer, somehow.

So he'd finally asked Xuanyu on a date. Took a page out of Nai's book and suggested an aquarium. He's never seen fish before, even since being here beyond films. So, in his newly made shawl with the very same flowers suggested by Xuan, a half corset, open long-sleeve rolled up, tight pants laced up the side of his legs and his slightly heeled boots, he prepares for what he hopes is a good day.

With his phone secured, keys, ride ready to be ordered - which was also a new and frightening thing - and a good chunk of change on his card, he was ready.

Knocking on the door shouldn't be so nerve wracking. Nor should standing there with bouquet of forget-me-nots, blue roses and Bethlehem’s stars. The beautiful, unattainable hope he yearned for that the other brought, that feeling of rebirth, a cleansing he wasn't quite ready to fully see himself, but he could feel.

He felt stupid, face warming as he shifted on his feet, forcing himself to calm, to slow. No gun, no devil rain, no war, no desert, no shitty Aunts. Just he, Xuanyu and hopefully, some fish.

[crustyfloor]

seen a interesting post on Twitter regarding the pencil line from Till, that said that this line signifies that Ivan WAS on Tills mind, especially since this was a incident that happened when they were young, and that this was his way of saying "I see you"

Really now....truthfully I didn't know how else to read pencil.exe other than Till just wanting his pencil back, but hearing this I feel like my eyes were opened

Ivan has been said to have a perk for stealing Till's things and giving them back to him like an evil secret Santa, and I always found it odd why he was never told off for it, Till is smart, and has been smart since he was a kid, surely he would catch onto the fact that all these trinkets of his were stolen and just so miraculously found by Ivan? I think the dude just genuinely didn't mind, letting Ivan humor himself since at least he wasn't gatekeeping his stuff. And so the pencil, why would he have such a care for it anyway? well, the goodbye cards were made when Ivan and Till were ultimately about to be separated, I think their relationship may have strained a bit after they all passed,(?) something had to happen because the way Till was about the pencil was the most indirect question alluding to a direct statement I've ever seen. Till was so utterly focused on Mizi but a part of him did want to keep Ivan close when they were kids, why this was the way to regard that? why he couldn't do anything else? well, I guess this was just the most kid Till with his mixed feelings about Ivan could do, because even if he saw Ivan as a nuisance i myself am sure that he considered Ivan a close friend despite Ivan thinking he didn't.

I also found some context and it stated that Till already had his pencil back. Ivan had found it for him, so whats with mentioning it now? I think that was Till's attempt to get Ivan to talk to him again and explain himself so that Till could swing in and try to build their friendship back. Ivan was always on Till's mind and he cared deeply about him, the pencil was only an excuse to say "I see you, I will always remember you." but Till just didn't have the greatest methods of getting that across to Ivan,

And I assume they never did approach the topic of the pen so Ivan and Till never got the chance to talk again and steadily grew apart, and here we are now. but at least we have some idea that Till didn't really hate Ivan or something, this is a plausible take on the deeper meaning of pencil.exe imo.

[angelictragedy]

Bonding Over Knowledge ||@bloodicdfeathers||

After the talk with Nicholas and his own traverse into trialing this 'date' thing, Nai had come to understand he should perhaps look more into this human ritual. He didn't have his brother to ask, asking Legato would open up too many questions and risk making the man feel unworthy. He wanted to protect the human.

Astarion was... Unhelpful.

Thus, he finds himself where knowledge is freely stored;

The Library.

He'd kindly asked the receptionist who raised a brow at him before, he supposed, noting the feather on his cheek and presumed him to be otherworldly. Or perhaps it was the way he asked for 'books on the human custom of 'dating' please' that had her directing him to a section of 'self help' and history.

It was... Abysmally unhelpful at first, but he'd finally found a book, a quick skim allowing him to note the evolution of this ritual and the modern meanings today. It wasn't until he'd gone in search of finding a seat that he'd noted the figure.

Adorned in clothes he'd seen in old movies, books piled around them, notes being taken perhaps, it was hard to tell. A quick trail of the spines had him noting the other too, seemed to be searching for love rituals. Perhaps another from a time where such things were either unseen or different.

"This pile is near useless information." He motions to a large stack, tapping it gently for good measure. "They're romance novels with procreation scenes. And these are old traditions." He taps another much smaller pile as he circled to touch a chair, pausing to look to the other, book held in a way the cover was visible.

Ways in which the art of Courtship has evolved.

"Do you mind if I sit? Gato won't be a problem, she's a therapy pup." He motions to the beast at his side, the dog's head looking up to the stressed being, inching closer to snuffle their knee. "Seems we are searching for the same answers."

[dazeymazey]

[ id: papercraft art featuring an object head character, a young child with a fishbowl for a head; there's seaweed strands clipped to the sides and a rubber duck sitting inside. she's dancing happily, wearing a pink long sleeve shirt, a skirt with a madras plaid pattern on it, and mismatched purple and orange socks. surrounding her are the lyrics of the chorus of "Starfish and Coffee" by Prince. the background is a pattern of colorful music notes. end id ]

oc-tober day fifteen - MUSIC !!

this song is everything Shelby is about, being free and different & full of imagination!!

also linking my other oc's playlists ^_^

Aloe - Spotify | YouTube

Chip - Spotify | YouTube

Petra - Spotify | YouTube

[didderd]

me and @skelekins have been tossing Snaps and sea bunny Kelek back and forth on our rb blogs, so here's a doodle of one of the scenes from it! :3

(here is a link to the thread so far)

[trekkele]

I do think its funny when someone says “oh the fans make everything about the batfam” as if thats a fanon thing and not something DC did. Like. As a Batman fan, DC keeps sticking bats where they dont belong in an effort to sell more. This is a real thing the fans did not do.

[hopelantics]

@hypnoticallycaucasian starter!

Currently someone was sitting in the middle of the town’s square, nimble hands strumming chords on a rustic-looking instrument he didn’t know the name of, but was enamored by nonetheless. He’d been focused on the player for some time now…perhaps even over an hour as he sat on the stone rim of a fountain.

With so many people around, it would probably be best to chat with someone. Given he’s new and all. So, just as the long-haired ginger sits down, he takes his chance.

“Do…they do this here every year? Assuming you aren’t new.” He finally speaks up, looking at the stranger behind his deffffintely out of place shades. “It’s like…a holiday? They don’t really have them where I come from.”

[leveloneandup]

tobinheath GRWM for the espy’s red carpet where I rocked RExOOFOS slides with my gucci suit.

[aquamanandfriends]

Morning Modifications [Vik/Vagabonds]

@thestoriesincoffeestains continued from [ x ]

[ text - lex ]: he won't say it but Blake's distracted so just pick up that slack [ text - lex ]: way too many cops around, stay safe

Blake laughed, shook his head and revved his engine in return, "I never let anyone win, ya gotta earn that shit." He called out over the motor as he lined up next to Vik then leaned down over the handlebars.

Kit kept bouncing on the balls of her feet eager to see how Vik's bike would stand up against Blake. Slim moved just in front of the two racers, lifted a hand, looked to the finish line and gave Swirv a nod then counted them down. As soon as his arm dropped the two were off in a cloud of dust.

"Oh fuck--" Clutch waved the dirt away from his face but didn't look away. It was a short race and the two were neck and neck the whole way but from their end they couldn't see who crossed the line first. In a rush, all three bikers hopped on their bikes and rode down to the gas station to meet up with Swirv and review the playback.

"That was so damn tight!" Clutch called out with a laugh as he parked his bike and jumped off quickly towering over Swirv's shoulder. Blake and Vik watched intently, Blake brushed a hand through his white blond hair.

"Shit that was close..." Blake mumbled and nudged Vik with his helmet at his side, the smallest smirk on his lips. "You're fuckin' good," he mumbled.

"Did she beat you?" Kit asked pushing her way in with Slim next to her. "It's like a hair but she totally fucking beat you! Oh my god!" Kit laughed and reached out to tap Vik's arm. "No fuckin' way!"

"You can't see that," Blake countered and shoved Kit teasingly, his lips still quirked up in the smallest of smirks. "It's a tie at best." He turned to Swirv, "Right?"

[olivia-harris]

Who: @catalina-g & Liv Where: at one of the games in the ballroom, later in the evening

"Sorry, I think my boss is waving me over to meet someone, but it was good seeing you again!" The lie rolled off the tip of her tongue so effortlessly now that she'd used it four, maybe five times in a row. She'd lost count of how many times she'd had to stop, be asked how her Christmas had been or where her mother was, and then pretend to care as people raved about their own holidays before making up some sort of excuse to bolt. She had been faking her pleasantries for most of this bash and all she wanted was to run into someone she actually wanted to talk to.

Soon enough, she wandered towards the various games in the ballroom and spotted a face she enjoyed seeing. Scooping up a flute from a passing tray, Liv took a sip as she moved with gentle strides towards her friend. "Catalinaaa!" She sang out, and maybe that should have been an indication that she'd needed to slow down with the drinks, but she didn't care. "Hi, babe. You look...muy hermosa!" Liv's Spanish was still just as surface level as it had been back in high school, but she was certain that she'd gotten that one right. "How's your night been? I would've tried to find you sooner but I was busy passing an interrogation."

[enduringdevotion]

Wedding Planning #1: Invite The Broker ||@hypnoticallycaucasian||

Nicholas had a list of things he needed to do for this big event of his life. One was invitations, not that there were many he wanted to reach out to, what with not being entirely social just yet. It worked out, made the event cozy and more intimate.

It's what he told himself rather than depressingly small.

He waited at the little lunch spot on the pier, wanting to hit two birds one stone by organizing other pieces whilst asking the broker. Perhaps it was too presumptuous for him to assume Badou even cared about his life, but they'd been through a bit and shared a few drinks around the Plant's birthday. Surely he'd at least come for the booze.

At least, to the killer, Badou was important enough to ask directly.

"Come on, Badou. I'm not interested in saving your ass right now." He was without his cross, uncaring of protecting himself in this place, he wasn't in the red district, he was on the pier.

[fangsanddaggers]

Bright Lights and Daggered Fangs ||@brokeassgoing||

The well dressed tailor found himself out at night. Well fed from the newly made corpse the other night by Wolfwood - accidental murder is a thing he had to explain - he felt himself better. To bite a living being was still horrific, but human blood didn't have him screaming in horror.

However, here he found himself in the arms of another chaotic event. These people really did enjoy their parties. Over and over and over they find themselves in celebration. It was... Nice.

His nose twitches, head swiveling instantly to seek out black with the flare of wings, maybe the custom made jacket he'd sewn. When chasing the scent, he tracked it to a redhead, eyes trained up on the dazzling display of fireworks. The cigarettes smelt like the type Nicholas used, said he'd given a pack to some random the day he accidentally unalived his last meal.

Long red hair, cigarette, smell of Nai and-

Red eyes glinted with pure evil delight. He inched closer, drinking in the other's scent from behind. Yes, there was Legato as well. their new roommate as of late, the man he had yet to meet face to face.

"So. This is the delicious blood merlot that Nai has been keeping hidden from little ol' starved me, hmm?" The man purred dark, eyes vibrant with glee as he trails claws over the other's cheek, tucking hair behind an ear as his voice dips into something playful. "Truly a buffet size, my my."

[trainingdummyrabbit]

HAII HELLO PIK MY FRIEND ^_^ i uhm. I'm not sure if you're awake but i have been thinking about my son the whole day and then i thought abt him and wolfe again and. Realization Hit Me. so i made this of them > > team Dog Imagery is back and they are Krilling Me o7 take this little image as something to wake up to :] (very Very serious if i got wolfe's deal a Bit Off i'm going off the askpost about her + rose,, ,)

OUSHGDBHGFH POINTS AND FUCKIG CHEERS SO SO LOUD!!!!!!!!! YEA. YEAHG. YEAG....... YEA THATS EXACTLY IT.. your honor they r so . squeaking them like squeakers touys... yes the horrors are Indescribable but you have Got to Serve !!! ^w^ ✨