#what a wimp

[darkwood-sleddog]

When the porch is cracking in the cold and Sigurd has been freaking out since 5am so you’re on the couch trying to comfort him. Zombie just wants to be included, girl is not afraid of cracking porch.

[emiliosandozsequence]

maybe joffrey hates sansa because she's taller than him

[tothepointofinsanity]

[I should really follow more Sayaka artists on tumblr since all of them draw their own cool pictures of her, but the idea of following someone purely because of this admiration feels invasive and creepy from my end. I do not even look at most things posted by some people I follow at the moment since it feels like the equivalent of a person standing in front of a moving car out of the blue. Social media feels like that - traffic, and you’re just waiting for what can be deemed as a socially appropriate timing to cross the road. I’m also afraid of being perceived. I feel that I can be written as a suspicious person even though I haven’t actually done anything wrong. The sort of suspicion that is aroused from an impression of being annoying? That sort of thing.]

[vivalgi]

Don't forget your pacifier before leaving.

[goatedtoasts]

drew my faves and their cool new session 7 outfits instead of studying for my orgo final, as it should be

[bananonbinary]

john: you have the cold, calculated demeanor of someone not to fuck with

also john: have you ever actually like...thrown a punch before noodle arms

[secretsalute]

I don't think the Laudna book is going to be an Imodna book, despite Imogen being in it. Honestly I don't expect Imogen to show up until near the end (and if we're being generous, the last third of the book).

Like, I'm excited Imogen is in it, but I think people are getting their hopes up that the book is going to be something it isn't.

This is Laudna's book. Let her have the spotlight!

[itsprobablydean]

y eAh

Clears throat

Uh, it’s- it looks amazing. Really good. And it’s free.

Open starter:

Anyone want a new piercing? I’m totally certified.

They smile, flipping a lighter between their fingers. Behind them on the wall above their bunk is a forged document designed to look like some kind of license that says “Dean Marks is Certified in Everything”.

[wren-dy-flowergarden]

TWST (Mafia!AU + Bodyguard!AU)

If you realize the characters have no relatability to each other (other than the twins), you are correct. Because I just used a "spin the wheel" to pick characters to write lollllll.

Since I am trying to get back into writing, requests are OPEN. No limit. Pls fill it with what you like, no promises I will write everything though :D

I also wanted to write something more dark...pls read tags just in case!

TW: !yandere content, possessive behavior, mentions of slight blood, dark underlying themes, reader is a jewelry heiress, not be'tad

Mafia!AU Floyd Leech

Mafia!Floyd Is a little too good at his job. Frankly, his boss gets quite frustrated with the amount of bodies brought home. It says dead or alive doesn’t it? Why should it matter what happens to these small frys. 

So when he sees your pretty face on the next hit, he licks his lips in delight. What a treat. Though, the boss did say to keep this one fresh. Little blood is not bad, too much, and it causes some problems. 

So when Floyd sees you on a park bench across the street. You’re…normal compared to the others. They are greasy, bastards flaunting around their beer bellies with women cradled in their arms compared to the pen in your hand tapping against white paper. 

Floyd wants to see where this will go. His boss said to handle you with ‘care’. The moment you see him, you freeze almost like a fish out of water, or maybe like those small shrimps he sees in the fish tank run for cover as a predator approaches. Nothing like those pompous asses who wanted all fight, no talk.

You are so much fun! As Floyd smiles, holding out an eraser. 

“You dropped this little shrimpy.”

Mafia!AU Idia Shroud

Mafia!Idia never, ever, ever works in front of the house! No! Never! He rather stayed in the operating room filled with the comfort of blue light from his multiple monitors. Never missing an angle, never missing a moment, eyes glued onto the screen, because that is what he is good at.

Not when he has to escort you into their headquarters. Also, why the hell are you here? You are just the rich, tiny, heiress of a multi billion xx company; couldn’t you be placed with someone more- energetic (not chronically online person who never sees the sun). 

How the hell is he supposed to start a conversation with you? Boss said to be an excellent host–why is he the one hosting the hostage!? You walk with more poise than him, your heels clicking on the floor as he shuffles. 

You are pretty though… Small lips, big doe eyes with furrowed eyebrows taking in your surroundings. Even your bare shoulders, exposed thin collar bone with dazzling gems draped across your neck, are shivering whether because of the cold?

Be a good host…be a decent host, Idia repeats in his head. The next thing he knows he is throwing his long jacket at your head where you make a noise similar to an ‘ump’. 

“W-w-wear that till we m-meet the boss! Hostages can’t get s-s–sick.”

Bodyguard!AU Jade Leech

Bodyguard!Jade where his smile leaves goosebumps on your skin. It's the way his eyes glimmer, his teeth a bit too sharp to be normal, the way his body lurks over you like a second shadow waiting to swallow you whole. 

But…he is good at his job– ridiculously good for a man your father found off the street on a whim. The way he is diligent in his motions, gently offering his hand as you exit the limo his gaze piercing through every paparazzi, a gloved hand guides you by the small of your back through the entrance.

Your bodyguard Jade who lowers himself to the ground before you to place designer heels on your feet. It would be a lovely gesture if it weren’t for the small red marks underneath the sole…

Jade is good at his job. He keeps you protected, prudent of your lifestyle and satisfied; but, there is this feeling where you feel almost…smothered? No–submerged by his attentiveness as if you are barely keeping your head above water before a predator pulls you down.

He is right in front of your face as you wake up from your daze. His off set eyes shine in amusement as he offers his gloved hand which you take in habit. It feels damp.

“It’s almost time for your debut. Shall we?”

Bodyguard!AU Silver

Bodyguard!Silver makes you realize you are more of a bodyguard than him. At least you can stay awake. When you find him huddled against a corner of your workplace for the nth time in the last week, you break down and buy a blanket. His porcelain face makes no change as you carefully drape the plush wool over his back. Long eyelashes and smooth snow hair cradles his features. 

You're about to brush a stray hair from his cheek but before even a finger graces him, your back hits the concrete floor. Wrists tightly pinned over your head. Your heart is beating in your chest, maybe from the surprise, maybe from the way silver eyes pierce into yours as he asses you with sleep in his eyes. It’s over in an instance as your bodyguard's face filled with shock and embarrassment as he releases you, apologies spilling out of his mouth. 

You rub your wrists. Usually that will be an immediate fire for you. Hurting clients, sleeping on the job; but, Silver is unusually fast. Faster than any of the previous bodyguards your father had hired for you. And his eyes…iridescent opal, it is as beautiful as the jewels you collect. 

Your hand to cradle his face, there would be some bruises forming across your wrists but nothing a pair oIn a soft voice y lace gloves could fix. You tell him it's alright, accidents happen, that one miniscule mistake isn’t enough for you to eget rid of him. He breaths out, anxiety still shakesungs as he gulps, nodding his head pure opals staring right at you,

“I’m sorry, it will never happen again my lady” 

[glass-joe-enjoyer]

Punch Out meetup but you get there and it’s half middle aged dudes who played the game in the 80s and mildly enjoyed it, and half people who just discovered it through memes or something and have already pledged a lifelong devotion to one of their silly little blorbo boxers

[willosword]

this scene is extremely funny to me but also... getting a little /srs for a sec, i take a lot of issue with "so that she can go on with her life". like um... say sike rn... it would never be mark's responsibility to tell every person he knows whether or not he's in love with them 😭 i'd get it if he previously told her he was interested in her or had been stringing her along in any way, but these two have literally not talked about romance even once. eve ily but i'm afraid this is fully on you for not 1) telling him or 2) getting over it.

[sheerrii0key]

warmup doodles I made !!, I love the cowboy so much,,,

[passive-nightmaresans]

Happy birthday to me! (Or actually it's on 9th but I'll be in school :p)

ANYWAYS MAIN TOPIC......

uh I'm back!!!!

Its been 3 whole months... yeesh... erm... anyways uh.

I am alive!!! BUT HOW???? (Or more correctly where did I go?)

I going to explain! I was scared to post this but the guilt is eating me :> also I'm sorry if this seems unserious! I don't how to apologize or explain ,:3....

It was slightly a combination of things?? School is probably the first. I started this blog in the summer for fun and I wanted to interact with more people in the utmv community! I slightly forgot how much school takes a toll on me /_/".. School drains a LOT of my energy but I was doing well during the first few weeks! Then is the next thing!

Impulse. After not posting for a while I got scared to post — to interact with my friends. I usually have good impulse control and stuff but I get really scared after not interacting with something for a long time. Social anxiety in the internet?!?!? HOW!!!!!!!

Anyways uhm..... I'm very sorry. I know this isn't a very professional or good apology.. I'm cringing as I write this.. eugh..... Also I'm now a certified fraud.. I have to get this over with..😓😭

@afamiliar-presence ...IS ME... I FELT THE NEED TO POST BUT I FELT LIKE I COULDN'T JUST POST ON HERE WITH NO EXPLANATION. EUGH...

Also the discord was uhh deleted! Due to inactivity and I was scared! I'm making a new one which is in progress so it will be up again soon! ALSO IM SO SORRY FOR MAKING PEOPLE WORRY SO MUCH ABOUT ME AND THINKING IM DEAD.

IM VERY SORRY TO VANTALEMONS AND PASTERYPAWS. I'm so sorry for ignoring you. I feel horrible for it, I couldn't bring myself to talk to you again. I got so scared - I'm so sorry for making you worry about me. I'm still very scared-

I might still stay on break or post on @afamiliar-presence I'm very sorry again ...I don't know what else to say- sorry-

Also I'm very scared so I'm posting this then not checking my notifications for a while. I'm so sca

DID I RE-READ THIS

Yes ....4'6....

[magicmagica]

It's really funny how much capitalism has rotted our brains now that people are so scared of the word free

Like anytime I talk about my dream of starting my own free tincture and balms shop based on foraging native and invasive plants for the communities I live in people get so offended by it?

Like they insist it's impossible I do it for free and even go so far as to argue with me about it?? And site other people crafting things for money as this grand example of how you have to monetize your hobbies and crafts, and it's just like

No the fuck I don't? No one does if they don't want to. Some people create for the sake of creating and want to share it with the world. Not everything on this planet needs a price tag.

Why is it so alien to you that someone might do something because it's their passion and not want to completely monotize every inch of their life

And if you do want to make a living on your crafts like go ahead just stop putting people down for wanting to create for the sake of creating

Can we all wake up please, you're scaring me

[ihhfhonao3]

The AAP in LGBTQIAAP stands for Apollo Justice Athena Cykes and Phoenix Wright 😎

[creaturefeaster]

can mimes feel pain in host?

Absolutely, and for many who experience pain for the first time it can be overwhelming, even small amounts of pain at first. Mimes are adaptive and learn the limits of their host very quickly, but some mimes when they are hurt for the first time in-host eject themselves immediately out of shock.