#awk-squad

[for-ships-that-never-sail]

Ignore me, I’m just talking into the void about how Peneloise needed to have their fight and break up for Polin to happen and how I wish Polin stayed secret from El for at least a day longer

Eloise is a main reason why Colin never really caught on to the depth (or rather, the direction of the depth) of his feelings for Pen until now, and he would not have gotten there so fast this season if Eloise was still around.

Even though Colin’s new sexual experience and Pen’s practical need for a marriage this season really played a huge role in speeding things up, could you imagine what that same scenario would have been like if Peneloise were still cool?

….Sexy Pirate Colin shows up and gets his fake flirt on with everyone - if Eloise knows about Pen being LW and was cool with it, Pen really wouldn’t have been calling Colin out on his new personality, or what he said last season, to get him wondering if he should be faking everything this hard to fit in with the Fuckboi Lord Squad and the ton, and to get him on the journey of accepting himself as he is, because El probably wouldn’t have let Pen call him out through LW or even in person tbh - and if El didn’t know about LW, yeah, if not in person, Pen could at least still talk shit as LW, but would she have had the need to? Cause El would have been by her side for her glow up, Pen would still be awks at the ball but if she ran out in distress El would’ve gone with her so even if Colin also ran after her it would’ve played out differently, private lessons wouldn’t have been a thing at all, and if Colin were trying to say something to Pen about all his new ‘tips and tricks on charm from when I was whoring across Europe’ El would’ve always been there turning it all into debate club because of her reasonable disdain for the practical reasons Pen needed to marry this season…. and that’s barely scratching the surface

Though it’s unintentional (or at least not maliciously intentional), Eloise has truly always been one of the biggest cockblocks for Polin, so I’m actually hella glad that they had their little friendship breakup allowing Polin to learn what they are to each other alone, and for Pen and El to find themselves separately too

I actually want their distance to stay that way a bit longer in that sense - like allow the couple their honeymoon period without interference - I know that’s not what’s gonna happen and El will immediately and quite reasonably bring the LW issue to play. Still, it would have been nice if Polin could have just been in their secret love bubble alone for longer than that glorious carriage ride

I guess that part is a bit on Colin too lol - if that man wasn’t so desperate to immediately put a ring on it and publicly announce it 10 seconds into their relationship El wouldn’t have had to get back on the cockblock train so fast. I’m in no way saying she’s wrong to do it… obviously Pen needs to come clean on LW, but GAHHHHHH

All I’m saying is

El 🐓🚫 (years) > No El but Polin still just at 👀(2-3 weeks) > Polin finally at 🗣️🫴🏼🐱🫦💥💍 (a handful of minutes 👀😉) > El is immediately back at it like👩🏻‍⚖️🧾🐓🚫

And I just wanted that💥 part to 💥💥💥 at least that oneeee night instead of the drama starting straight out of the carriage 😫 Go to sleep El! Threaten Pen with your ultimatum and start cockblocking them TOMORROW - That girl is currently in such a state of euphoria she doesn’t even knowwww she’s LW and I want her to stay in her horny stress-free love bubble a bit more before you come at her reminding her of her crimes against humanity 😫😭 loll

[slightlyunconventional]

hi snz squad (Sorry. Not funny.) i got some food for the h/awks fans FINALLY sorry for the wait i had writers block for like a month straight 😜 love that. anyway heres about 1.7k of allergic h/awks and some really badly written fighting/sparring LMAO enjoy!!

“You ready, birdie?” Dabi says, his lopsided grin wicked as usual.

“As I’ll ever be,” replies Hawks. The villain’s left hand is swallowed by bright cerulean flames, so hot there’s already faint plumes of smoke puffing out around it. In turn, Hawks draws his two longest feathers and sharpens them with ease, and raises them into a defensive position. He wonders, briefly, who’ll make the first move, then decides that these sparring sessions are for him to improve against fire; Dabi’s skills are perfectly fine as they are (Perhaps. He does sometimes think the man could do with some extra precision training, but he’s here to incinerate, not sauté, so who’s Hawks to judge?). Hawks lunges forward, feather-blades brandished, aiming straight for Dabi. Don’t hold back runs through his head over and over as he moves, the words Dabi keeps having to say to him every time they do this. It’s not Hawks’ fault he’s got such a hero complex. 

“Don’t hold back,” Dabi had said, flexing his wrists after their spar, “There’s no point in doing this if you aren’t gonna show me your full potential.”

Hawks had sighed. “Easier said than done, hot stuff.”

Dabi raised an eyebrow. “Is it?” he said, “You seem to be just fine facing off against any other villain when you’re on fuckin’ hero patrol.”

“That’s different, and you know it,” Hawks had replied, “This is training. I can’t just- make myself fight you properly without good reason.” He let out another long breath and drank from his water bottle.

“It’s cause we fucked, isn’t it?” Dabi had said, smirking. That had made Hawks splutter on his water. He glared indignantly at Dabi.

“Absolutely fucking not,” he declared. “You wish that was why.”

“Relax, I’m just messing,” said Dabi, with that shit-eating smirk still on his face. “Just fight harder next time, or whatever. Ain’t gonna learn anything if you don’t try.” He left the room, and Hawks had frowned after him.

Dabi sidesteps Hawks, but only just. Had he moved a millisecond later, Hawks’ blades would probably have been stuck in him. Whether that’s for the worse or the better, Hawks can’t decide - Dabi’ll probably chastise him for it later, but there’s only so much potential you can exhibit before stepping the boundary of actual murder. The villain’s blue flames have caught on the very edge of Hawks’ feather, and are creeping down its lengths with some pace, threatening to reduce the entire thing to ash. He quickly shakes it out and lifts the blades once again. If he can convince Dabi he’s planning on sticking this whole spar out melee-style, then maybe he can discreetly send some feathers behind for an ambush. He just needs to find the right moment. 

Then, Dabi raises his own hand and throws a stripe of glowing blue fire straight at Hawks. Right as he does so, Hawks takes his chance and releases a few medium-sized feathers, sending them to hover in position behind Dabi, ready to make their move from the rear. He ducks down, and just in time, too, as he feels the searing heat of Dabi’s attack barely inches from the top of his head. He does his best to ignore the sting in his eyes and how every blink threatens to send irritated tears sliding down his face, but it’s unexpected… that doesn’t tend to happen, and there’s normally a whole lot more fire involved in their fights than there is now. But, Dabi’s unrelenting nature doesn’t allow Hawks more than a moment of thought, and he’s almost instantly back upright, sharpened feathers pointing outwards, stalking Dabi back towards the wall. He keeps having to blink against his blurring vision, though, and it’s affecting his focus. If Dabi picks up on it, he doesn’t say anything. There’s still a thin plume of smoke issuing from his feather, too; those flames are no joke. Hawks crosses the feathers in his hands, preparing to drive forward and strike - if all goes to plan, Dabi will assume that’s all he’s going to do, and counterattack accordingly, then Hawks can compromise him with the feathers he has poised behind the villain. If all goes to plan.

And thankfully, it does, if you look past the single tiny snag. As predicted, Dabi releases a billowing explosion of fire straight forwards. Hawks’ blades are both ignited, but that’s neither here nor there, since he’s focused on bringing his other feathers back from behind Dabi, and up to his throat, mere millimetres away from his skin. They aren’t sharpened, but he doesn’t need to know that. Hawks knows he daren’t step into them to test. 

Dabi’s eyebrows lift up, his expression a mix of amused and impressed. “Not bad,” he says, glancing down towards the feathers at his throat. “Not exactly a technique that’ll work every time, but I didn’t see it coming, so that’s gotta count for something.”

Then comes that tiny snag. Hawks stops listening halfway through Dabi’s sentence when his sinuses start stinging like crazy, with such sharpness that it makes his eyes water even more than they already are. He sniffs, half testing the waters, half hoping it’ll make the sting go away, but unfortunately it only makes it worse. Just as Dabi lifts his hands up to incinerate the feathers in front of his neck so they can begin another round of sparring, Hawks sends said feathers rapidly towards the villain’s arms and pins him against the wall.

“Sorry, what–” he begins, startled.

Hawks lifts the fur-lined collar of his jacket and ducks down into it. For a moment, nothing happens, but–

“heHt’sSHHhue!”

Dabi pulls a face. “I swear to God, if you’re doing this and you’ve got a fucking c–”

“ah’hAH-! eH’SHHhyu! No, you cock, I don’t have a cold. I’m not that stupid.”

“You are, but okay,” Dabi says flatly, “Why do I have to be pinned to the fuckin’ wall?”

“‘Cause your psycho ass would probably attack me while I waahhs s-sn-hahh! hheh’sHHh’hiew!”

He pitches forward into his collar again, cutting himself off mid-sentence with a third desperate sneeze. They’re already getting harder to keep in check; and what the fuck is itching this badly? Sure, it’s mid-spring, and his hayfever’s probably acting up a bit, but no way in hell is it this bad. Maybe he’s just… sensitive today. He didn’t bother checking the pollen count this morning, so…

“You think I would do such a thing?” says Dabi dramatically in mock offence, “Sweet, innocent me?”

“Shut up. Yes, you absolutely woul- Jesus– h-haHh!...” Hawks’ breath catches sharply in his throat, but he’s exhaling shakily a moment later. 

“Lost it,” he says, only a little breathlessly, “You are the furthest thing from innocent and we both know that.”

The need to sneeze hasn’t left Hawks, despite the last one having eluded him. It’s laying dormant (for now), an incessant buzzing high in his nose that seems to also be accompanied by profusely watering eyes. He tries scrunching his nose to quell the feeling - it doesn’t help but rather slightly the opposite. Dabi arches an eyebrow at him.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. You gonna let me go or what?”

“Uhh… oh! Right, sorry. Instinct, I guess,” Hawks says. He withdraws the feathers holding Dabi in place and the villain subsequently takes a few steps towards him. There’s still smoke rolling off of his arms, where he’d used his quirk, and it floats lazily upwards in greyish plumes. That smoke has always been mesmerising to Hawks, the way it curls and twists, almost as gracefully as Dabi’s flames themselves. It seems different to regular smoke, though, realistically it probably isn’t, and Hawks has just convinced himself it is so he has something else about Dabi to admire with childish adoration. The smell of it often clings to Dabi, though, fainter, obviously, but it’s still distinct if you’re up close. It’s filling the air now, the bitter scent comforting, strong, but stinging, and–

“-ah’hHahH-?!” Caught completely off guard, Hawks desperately draws in a staggered breath before he’s truly able to comprehend it. 

“hh’heHSHHh-iihHSCHHh’ue! Huuhh… fucking Jesus–” The double volleys through him with unexpected force, leaving him more than a little winded (but almost certainly not finished).

Dabi’s staring at him now, his expression half concerned, half incredulous. Can’t exactly blame him. He opens his mouth to say something, but Hawks is already cutting him off with another sneeze.

“haH’iihtTSHHhyu!”

“So, about that cold you don’t have?” Dabi says, after Hawks has recovered - for now - with a series of pitiful sniffles and a less than kind rub at his nose with one gloved hand. 

“No, it’s–” his voice wavers slightly as he speaks, “it’s not that, I think it’s, ihh-it’s–”

Dabi shakes his head. “Sneeze first, speak after.”

“Rihhh– right, yeah I– hah-hhaHH’sSHHuuhh! ehHISHHhue! Jeez, okay, done now..” Hawks isn’t one to sneeze loudly per se - they’re usually softer, fairly subdued - but these ones are well on their way there. They’ve got the same intonation as usual, but with the intensity amped up a shocking degree. He’s not quite used to it.

“Done, done?” 

“Yeah, whatever– ‘m not sick, I think it’s your-” Hawks gestures vaguely at Dabi with one hand, and the latter’s eyebrow raises again, “-yourhhHehHTSChhnn!”

“What did I just say?” Dabi says, exasperated, and maybe a little fond.

“Leave me alone, that one didn’t give me any warning-!” whines Hawks in response, “You are so mean to me.”

“I know. Now spit it out, you’ve got me on the edge of my seat,” replies the villain dryly. 

Hawks rolls his still-watery eyes. “Shut up. It’s your smoke, I think,” he finally gets out.

Dabi looks slightly perplexed by this, and he voices it, “Never bothered you before.”

“No, I know, but,” He needs desperately to sneeze again. It’s all-consuming, but he’s determined to at least get a sentence out; “spring allergies’re making me s-sensitive to it.. I think that’s it, anyway–hhah sorry, I reahhllyneedto-hhiihSHHh-ehhH’shHHuue! Ugh.”

“Oh. Okay,” says Dabi, “so probably best we take a break for today, then?”

“Mm, yeah,” Hawks replies, knuckling at his nose. 

“Postmature bless you, by the way,” Dabi says with a funny look. Hawks nearly laughs.

“...Postmature?” 

“Yeah, like the opposite of premature. Is that the opposite of premature? Screw off, you’ve got me questioning myself now,” he replies, trying and failing to hide a stupid smile.

“It is now, I s’pose,” says Hawks, not at all fondly, “Thanks.”

[castlebyersafterdark]

your body language pic down sent me over the edge. oh there’s no reason for them to be so awk in front of everyone as they’ve known each other most of their lives now and never were like this in the past oh something(sexy) changed between them for sure and it wasn’t just a professional onscreen kiss. an onscreen kiss wouldn’t change shit in real life unless those onscreen feelings weren’t *just* onscreen (aka see literally everyone else from the show who play couples who aren’t together in real life)

Glad to be doing the work because that whole video shooketh me to my coreth. WHAT is the reason for their body language and behavior otherwise TEN YEARS YALL KNOWN EACH OTHER TEN YEARS they are so flirtyyyyyy. Something sexy as helllll happeneed between them. Running high on those endorphins too after the night/morning before and forgot how to act normal around other people.

Those two must have been insufferable off set this last year with the squad. CAN YALL IMAGINE their tense or keyed up horny energy 24/7 nonstop. Lordyyyyyy.

[dragon-spaghetti]

Heyyy! I just wanted to say that I adore your Huskerdust babies. And I had a question, sorry if you've answered this somewhere already. But I was wondering, why does only Violet wear a halo? Hope this does not come off sounding critical by any means, merely curious. Love your work so much kbye!

Awk thank you!!!! I'm glad you like our lil au 🥹

Violet has a halo because she's an angel!! She's husk's daughter from when he was alive, and she passed at around age 8, she has no bio relation to Angel ;v; She spends most of her time in heaven being cared for by husk's grandmother, but Emily has found a way to sneak the winners down on occasion to see the hotel squad (and yes this includes characters like Molly and Pentious ✨

[saeivra]

i wanna make a sharky fic but i only have ONE beta squad infested mootie so help its gonna be so awks😔😔

[wosobronze]

you aren’t going to be best mates with someone who you’ve broke up with but end of the day they still talk when they’re around eachother and support one another and that’s good enough. I think they’re much more suited to Ona and Laura. It was obvs going to be awks at ACC because that’s when they both had new partners and the England team probs didn’t know how to act around them as most people in the squad had only ever seen Lucy and Keira together, it’s only people like Demi etc who would have known Lucy before Keira

yep definitely

like that’s why it was so annoying that so many people would say that leah and lucy hated each other when it simply wasn’t true leah is just keira’s best friend obviously she’s not going to have as much to do with lucy anymore

i know some people could argue that lucy and georgia are still so close but it’s completely different. lucy and georgia had a friendship outside of keira whereas lucy and leah were friends seemingly just because of keira and jordan

[sharperthewriter]

Chapter 31 of Roneo and Kimliet

Chapter 31

(7:58pm, Feb. 15, 2006)

The girls that were present in the Rockwaller house then went to Bonnie's bedroom.

"So before we get to business, mind if I ask why you did up your overall strap?" Bonnie asked to Ashley A's decision to reattach the left strap to her overalls.

"They were about to fall down and I didn't want Possible and Stoppable to laugh at me while I was doing my lines." Ashley A replied.

"Fair enough." Bonnie admitted before getting to the real business of the meeting.

"Now, do you have the footage of Possible and Stoppable's kiss?"

The pairs of eyes then turned to Amanda and her video camera.

"Duh, B. Of course I got the goods!" Amanda slyly replied, patting the camera.

"Well, don't just stand there! Put in the tape!" Bonnie insisted.

Since Bonnie had a 21" TV and VCR/DVD combo player in her room, Amanda took out the tape. She then put it in the VCR part of the player.

"We're going to have to fast-foward until the end." Ashley A said, pressing the FF button.

Since the tape was an hour and a half long, she fast-forwarded the tape to the part where the Kim and Ron kiss happened.

Ashley A paused the VCR at the moment that Kim and Ron kissed on the stage.

"And there is the moment."

"EEEEEEWWWWW!" Bonnie exclaimed. "That is gross on so many levels!"

"I think I'm gonna be sick!" Ashley A grimaced.

"Totally disgusting!" Amanda agreed on both Bonnie's and Ashley A's reaction.

Hope and Ashley B said nothing but closed their eyes in terror over one simple kiss. This did represent a threat to Bonnie's MHS Food Chain system in their eyes.

"Okay, so the good news is that we got the evidence of their kiss." Ashley A said, assessing the sitch that was in front of the mean girls.

"But now comes a tougher question: How are we going to get it through the walls of Middleton High without Possible or Stoppable noticing?"

"You have a point, AA." Bonnie admitted. She hadn't thought that far in her plan. "Let me try and think."

The brunette pondered on her bed for a moment.

"I'm getting an idea in my head...wait a minute...I think it's coming!"

Then Bonnie had that Eureka moment.

"I got it!"

"What?" Ashley B asked, "What is it?"

"AB, you do know we have a rivalry with the Golden Dancers, right?" Bonnie questioned. She was referring to the Middleton High Golden Dancer squad that usually performed with the marching band during the football season.

"We do, yes." Ashley B replied, "But we usually only play minor pranks on them such as TPing their houses or making ugly faces at them at their practices."

"This is next level!" Bonnie snickered, "We are going to plant that video in one of the Golden Girls' backpacks at night."

Ashley A and Ashley B reacted with extreme interest in this with their catchphrase.

"Ooooo...extra scandalous."

However, Amanda and Hope weren't so sure.

"How are we going to sneak in one of their houses without us getting in trouble?" Hope asked.

"Leave that to me!" Bonnie grinned.

And so, she detailed out her plan for getting one of the Golden Dancers in deep trouble.

(7:06pm)

At Bueno Nacho, Kim, Ron, and the rest of the Possible family ordered their food. Kim and Ron went to their usual booth on one end of the restaurant and the other Possibles chose a booth on the opposite end. Rufus, of course, was waiting on his Naco on the table.

"So, KP, where do you think we should practice Act II?" Ron asked.

"I wish if we could do it at my house, but...you know...the Tweebs." Kim groaned, looking at her brothers.

"Then what about the treehouse in my backyard?" Ron suggested, "It's much quieter there."

"The treehouse will do." Kim replied. "We can practice there alone."

"Yeah, given that only two people can come up there." Ron said as Ned delivered their orders to the table.

Ron then put the Diablo sauce on the Naco. Rufus dug into his.

"I just hope no awk-weird moments happen between us, you know." Kim said, eating her taco salad.

"I know. Just meet up at a time and we can go from there." Ron replied.

(8:00am, Feb. 16, 2006)

Kim came up to her locker. She was in a long green button-down shirt, dark denim baggy CB overalls with both straps hooked, paired both with a patterned blazer and brown heeled boots. She also held the Romeo and Juliet script in her hands.

Monique then came up to her. She was in a long dark denim dress with three gold CB necklaces and black heel boots.

"Girl, have you set up something with Ron for Act 2?" the fashionista asked.

"I did. We managed to set up something for tonight after this go-around for practice." Kim replied. "He suggested the treehouse at his place at 7pm."

"For real, which scenes are you going to do again?" Monique questioned.

"The first three scenes, Monique." Kim said, "It's going to be no big." _

(8 hours later, 4pm)

All of the students of Drama class gathered once again in the main auditorium of Middleton High. This time, everyone, even Ron, was present and on time and with their scripts. They were all backstage along with Barkin.

The Glee Three then assembled before the other participants.

"Everyone, we are going to do the prologue and first three scenes of Act II." Cara insisted.

Vance added, "And I want everything to go smoothly and perfect this time."

"Without any mistakes!" Laramie concluded.

"Can't they try to cut out that finishing sentences thing?" Kim asked to Ron. "It's so annoying."

"Okay, everyone, places!" Barkin exclaimed, "We don't have time for shenanigans!"

Hope, TJ and Gus then came out on the stage as the Chorus to set up the prologue for Act 2.

"Now, Romeo's old feelings of desire of a previous love, Rosaline, is already dying and a new love, Juliet, is going to take its place. Romeo and Rosaline used to be together but she pales nothing in comparison to Juliet's tender beauty. " Hope began.

TJ continued, "Even though they are charmed by each other's looks, Romeo has to take into account that Juliet is a family member of a mortal enemy. Juliet is suffering the same thing as well."

And Gus concluded. "Beacause of this, they both have no means of seeing each other. However, passion gives these two the power and time will grant them an opportunity!"

All three students then exited the stage.

[footytea]

fun fact about the england squad, ollie watkins used to date/talk to Hannah. trent’s ex (before they met)😭 id say awks but doubt they care

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[linuxgamenews]

S.P.L.I.T: Discover the Intense Horror Game

s.p.l.i.t is a short, intense psychological horror game hacking its way onto Linux, Steam Deck, and Windows PC. All thanks to the sharp, creative mind of solo developer Mike Klubnika.. Which is also coming to Steam soon. The screen blooms in harsh monochrome, and suddenly you’re not lounging at your desk. Since you’re deep in some forgotten basement, the hum of servers rattling the floorboards. Mike Klubnika, the solo creator of the indie-horror hit Buckshot Roulette, is back with a brand-new story-driven nightmare. s.p.l.i.t is first-person, but the UI is pure diegesis. So what you see is what your character sees. Every keystroke feels chunky and consequential, like slamming a physical key on a 1980s mainframe. The game doesn’t hold your hand; it invites you to own the keyboard or Steam Deck.

Not Just Hack-and-Slash—Hack-and-Sweat

Here’s the twist that’s already knotting my stomach: you’re not alone. An in-game IRC window flickers beside your terminal, alive with snark, and panicked strategy. While offering the occasional cryptic warning from “technicians” who might—or might not—have your back. The whole thing plays out in real time as you and your squad stitch together a colossal malware payload meant to cripple an “unethical superstructure.” In this short psychological horror: break everything before it breaks you.

s.p.l.i.t - Release Date Announcement

Industrial drones and ominous pads seep through Klubnika’s original soundtrack, and just when you think you’ve found a stable directory, you catch a line of dialogue that makes you question whether you should keep digging. The tension isn’t jump-scare loud; it’s slow-burn poison that creeps in through your earbuds and settles in your chest.

The s.p.l.i.t Puzzles Respect Your Brain

Klubnika doubles down on actual terminal logic. No flashy minigames, no candy-colored progress bars—just raw text, file trees, and commands you might have used last night while tinkering with your Arch install. The puzzles layer real commands with fictional tools, so if you know your grep from your awk, you’ll feel like a god—but slip once, and the system barks back with errors that read like threats.

Why the Linux Players Should Care

Native binaries: Fire it up on Fedora, Pop!_OS, or Steam Deck—zero Proton guesswork.

Immersive UI fits our culture: We’re terminal nerds; s.p.l.i.t speaks our language.

Community potential: Imagine speed-running root access on Twitch while chat spams shell jokes.

And let’s be real: indie horror that treats Linux like a first-class citizen is rarer than a flawless Gentoo install on launch day.

Wishlist or Worry Later?

Klubnika’s keeping most story beats sealed tighter than an encrypted drive, but the dev promises secrets buried “below legacy code” that won’t be spoken of for decades. That line alone sold me. Hit that green Wishlist button on Steam now so your launcher pings you the moment July 24th rolls around. Then clear your calendar, dim the lights, and prepare to test how steady your hands are when the only thing between you and corporate oblivion is a blinking cursor. Buckle up, comrades. When s.p.l.i.t psychological horror releases, the question won’t be can we get root. It’ll be—after we learn the truth—do we even want it?

[awkward-arahabaki]

About the Admin!

Questionnaire by @awkwardbsd !

(Nick)name? Preferred pronoun?

Cody (he/him)

Birthday?

July 27

How would you describe yourself?

I’m an introvert, avid gamer who is very attached to certain fictional worlds and enjoys RPing. Sometimes I write fanfiction with my girlfriend who really needs to pay more attention to our projects but is often busy doing other important things like fangirling over Fifteen and writing meta/analyses. 

(I still love her anyway.)

Hobbies/Interests?

Video gaming, reading, writing

Are you a fan of anime? If so, what are your favourite ones?

Yes. My favorite would be BSD, obviously.

Do you ship? If so, what is/are your favourite ship(s)?

ChuuArt

Favourite Character(s)?

Too many to list.

If you could bring any character to life to become your best friend (or partner), who would it be?

I really can’t choose. :(

If you could have any superpower (it can be from an anime, movie, video game, or anywhere really), what would it be?

Some kind of ability that could help me save people...

How many posts do you plan on posting a day?

Will vary a lot depending on if I have content to post.

Time-zone?

Central US

Other blogs/social media you want to share?

Not particularly, right now.

Anything else you’d like to mention?

My girlfriend is the admin of @awkward-arthur-rimbaud !

[commandsir]

💬      ‘  better  to  be  hungry  now  than  to  be  sorry  later.  ’    /     @galaxycrxss​’s echo

                    ❝ you sound like general kenobi. ❞  thick as bittersweet ichor, the words coat the back of her throat in sticky memories and slide down slow enough that she’s forced to swallow harder than is comfortable.  ❝ not that it’s a bad thing. ❞

it’s the planet they’re on - or the task that’s getting to her. daro reminds her of felucia in the worst ways possible. even what shafts of light break through the tree cover don’t help lift the mood and the reigning dread of hunting someone when she’s nearly certain she’s being hunted herself. anything for a friend, she reminds herself. anything for friends. 

no matter the situation, there’s a shred of normalcy to this interaction that renews the fevered pump of her battle-hungry heart. if there’s no way to leave behind the life of a soldier, then she’d rather embrace being one with open arms. easier that way. and if she can work with troopers again, find ways to protect them, then it’s a priceless bonus she won’t dispute.

                     ❝ so you heard from rex and changed course, too, huh? ❞

[awkwardbsd]

I took way too long to make (~3 hours or so) due to technical difficulties, but it’s finally done! Please, send in your asks and maybe add a few reasons why you think that! Awk and RP squad, feel free to join in!

[awkward-rashomon]

At first, I was throw up, but then

BLAM

I just glo up, I just glo up

[awkward-kunikida]

@awkward-oguri is my best friend now. Sane Squad sticks together in this madness.

[awkward-odasaku]

@awkward-oguri and @awkward-kunikida keep sending me mixed signals.

@awkward-akutagawa @awkward-gin @awkward-gogol @awkwardtetchoo What's your offer?

[awkward-hawthorne]

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