#c.rack //

[fxllen-rxse]

"It's thirsty Thursday, bitches!"

[pluralprompts]

Prompt #2,039

"I usually end up with some sort of mental sidekick in these situations. So, can I get a name?"

"I – what – I – my name's Headmate A, but you can't just – what the hell do you mean by that?! Am I not the first – uh – whatever you've had in your head before?!"

[alurlssrinbled]

|| i think the funniest part of all of this is that neth and katya DO NOT LIKE EACH OTHER already KJDSHKJHDSKJDS

[redemn]

y'got it? 🤠

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤnope . 🤠

[ladyimaginarium]

When Erica creeps out her window, she sits on the rooftop and stares at the stars for hours. A deep inhale. The rain will be here soon. A familiar scent fills her nose, head tilted slightly to the side, only to feel a warm pair of hands place a coat around her shoulders as Delico sits beside her. A word didn't need to be spoken. He's here. He's here for her. Roslyn by Bon Iver plays softly in the background of her room a few ways away, but she doesn't care. Delico's chin rests softly on her hair and Erica finds herself fluttering her eyes shut. Peace, if only for a moment. "No one's going to hurt you, not while I'm here." "I know."

Worick places a box on her kitchen table, a smug grin forming on his lips, as if he were hiding something mischievous. Bellatrix stares at him with a quirked brow, her heels clacking on the floor from her bedroom to her kitchen, black painted nails tapping on the cardboard as she curiously opens the box, only to reveal... a phallus shaped stuffie with a kawaii smile, blushing and all. Beretta's blue eyes flicker upward and stared at him with a blank expression, looking down then look at him again, before she begins laughing loudly, her cackles echoing through the wide open space and her fingertips brushing her long black tresses and the other hand covering her mouth. Worick parrots back in chuckles, genuinely amused, but even more enamored with the way she laughed. He could tell she hasn't been like this in a while. "Yeah, I figured you'd like it, he's your new buddy." he chuckles lightheartedly as Bellatrix slaps him lightly on the shoulder before tossing the stuffie at him. "去你的, get the FUCK out of my face!" she laughs, her courtesan composure is gone if only for a minute, something he rarely sees, something she likely reserves for the people she truly, genuinely loves. And that was enough for him.

Minimi's shoulders rolled as he inhales, before exhaling, staring at the other Corsicans present before his tattooed hands clasp together at the sight of Bernardo Corsica in the corner of the room, with a pink croptop on. "Why am I here and who brought the twink." he deadpans, his one seeing eye staring at his former boss, waiting for an explanation. Not that he particularly cared as a vincian persay but, one, he came her fully dressed as an oyabun of the local yakuza should be, and two, why the fuck was Bernardo here when he had no clear ranking? Grandson privileges, probably. Uranos dismisses his complaints with a wave of his hand, before Bernardo clapped his hands once together. "Me, I brought myself here because I'm a jack of all trades!" If there was ever a time that there was an imaginary camera of life, Masaru would probably be staring into one right now. From a few seats away from him Svetlana's hand slides down her face with a soft groan, "Let's just... please get on with it." she mutters underneath her breath when right beside her Maverick seemed like she was staring into nothing - flat effect, probably - showing no emotion other than biting the inside of her lip, a display of mild amusement intertwined with annoyance. "Oui, s'il vous plait. For my sanity." she murmurs quietly. I'm here for you. He's known her for years at this point. Sig shifts from beside her, lollipop in mouth as her tongue encircles it, "Yeah, let's get this shitshow on the road, Mr. C!" Colt dips his head in agreement. "Yes." he agrees, saying nothing else, though his expression said it all: I don't wanna be here, get me the fuck out of here. Beretta flutters her lashes from beside Uranos, "Victor, sweetling," she coos, turning her head slightly to the older man, "get the blueprint!!" "Yes, ma'am." From the doorway, Georgiana smokes from her cigar, unamused by all this, mutters under her breath. "Sometimes it feels like I'm the only sane one here..."

[ladyimaginarium]

@dethqveen @dreamlandsystem

MY GOD WHAT HAVE I FOUND XD

I'm not sorry for having you know this exists XD

[primumincaelo]

adam: king provider of mixed signals

[redemn]

hey arthur want to come and get spooked (go see ghosts) with me

❝ hey  there isaak  !      thanks  for  askin’  ,      really  appreciate  the  offer  .      that  sounds  like  the  worst  idea  you  could  ever  offer  me  !      i’m  gon’  have  to  pass  !      one  time  i  saw  a  ghost  in  the  swamps  and  i  got  so  scared  i  nearly  shat  my  pants  !   had  to  put  up  the  pause  menu  to  take  a  breather  !      i  got  no  shit  left  in  me  to  scare  ! ❞

(    he  will  go  see  ghosts  with  isaak  .      when  do  they  leave  ?    )

[poweys]

     WHASSAT  MEAN  ?

[onhigh]

[ ➥ short king👑😘 ] slurs aint shit baby, as long as u pay me u can call me whatever u want~ [ ➥ short king👑😘 ] wait what [ ➥ short king👑😘 ] u fr gave a duck 3 dicks?? omg ahahaha

[ Duck Hater ] Haha! No thanks, I'll pass. Thank you.

[ Duck Hater ] It's not a slur or anything.

[ Duck Hater ] Oh ho SHIT. It worked!

[ofgravitation-moved]

" if anyone tells shoto about santa, they're spending christmas in the brig. WITHOUT sato's cookies! "

[primumincaelo]

@hellcab ― [ prompt ] "Here's a romantic partner! A trashcan! You two were made for each other!"

— ˖ ✦ * — “...Jeez, man, who hurt you?”

[onhigh-aa]

               ⋯♥⋯     “ I will moan if you don’t shut the fuck up. ”

[truly-quirkless]

"When I said I'd take you in, I meant it."

“I,,, have a dad now??? Shit-“

“Hell yeah!! He’s my ACTUAL bro now~!!”

[timegreeves]

     ⋯⋯⋯     “ For fuck’s sake― ”  He’s frantically pacing around the foyer, nose scrunched and hands fidgeting.  “ Do you not hear that?  That‒  That honking?  It’s driving me batshit! ”

Oh no, oh no, he’s on his way towards a window.  Stop him before he―

. . . Nevermind.

“ HEY ASSHOLES! ”  Five’s leaned out the window, shouting out into the street.  “ A little SILENCE, PLEASE?  I’m TRYING to figure out how to SAVE THE WORLD! ”

open to anyone!

[con5p1racy-a]

y’all jasper at three am is peak madlad conspiracy theorist. like if you’re his best friend, you’re waking up to like 50 texts, a full paragraph each, going in depth as to why octopi are gonna like take over the world or something