#interaction : 02

[yridenergyridenergy]

[larrystylinsontweets]

02/11/2011

@Harry_Styles: Louis loving life at rehearsals! yfrog.com/oc4p5jj

[pigeonneaux]

Let him have a fucking break or whatever

[permavictim]

Self Indulgent Alter﹕Twin #02 Names﹕Kokoa (心愛), Nikola, Slaughter Age﹕Chronologically 17, Spiteage Adult Pronouns﹕It/Its, Shi/Hir, Mur/Murder, Lie/Liar Gender﹕Transfem Cisboy, Deaddovegender Orientation﹕Aroallo, Lesbihet CisIDs﹕NPD, ASPD, BPD, Hypersexual, Autism TransIDs﹕NullADHD, PermaAbuser, TrisPsychosis, TransS/HScars, TransJapanese, TrisIndigenous Roles﹕Obsession Holder, Anger Holder, Persecutor, Twin Sources﹕Kokoa Yoshizaki (KIL), Kuromi, Ame-Chan, Elwine (Okegom) Likes﹕Its Sister, Gorey things, Horror media, Dark girly kei & Guro lolita Dislikes﹕Boring people, Being away from hir sister Other﹕Siscon, Somnophile, Biastophile

[saintofguilt]

disgraced child of cain, foul vessel unworthy of saving.

patron saint of religious guilt. fig eater. martyr. renaissance aficionado. starving artist. gothic architecture enthusiast.

im petr, but you can call me petya, or a name of your endearment, if you want me on my knees. im eighteen, i use any pronouns, refer to me however you please, paint me in thy image.

beware of misc paraphilias, incest, vomit, catholicism, body horror, blood, pestilence, rot, decay, and insects. minors and cishets please do not interact.

im worse here: @festeredwound

asks and dms are always open, please, do not be afraid.

[c0exiist]

❛ ☾ ◟━ LOCATION: the agreed upon location that ezra texted to cynthia

❛ ☾ ◟━ TIME: evening

❛ ☾ ◟━ STATUS: closed for @ofgrenvde — EZRA AVEBURY

Truthfully told, Cynthia kept her expectations low when it came to the agreement that she and Ezra made regarding the second reward. Given that the ball was under his court, she knew that at any given moment he could have simply not bothered to text her or plan their next outing. She meant what she said about being complete strangers, despite keeping tabs on each other. It wasn't like they were obligated to be committed to the bit. However, there was another part of her that was curious to see what exactly was out there for the both of them. Funny enough, she did enjoy his company even if she knew he was bad news, but Cynthia gravitated to that naturally and was all for taking a risk.

After finishing her shift at Investment Row, the assassin decided to change out of her business formal wear and more into a casual one as she wanted to be able to move freely just in case things went south. Pulling up to the parking lot of the discussed address, she got out and waited by leaning against the hood of her car for a quick smoke break. She called it her grounding technique, but her nicotine addiction was just a routine call at that point. Hearing some footsteps walk next to her, she glanced over and greeted Ezra with a light smile, "You didn't stood me up." she joked at first. "I'm calling it right now, if you're having second guesses about this then I can give you a pay out for your troubles and maybe an air tag so that I don't have to bump into you ever again." Pointing at the establishment she then asked, "—But if not then I'm assuming this is the place with no security cameras, great ambiance and a really nice wine list?"

[polite-pandemonium]

Me to me: don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes you toei has burned you so many times before you know better than this don't get your hopes up don't get your hopes DON'T GET YOUR HOPES UP

Also me: Hopes? High. Delusions? Strong. Theories? Brewing.

[digitalgate02]

YO HAVE YOU ALL SEEN THAT... WALLACE CAN OPEN THE MCFREAKIN' DIGITAL GATE IN THE UPCOMING D-3 25TH ANNIVERSARY COLOR EVOLUTION

I'M STILL SHOOK. THEY NOT ONLY GOT ALL THE MAIN 02 GROUP CAST BACK FOR NEW CLIPS, BUT ALSO WALLACE AND GUMMYMON'S VAS 😭

Now that's a good time to make an official Armor Evolution chart for Terriermon, Bandai-Toei digimon department staff...

[justaproshipwatermelonnerd]

Slightly abandoned this blog, very sorry.

some digimon/joumato fanart I made. Took like two hours and fifteen minutes which is why it looks so- eh.

Anyways aren't they cute-

[eatabug]

who : ashton ryder ( @ashryder ) where : what appears the busiest patient room in the compound

if you were to ask him honest, beau couldn't rightly decide which was worse ― intense and ever-present burning of the angry, blistered rashes that covered nearly half of his body or the accompanying virus so god awful he's half-convinced the devil himself must've come up with it because mother nature couldn't be so cruel on her own. he's burning up, but his fevered body is wracked with chills that aren't even touched by the heavy quilt dixie's brought him from home, let alone the flimsy hospital blanket beneath it.

when sharp, shooting pains course through his abdomen and rouse him from a fitful sleep, beau has to take several long seconds to orient himself. it's been nearly two days now ― or has it been more than two days? minutes feel like hours and hours bleed together in a haze of half-sleep soothed by the sound of his partner's voice, still steady through everything ― and he still hasn't grown used to forcing himself to think past the pain, not like this. he forces his eyes open and tilts his head toward the bedside where ziggy has been this entire time and sure as anything, they're still there, dozing in the same chair right next to him. and next to them, another familiar face that has a weak smile appearing on his lips.

❝ ash. ❞ his voice sounds rough even to his own years, thick with congestion and yet still hoarse as if he'd spent the morning swallowing sandpaper. it feels a bit like it, too, and beau can only thank his lucky stars that the nausea's not gotten the better of him yet. goodness gracious, but he can only imagine how much it's gonna hurt! he tries to push himself upright a little in the bed to better address his best friend but it's a worthless effort that does little more than leave him feeling fatigued as he sinks back into the pillows.

❝ w-when'd you get here? 'm sorry, i'm an a-awful host, ❞ beau manages to stutter out the joke through chattering teeth. ❝ g-got snacks though. ❞ a shaky hand, wrapped in gauze and tethered by monitors, gestures toward the rolling tray table at the foot of the bed, still stocked with an assortment of lunch items he couldn't stomach the thought of enough to even touch. ❝ help yours-s-self, jello's good. ❞

[cfdangercvs]

closed starter for @dee-riley location: diana's place

Most days Ava felt comfortable walking in the shoes of her self-created persona and there were days when she yearned for the things that life had taken away from her -- such as having a Sunday movie night at a friend's place. She'd kept her distance after the party and she probably wasn't the only one to take such precautions. Everything was holding by a thread after that night. But as new order was being established, connections began to recover as well as new ones emerging. Something she tried not to think too much about tonight. Tonight was about enjoying banana split sundaes and champagne; something which has been ripped away from them the night of the party. "I swear, I'm gonna have to sweat like crazy at the gym tomorrow to burn all these calories, but it's so good."

[gwendolynwcde]

❛ ☾ ◟━ LOCATION: carriage falls - gwendolyn's backyard & deck

❛ ☾ ◟━ TIME: afternoon

❛ ☾ ◟━ STATUS: closed for @noahhwcng

Adding the last finishing touches on the table, the eldest Wade smiled proudly to herself as she assessed the current spread of food that she had prepared for Noah and his children. Taking into account their favourite foods, she did prepare a kid friendly charcuterie board, ordered some pizza and sushi, a fruit and veggie platter, a couple of other miscellaneous snacks and some water and juice on hand. She left her backyard gate open and instructed Noah to enter through there.

Seeing the family pull up, she greeted them with a warm smile and said, "Thank you for coming, please feel free to help yourselves." She then looked over at Zephyr and Lyra and added, "I'm Gwendolyn by the way, but you can call me Gwen if you'd like. It's nice to meet you both. I heard from your father that the both of you like to explore, feel free to do so and I also have a couple of outdoor toys in that container over there if you'd like to play for a bit."

[permavictim]

Self Indulgent Alter﹕Twin #01 Names﹕Noa (のあ), Sweetheart, Lovelace Age﹕Chronologically 17, PleasingAge Pronouns﹕Shy/Hyr, Che/Cher, Lo/Love, Ki/Kiss Gender﹕Transfeminine, Amoncitte Orientation﹕Aroflux, Acespec, Lesgay CisIDs﹕Intersex, Hyperromantic, Hypersexual, BPD, NPD, Autism TransIDs﹕NullASPD, PermaVictim, TransInnocence, TrisObsessive, TransJapanese Roles﹕Romance / Obsession Holder, Twin Sources﹕Noa Saotome (NSWT), My Melody, OMGKawaiiAngel, Nadine (Okegom) Likes﹕Hyr Sister, Cute things, Romance, Girly kei & Sweet lolita Dislikes﹕Thunderstorms, Conflict, Being angry or sad Other﹕Siscon, Autosomnophile, Autobiastophile

[kmadrigalsoto]

❛ ☾ ◟━ LOCATION: Feel the Beat Dance Studio

❛ ☾ ◟━ TIME: mid-morning

❛ ☾ ◟━ STATUS: closed for @shivanixrao

It took all of Kimberly's willpower to get out of bed as she got ready to face on the day. Currently, she chose to not wallow up at home and instead head over to Feel the Beat Dance Studio to visit Shivani. It's been a while since she had attended classes and she would be doing a disservice if she didn't give her friend a heads up that her plans will be changing for a while. Stopping by her usual smoothie place, she picked up two drinks before heading towards the studio. "Shivi?" she called out as she entered the establishment. "I got us some smoothies...And was hoping if this was a good time to chat?"

[bunavir]

pspsps ！！request cis ou trans deretypes flgs frm bun please ！！shi is v bord nd wanfs 02 du stuff ！〜⠀♥︎

[drkroots]

          open starter ( mutuals only ! )

               Roof of mouth was clicked and arms were crossed over chest before he made the choice to lean on banister and speak his mind. "As far as illegal clubs go, I think things are going way too smoothly." And he could assume it was because of some supernatural power player keeping cops off the radar, but former agent was only left to wonder which one. "You wanna go in and dance or you want me to grab us a few drinks?"