#tate and milo

[bitchinbarzal]

Hudson | Tate & Milo

tatertot

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tatertot hudson james edwards-hughes 🤎

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finleyedwards Finn would’ve been a good name too

roryhughes ahhhhhhhhh

sashazegras congratulations guys 🖤

irishischier oh I’m coming back just to see him omg

milohughes

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milohughes Hudson 🤎

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milosmom ❤️❤️

roryhughes he’s so small 🥺

bug oh my goodness he’s adorable

ivybarzalzegras how does she look so pretty after giving birth??

↳ milohughes she’s always the most beautiful

↳ sashazegras you also looked beautiful babe?

↳ ivybarzalzegras i looked like I’d just gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson stop lying

umichhockey congratulations guys

[rem1drwstuff]

[sammybrrr]

The boys❤️

Credit: childrenofthenight9 on insta

[jessmalia]

JESSMALIA AGENDA ⇢ Teen Wolf 4.03 // Gilmore Girls 2.19

[blac-ivy]

School Spirits season 2 confirmed, apparently coming in their Autumn/Fall. I need y'all to show up and show out. I'm so excited.

[djkerr]

The Pitt 01x09 3:00 P.M.

the pitt + mental health for the unhoused (1x09) 1/2

[rudeboimonster]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN FROM NIMBASA GRAND CENTRAL!

.... imagine it's still Halloween, okay, I'm doing my best.

I organized a fun little collab in the Submas server I run of everyone drawing some fav Pokemon characters dressed up for Halloween! (... excluding the twins bc everyone would've fought for them.)

The character pulls and combinations are REALLY good, I'm delighted, I love being able to see everyone's creativity, talent, and personality shine through this!

Also here's my individual piece - Wes from Pokemon Colosseum dressed as Raziel from Soul Reaver/Legacy of Kain because it's MY event and I get to do what I want to (lighthearted). Particularly proud of the perspective I managed on the sword's hilt.

Credits under the cut to make this not too long. :)

Elio, Calem - @tuusenskona Liko, Nyrote, Terapagos - @vinlynce Steven Stone - @pixelga1axy Silver - [private] Shauna's Sableye - @skelekitty42 N - @uncannygods Laventon - @drakeflight Milo - @foxtrot-broadcasts Kalos Ash, Kieran - @bread-loaf-heart Guzma, Wimpod - @jaypgartifacts Plumeria - @anonymouspuzzler Wes - meeeeeee Summer, Pichu - @thesproutingartist Tate & Liza, Irida - @krikidilly Arven - @magicsewerman Grimsley - Zero Tabitha, Numel - @logicalloony

[ghostofbrock]

MALICIOUS !

a tvd!sturniolotriplets au

╰┈➤ ❝ [ CAST ] ❞

JOLENE ACRES (played by jenna ortega)

17, capricorn, human.

VALERIA MONTOYA (played by alexa demie)

16 (130), sagittarius, original werewolf.

BETHANY BLACKWOODD (played by storm reid)

17, pieces, human.

HEAVEN TODD (played by tate mcrae)

16, cancer, human.

extended casting…

MATT STURNIOLO (played by himself)

CHRIS STURNIOLO (played by himself)

NICK STURNIOLO (played by himself)

ETHAN ACRES (played by The Kid LAROI)

MICKEY MOSSERI (played by Calum Hood)

WILLIAM “REBEL” MURPHY (played by Kit Connor)

LUCKY GALLAGHER (played by Milo Manheim)

LYRIC BLACKWOOD (played by Rihanna)

SID MIKAELSON (played by Louis Partridge)

more to be added…!

JJ SPEAKS ౨ৎ

um so yeah first chapter will be out later today…

[punk1nl0v333]

★☆about me☆★

a little bit about me, because why not <3

DISCLAIMER: if you know me IRL…. get outta here (unless ur matthew or ashton)

the name is charlie. pronouns are any i guess. i am genderfluid and bisexual. scenemo? a wee bit goth? I AM A MINOR.

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leo sun, leo moon, taurus rising. august 19th. spiritual and pagan, respect all religions.

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some of my amazing mutuals: @hoe4kai @hearts4golbach @sparky4577 @bornandraisediniowa @teapartyprincess4two

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music ~ HER’s, radiohead, weezer, the smiths, the smashing pumpkins, DOGBRETH, nuclear tourism, meth wax, tv girl, sex drive culdesac, frank ocean, childish gambino, kendrick lamar, the beatles, sufjan stevens, mitski, panic! at the disco, pierce the veil (seen live!), blink-182 (seen live!), highschool, the cure, my chemical romance, sleeping with sirens, pigeon pit, peach pit, slipknot, korn, system of a down, strawberry alarm clock, michael cera, we the kings, fleetwood mac, avenged sevenfold, anti-flag, teen idles, chief keef, chase atlantic, michael jackson, billy joel, tears for fears, millionares, siouxsie and the banshees, molchat doma, she wants revenge, bauhaus, tokio hotel, and more tbh

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movies ~ call me by your name, dead poets society, la la land, mean girls, princess and the frog, adult world, megamind, the lorax, the perks of being a wallflower, paper towns, TASM, ITSV/ATSV, deadpool 1&2, coraline, paranorman, hocus pocus, beetlejuice, boxtrolls, kubo and the two strings, the red turtle, scream, then came you (2018), senseless, SLC punk, tangled, my little pony equestria girls/rainbow rocks/friendship games/legend of everfree, big time movie, ferris bueler’s day off, heathers, bill and ted’s excellent adventure, say anything, the proposal

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tv shows ~ american horror story, community, how i met your mother, big bang theory, school spirits, new girl, rick and morty, brooklyn 99, modern family, AHS. (but i already mentioned that), adventure time, sugar rush (can’t lie it slaps), schitts creek, bojack horseman

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books ~ the perks of being a wallflower, the bell jar, paper towns, the obsession, want to go private?, girl stolen, gone girl, call me by your name, to kill a mockingbird, the tempest, catcher in the rye, around the world in 80 days, percy jackson series

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youtubers ~ danny gonzalez, drew gooden, kurtis conner, dylan is in trouble, the sturniolo triplets, filmcooper, sam and colby, jake webber, johnnie guilbert, bobbybroccoli, larray, quen blackwell, carrington

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people i will write about ~ evan peters (and his characters), sam golbach, colby brock, carrington bornstein, jake webber, johnnie guilbert, tyler/hansumfella, milo manheim (and his characters), percy jackson (book/logan lerman version), charlie kelmeckis, matt/chris sturniolo, nick sturniolo (strictly platonic), tara yummy, and others if they come up

❝ rules and boundaries ❞

¡ rules and boundaries for my writing and recommendations !

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any creators that have specified boundaries about fanfiction will not be included, and please inform me if they have specified and i’ve written about them, and it will be taken down immediately.

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do not repost my work onto other websites, such as wattpad or ao3. do not “take inspiration” from my work without permission and without tagging me, it is all original unless stated otherwise (permitted inspiration or request will always be tagged). if you want to translate my work, ask for permission first and keep it on tumblr, and credit.

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im not comfortable writing mlm, or trans!fem reader, as an afab person i don’t think i can get the proper perspective and it doesn’t feel like my place to write that. gn!reader and fem!reader are always the table, however

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if a character is underage, i will not write anything but platonic/sibling type fics. the ONLY exception from this rule is tate langdon, considering the murky ghost/age rules.

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I AM A MINOR. i don’t mind adults interacting, but please please do not be creepy.

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i will add onto this if anything comes up and i hope you enjoy my future work :)

love always,

charlie.

[blac-ivy]

Where are the SIMON stans? Where are the School Spirits works. Show me to me Rachels😭

Not mine!! From Pinterest

[bitchinbarzal]

Ooooh could you do a blurb or Milo and Tate pick and asking ppl to be godparents??

“What about Stevie?” Tatum asks and Milo hums before he shakes his head

“Nah, she’s away all the time for work it’s not a good fit”

Tate groans “We’re never going to pick godparents for him!”

“T, calm down we will get it” Milo assures her, hand on her arm to calm her.

She moans lowly “I just want to know he’s taken care of! My mom and dad trusted my uncle nick and mark with me because they had the finances and they loved me from day one and then your parents picked Mark and Dylan! Oh my god… should we pick mark?”

Milo laughs “No, Uncle Mark absolutely doesn’t get to be his godfather”

Tate looks up “Ok let’s make this easy… who’s been around the most? Who’s been present?”

“I mean Rory and Finn obviously” Milo rhymes off.

Tate’s eyes widen “Yes! It’s so obvious, oh my god it’s Rory and Finn!”

It was decided, their brother and sister would take on the role of godparents and they decided to tell them that following weekend of Easter.

At the dinner table, Rory and Finn kept fawning over the baby. He was asleep but that didn’t stop them from finding him so cute.

“How is everything going? He sleeping through the night?” Milo’s mom asks across the table.

Tate nods “He’s doing ok, me and Milo are doing me doing nights him in the morning so I’m not losing a lot of sleep”

Milo squeezes her hand on the table “Yeah he was good on the flight here too, slept the whole time”

Rory looks up “You decided his full name yet? Godparents? You two are so slow gosh he’s gonna be in college before you decide anything”

Milo glared at his little sister across the table “Yes, Ro we have actually”

She perks up, as do the grandparents “Spill!”

Milo looks at Tate and they share a smile before Tatum looks across at the siblings

“We actually have discussed and we’d like for you two, to be Hudson’s godparents”

Rory and Finn share a look before Rory says “Of freaking course we will! Are you crazy? Yes one million percent”

Their chairs scrape back against the floor and they swap sides of the table to hug the new parents.

In Tate’s ear Rory mumbles “I’ll take such good care of your boy, T. I love you both so much”

[acronym-chaos]

Math Rock/Midwest Emo ID Pack

[PT: Math Rock/Midwest Emo ID Pack].

[ID: A purple thin line divider shaded at the bottom. End ID].

Names

[PT: Names].

Anemoi, Aperture, Arlo, August, Baxter, Cadence, Calder, Chordia, Clover, Cyno, Darcy, Dissonance, Echo, Elliot, Flynn, Fray, Gray, Halcyon, Harmonia, Ira, Jules, Linden, Lyric, Melodia, Milo, Modulo, Nico, Nocturne, Ollie, Ostinato, Polyphony, Quinlan, Rain, Reverie, Rondo, Rory, Rubato, Salem, Sequence, Sloan, Sonus, Spire, Syncopa, Tate, Tessel, Theo, Tonic, West, Wren

Pronouns

[PT: Pronouns].

Ba / Band / Bands, Brid / Bridge / Brids, Cho / Chord / Chor, Cry / Cries / Cries, De / Del / Delay, E / Em / Emo, Emo / Emotion / Emotive, Feel / Feels / Feels, Math / Maths / Maths, Nos / Nostal / Nostals [Nostalgia], Not / Note / Notes, Rhy / Rhyth / Rhythm, Riff / Riffs / Riffs, Strum / Strums / Strums, Te / Tem / Tempo, Ti / Tim / Times, Twang / Twangs / Twangs, Ve / Ver / Verses

Titles

[PT: Titles].

A Bridge Between Here and Nowhere, A Rhythm That Stutters on Purpose, A Song Without a Final Bar, A Verse That Never Ends, The Infinite Riff, The One Who Plays Time Like a Song, The One Whose Strings Tell Stories, The One With a Guitar That Cries, The Shape of Feelings Played in Fifths, [Pronoun] With a 5/4 Heartbeat, [Pronoun] With an Infinity of Emotional Overtones

[ID: A purple thin line divider shaded at the bottom, End ID].

Requested by anon!

Also tagging: @id-pack-archive

[simsbyyelhsa]

Sam and Peneleope had asked Tate and Vi to be their sims of honor and Milo was going to be the officiant Seb was asktold by his mom that he would be his dads ring bearer. All that was left was asking Madalynn if she would be the flower pal... I think the fam interupted somthing when they showed up.. But anyways... Madalynn was super excited to be the flower pal!

[blac-ivy]

Lets gooooooo

October Sun

summary: You and Xavier had made it to the school at dawn, as promised. Bouquet in hand, you'd headed into the building alone to meet the others. Naturally, things couldn't have gone smoothly, because your luck had been your luck and the universe hadn't wanted to make things too easy for you. Where would the fun have been in that?

pairing: Wally Clark x fem!reader

warnings: eventual smutty smut smut. and mad spoilers. and obvious Canon divergence. very involved, very dense plot.

bon reading, frens

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OCTOBER SUN pt.24

A soul-tie. You and Wally had a soul-tie. The thought had kept you awake, a constant sough in your mind as last night's events rewinded, over and over, then played from the exact moment the pieces had fallen into place. A fucking soul-tie. But that was impossible, wasn't it? Surely, if you and he were threaded from the same cosmic web, you'd have known it as soon as you'd laid eyes on him in your freshman year. Like your family, you were designed to recognize such a thing as soon as you came into contact with it. It was in your bones, your blood, the very fabric of your being.

Apart from your family, you'd only ever encountered one other person who shared the same spiritual DNA. Xavier. In kindergarten, the instant he'd asked to share your beanbag chair for Reading Circle, you'd felt the connection and understood, even at 5 years old, that you'd found someone who would always accept you and who you would always accept in return. Two peas in a pod. Glued at the hip. Inseparable. Bonded for this life and all those before and after.

That was nothing like the connection you had with Wally. Rather, the connection with Wally was all heat and yearning, passion and prose, moth to flame; a magnetic draw that gave you tunnel vision, your senses completely homed in on him like a siren's call. As much as you loved Xavier (in the most respectfully platonic-slash-familial way possible) your tie to him had vastly different biology. Both connections had an ease and openness to them, sure, but Wally made you want—to kiss him, touch him, devour him, crawl under his skin and live there. And the more you dwelled on it, the deeper and larger that want grew, possessing you in a grip of fever and desperation.

In the last sloggy moments before sleep had finally claimed you, you swore you'd felt him; his big, calloused hands gliding up your thighs, under your sleep shorts to your hips, fingertips digging into your flesh; then his weight settling above you, arms caging you in, breath ghosting across your lips and cheeks before he'd leaned in and kissed you. Slow. Lazy. Like you'd had all the time in the world. The dreams that had followed had been nothing short of pornographic and, when your alarm had woken you a scant two hours later, your body had been convinced it'd all been real.

"Jesus Christ, I'm going crazy." You told yourself, forgetting completely where you were and who you were with.

"Agreed," Xavier rasped, his morning voice complemented by the bags under his eyes and the hair flattened on one side of his head. A tall, half-full kitchen mug of decaf coffee sat between his thighs as he drove, sips taken at odd intervals. He looked like hell and it was your fault.

At barely 6:30AM, he'd pulled up to the curb outside your house wearing the same clothes as yesterday, following through with his promise to you. Devoted and disheveled, dear Xavier Baxter; he'd never let you down even if it meant brushing his teeth with a bottle of water and spitting out the driver's side window. Now, you were minutes from the school, the bouquet you'd gathered from Nanna's garden carefully laid in the backseat, and a thick, heavy tome from your family's library in your lap.

If your mother hadn't been out of town for the next few days, you might not have gotten away with sneaking it out of the house, but the cards had been in your favor. She was away until Tuesday, some white-glove client with a deceased nine-year-old daughter who he expected to posthumously marry because his patriarchal beliefs couldn't let her soul rest peacefully. You shuddered at the thought, a sharp, splintered anger spearing through you at the reality of your mother indulging that asshole. The phony tarot readings and spiritual balming sessions, you could look past, but ghost marriages? It was a low you couldn't believe your mother had sunk to.

"What're the flowers for, again?" Xavier asked when he pulled into the parking lot. Then, panicked, "Shit, did I forget someone's birthday?" a look of horror on his face, "Whose birthday is it!?" He patted himself down for his phone, belatedly remembering it was in the cup holder, and frantically started swiping to find his Calendar app.

You reached across the space between you and Xavier, and placed your hand on his arm, "It's no one's birthday, Zav, you're okay," chuckling mildly at his paranoia. The result, you knew, of his brain not being entirely online yet. It wasn't even 7AM, dawn breaking across the sky in milky blues and soft pinks. Xavier was not a morning person on a good day and you couldn't help but feel a tad guilty for not suggesting that he sleep in and you head to the school alone. It certainly would've made the next part easier.

"I just have to drop these in the theater," You said of the flowers as you reached over the bench seat to grab them, "And then I wanna check something out. I'll come back for you, how's that?"

Xavier didn't even question why you had to leave the bouquet in the theater, groggy, listing sideways to lean his shoulder against the driver's side door. He raised his hand to give you a halfhearted thumbs-up, his other hand bringing his mug to his mouth for another deep drink of coffee. You shook your head fondly at him and then hopped out, flowers and book gathered in your arms. Using your knee, you pushed your door closed and then almost fell forward into it, the impact of the connection stirring to life inside you enough to knock you over.

You cleared your throat, telling Xavier, "Be back in a minute," through the open window before you spun around and quickly marched toward the school's side entrance. There, Wally waited, looking fresh from bed, sleep soft and warm, his eyes tender as he took you in.

"Hi, baby," He greeted with a smile, stepping aside to hold the door open for you. You felt his eyes travel down your back like a physical touch, languid, intense, admiring the outfit you'd chosen to wear. A loose, light sweater tucked into a jean skirt that clung to your hips, tights, and a pair of simple biker boots. While not normally prone to wearing skirts to school (the acceptable hemline as mercurial as the school board's mood), the dreams you'd had last night had emboldened you to take the chance. And if it captured Real-Life-Wally's attention, well, that was a pretty good bonus, wasn't it?

The second the door snapped closed behind him, Wally slung his arm around your waist, palm firm on your hip, and pulled you against his side with a sweet kiss to your hair. Without a word, he assumed responsibility for the book you carried, gently removing it from your arms to rest it against his thigh. It was so old-fashioned—a boy carrying his crush's books to class—and kind of cheesy, and you lived for it, utterly melting under his affection. Careful of the bouquet, you snuggled deeper into his embrace as he escorted you through the deserted hallways to the theater.

The school wasn't as creepy as it'd felt last night, lights on, the sound of Mr. South's cleaning cart trundling down a different corridor, but there remained an undercurrent of eeriness in the shadows.

"What's this for?" Wally asked, motioning with the book.

"It's about the Futhark alphabet," You told him, elaborating, "I want to get a look at the other points Ajay mentioned and see if anything stands out."

Wally's face creased in uncertainty. "You need that many pages to explain an alphabet?" He asked, glancing down at the book and considering its weight in his hand.

"There's a lot more in there than just Futhark, babe." You chuckled, "There's stuff about the types of rituals the runes can be used for, and how to use them to read omens and tell the future." The last part you emphasized with spooky intonation, tickling the fingers of your free hand in the air. "It's actually pretty cool once you get into it."

He didn't respond and when you glanced up at him to gauge where his head might be, you were immediately met with an adoring, attentive expression. Eventually, he said, "You're really smart," tone the type of smitten you hadn't heard outside of period romances.

You swallowed, pressing your lips together and blinking at the ground as you tried to get your heartbeat under control, "I mean, I was raised in it, so—"

"Mm-mm," Wally interrupted, voice low, fingers tightening where they gripped your body, "Don't try to downplay it, baby, you've got a big, sexy brain in that pretty head of yours."

"Jesus," A voice filled with dislike called down the hall, "Is that how you flirt?" Rhonda stood in front of the closed theater doors, lollipop stuffed in her cheek, stick speared outward between her lips. "That's gross," She told Wally, "You're gross."

Wally snorted and returned easily, "You're just jealous I never wanted to give you a piece of this charm," He puffed out his chest, arms lifting up and away as he made the picture of you know you want some.

You loved seeing this side of him. How he interacted with others; the sibling-like banter he shared with Rhonda who, you surmised, was probably the closest thing he had to family in the afterlife. Ajay's desire to keep your connection and previous engagements with Wally under wraps made more sense as you listened to them. Charley choosing to keep Simon a secret was its own kind of betrayal, but Wally hiding you from Rhonda would be the equivalent of Brutus joining the Roman senators to slay Caesar: Et tu, Wally?

The theater door clicked open, revealing Ajay and Maddie. Ajay let Maddie slip out first and she rushed over to you for a hug, minding the flowers.

"He got her down from the rafters," Maddie said, smiling back at Ajay.

He nodded, "She's willing to listen, at least."

"It's all coming together," You grinned and handed the flowers to Maddie while simultaneously motioning for Ajay. "You guys get what you can from her. Ajay and I will check out the other points in the barrier." You looked a Wally, "Hold on to that for me?" Meaning the book. He nodded simply, eyes going honey-soft as he gazed at you.

"You're both gross," Rhonda grumbled as she swung open the theater door and waltzed in.

Maddie hesitated, shifting her weight from foot to foot as she seemed to deliberate whether or not she wanted to say something. Finally, she asked, "Is Xavier here?"

Your expression creased in sympathy, unable to imagine how it must feel to see someone you love every day without them seeing you back. "Yeah," You said quietly, "He's in the truck." And then you snickered, "I'm 99.9% sure he's asleep at this point, though. I might just leave him there while Ajay and I do our thing. I was gonna have him come along, but he was beat when he picked me up."

A series of emotions flickered across Maddie's face, the combination something you couldn't even begin to guess at. After a moment, she said, "Okay, let's do this," and turned to reenter the theater. Just before she opened the door, she stopped and cast a grateful smile at you, "Thanks for this," she held up the flowers.

"Let me know the second you find something." You made her promise and she nodded, curt, sincere, and disappeared through the door. A hand on your lower back brought your attention to Wally once more, peering up at him expectantly.

"I'll see you later, baby," He said, moving to block you from Ajay's view. With his free hand cupping your jaw, he leaned down and kissed you. Gentle, dry, a short press of his lips to yours that, despite its innocence, sent hot-cold shockwaves through you from top to toe. Wally pulled back the barest inch to look at you with a winsome smirk and half-lidded eyes. His thumbs caressed the arches of your cheeks and you felt, god, you felt cherished, wanted, seen. The sensation was both crippling and galvanized. No one had ever looked at you like that, touched you like that; shown you interest and desire and love like that.

One more, you thought greedily, rose to your toes, and tilted your head in a wordless command that Wally was only too happy to oblige. He teased your lower lip with a graze of his teeth, licked into your mouth, and deepened the kiss, his hand sliding down your body to your waist to drag you into him as close as you could get.

As you and Wally parted, his expression dopey and sedate, "I'm with Rhonda," Ajay muttered, face twisted in disgust, "You guys are gross."

"Sorry, Ajay," You lamented, the apology belied by a giggle you couldn't suppress. Wally bid you goodbye with a wink as he opened the theater door and stepped inside, leaving you weak-kneed in the hallway with an unimpressed and somewhat disturbed Ajay. "Alright," You said, getting down to business though you still sported a delighted grin, "How about we start with the next point in the barrier?"

Ajay agreed. He pushed off the wall, prepared to lead the way when, before he could even set a pace, he stuttered to a halt. Frowning at him, you followed his line of sight, slowly turning around until you came face-to-face with Xavier. His eyes were wide; brows in his hairline and mouth slightly parted.

You had no idea how long he'd been standing there, what he'd seen, fuck, what it'd looked like to someone who couldn't see ghosts. Summoning every ounce of dignity you had left, your voice adopted a most unsuspicious pitch as you said, "Uh, hey, Zav, I was just—" but you didn't get further than that because Xavier began to cast about, eyes wild, hands tugging his hair.

"Who the fuck was that and where the fuck did he go!?"

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PART TWENTY-THREE

note: *appears from a cloud of smoke, cloaked and shadowy, Final Countdown blaring* let the games begin!

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[jessmalia]

JESSMALIA AGENDA ⇢ Teen Wolf 4.11 // Gilmore Girls 2.15

[saint-v0dka]

TOP OF THE WORLD, DESIGNED TO DESTRUCT

Cain - 26 - he/they/it - DID, ASPD, autism (potential NPD)

We are a system, and we post various things here, a bit of everything. BIG content warning for blood/gore, NSFW, derealization + general "weirdcore" stuff, TCC, and animal death, among other things. We post using a tagging system. Feel free to send us asks, just please try not to be too fucking weird or you'll just be blocked or ignored. Don't like what you see? Don't be a pansy, just block and move on, don't report and don't send pathetic hate mail, because you won't get a serious response back. TAGGING SYSTEM BELOW THE CUT

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