razxion

[razxion]

American Girl stories were the best tbh

[razxion]

happy bday curiosity, hope you’re having a good time up there

[razxion]

I need a minimum of 2 hours at the start of every day to just vibe before I actually begin my day lol

[razxion]

My little pumpkin! 

[razxion]

Abled Person: Hey man, can you hold this wad of $2,000 and this one penny for me while I open my wallet?

Disabled Person: YOU COMPLETE AND UTTER FOOL!

The United States Government:

(Watch how many people don’t get this.)

[razxion]

(sharing with permission)

this post is from in a mutual aid group i am in. the op is a black woman with a child - she has a restraining order agaisnt her violent husband, but he still has keys to her home, and managed to take her keys as well. she is currently unable to lock her home or feel safe on her own, and is looking to raise $60 to replace both of her locks with new keys and stronger locks.

her paypal is paypal.me/Teresa575

please share + donate to help her have a more secure home!

[razxion]

What do you mean best news? I got to see this dog!

[razxion]

Am I wrong, tho? @felthier @sakialyn @jessipalooza @forever-afk @curiouslich @azriah

[razxion]

Why not wish upon the dragonballs?

you have been visited by the seven magic dragon balls your biggest wish will be granted but only if you reblog

[razxion]

Reblog if you create infinite numbers of stories for your character in your head that never get written or rped

[razxion]

Intermission

(Ashzouren and Vidias)

Thread slipped through his calloused fingers with ease. The needle weaving through the heavy fabric with precision. Vidias couldn't help but scoff at himself. The lynx coiled around his feet glanced up at him in amusement. "Not a single word Vex." He threatened. The cat rumbled at him before laying his chin down upon his paws. Feline eyes following each stitch as his hunt-brother mended his own cloak. Vidias sighed, stopping momentarily to shake his head; braids and beads sent flying with a single shake. Vex yawned.

"Mending your unmentionables like an old women Dias?" A sleepy murmur came from the cot he sat by. A equally sleepy huntress, buried around a multitude of blankets and fur, poked her head out from under it all. Pitch black hair unbound and free. A single pale green eye cracked open and upon him. He snapped his jaw in her direction as he went back to stitching. "Go back to sleep bed head. You need more rest." Ashzouren growled at him.

"I'm awake now." She babbled to her brother. He still remained unconvinced. "Listen whelp. We both took a tumble and you wacked your head pretty hard. Rest before I drag you outside to go see a mender." Ash moaned and wiggled back under the covers just a bit. A red bushy tail gently whacking her face as Swift moved around in his sleep. "I'm fine." She whined. "I need to check on my friends." Vidias set his work aside and nabbed the small lantern that sat on the nightstand between them.

Ash let out a small hiss as he moved it inches in front of her face. Catching sight of her pupil dilating beneath their pale green glow. She retreated like a turtle to its shell. The shell being her blankets and wolves of course. "Rest. Then I'll go find us some grub. Then we'll go find the others. Do you still have that headache?" A low moan barely escaped the mound atop the cot. The elder Summerfall huffed and finished his work after a few more blissfully quite moments. Just in time to catch a glimpse of a hand reaching out from the cot and bat at the bags hanging off the head post. Fingers attempting to lace around the top of a flask.

"Hey! No drinking either!" Setting his tools of trade down quick enough to slap her hand away from her flask of rum. A very displeased rumble answered him as she tried to go for the flask again. Another whack to her wrist made her reconsider.

"Ash, no."

"Yes."

"No."

"Jeeeerrrk."

"I don't care. Rum isn't going to help that headache."

"Then get me some water at least if you're going to fuss at me like a hen." She shot back, still buried and comfortable. Vidias bought a hand to his brow and sighed. "You have rum but no water in there?" He asked. "...Nope."

"Your hopeless." He gently nudged Vex with his foot as he stood. The Lynx chuffed at him and playfully swiped at his leg before bringing in his back paws to kick at the underside of his knee. Vidias stumbled briefly before bopping the cat on the nose with a finger. Easily dodging the finger nibble Vex was fond of doing. Distraction enough for him to hop out of his range.

"Fine, but you better be here when I get back." That same hand wiggled from under the covers and flipped him the bird. Middle finger held high. Vidias rolled his one good eye. Securing the eye patch he needed over the other and sliding his boots on right after. Making sure to lean back over and pocket the flask of rum. Grumbling, he grabbed a small phoenix plush from atop the chest near the tent's opening and tossed it to the cot. It quickly disappeared under the nest of bedding. A soft sleepy sigh escaping from its confines. The wolves remained unbothered.

"I'll be back in a minute. Maybe I'll find us some grub too." He said before slipping outside, still weary from the events a day ago. He shook himself. At least he felt a bit relieved. Ash had woken up and was coherent. He had been nearly hysterical when he failed to break their fall. Knowing full well that falling from such a height could have broken bones and cracked skulls. Not that he would tell her though. He wouldn't even tell her that the menders had their hands full. And he couldn't even remember who he had seen in their care. He hoped, at least, none of her friends were seriously injured. And he couldn't help but worry too. But he had to take care of her first. He would think about the others after Ash was able to stand and hold something down to eat. He went to go and fetch food and water.

Meanwhile, Ash was quick to reach back to the bags and fish around for another flask. Being in the company of other pathfinders taught her to store more than just one for occasions. She did feel odd, but the warmth from her wolves, plush, and the rum blooming heat down her throat to her belly, she was able to relax and doze back to sleep. The nightmares of a decaying realm mixed with the usual memories of before, dulling into a drugged blur. It had only been a few moments. A few more could pass before she went out to search for the others.

Just a few more moments.

A now empty flask fell to the floor. Vex turning his head towards it before bating it underneath the cot with his back paws. Purring, the lynx turned around to face the girl and her wolves. He wouldn't let her out if his sight until Vidias returned.

[razxion]

[razxion]

[razxion]

“Sometimes I leave the back door open for my deaf and blind dog so he can enjoy what the neighbors are grilling.”

(Source)

[razxion]

25 years of ads peeled away

[razxion]

25 years of ads peeled away

[razxion]

happy bday curiosity, hope you’re having a good time up there