#answer'd

[weepylucifer]

Hello!!! I see that you're a benitesco shipper!! I'm so intrigued by the ship, what drew you to them? :D

guilty as charged lol 😂

honestly my first reaction to seeing benitesco was "what? ew! people ship anything these days" but then i saw cool art of them and was intrigued as well

why do i like them? well, tedesco is hot old man who sucks, and i want him to suffer. and if he fell in love with vincent, hoo boy would he suffer. i'm fascinated by the thought of someone getting their entire shit rocked and worldview shattered by this other person who's just mild and kind, and also favored by capital-g God. like imagine you go through life believing this or that is righteous, you believe in it so sincerely, you make it the basis of your personality, and then the Holy Spirit from Bible actually appears in real life only to slam the incorrect buzzer at you. now you're totally uprooted and the only person who seems to be on the right track is the guy who just stood up for the Opposite of what you stand for and also called you petty and stupid and said in front of 106 other guys that he'd rather be shot by the taliban than deal with you. what do you EVEN do

i want tedesco to slam himself against vincent over and over like a fly against a windowpane and for vincent to only give him kindness that tedesco has never learned to receive or even parse. i want to see the dog eat dog world guy learn mercy. also i want vincent to be spurred into passion: he overcame his reticence in the auditorium scene and stood up in front of everyone just to tell tedesco off. i would like to see more of that reproachful avenging angel ass side to him, i'd like to see him verbally spar with tedesco and find he enjoys it

i also like the contrast between them of profane vs saintlike. i'm all for tedesco, whom i picture as kind of jaded abt certain areas of the church, being in awe of this genuine holy man appearing. i'm also here for vincent being coaxed out of his shell by a loud and confident companion and sampling little mundane joys. like, give that poor tired man some good food and wine and stupid jokes and even a hit off the vape if he wants

[midnightcandygoblin]

I would love if you drew Kyle from She-ra, hes my favorite little guy 😔

he's just a little guy :((

[the-ado-cavo]

bitch why u got another account

nunya

[devorakian-guilt]

So I looked up the characters in your bio

Yeah this guy fucks hard I can see why you'd like him. heck I like him already and I have no idea what he does lol

plague doctor, former field surgeon, pirate doctor, man wanted for murder, BPD haver. hes so me frfr

addendum: also canon masochist

[ado-cavo-reblogs]

hii

hi

[isolctions]

what’s some of your favorite accounts to rp with ?

oof, i love these questions!!! i've rped with a lot of writers over the years, so i'll just list them by the ones who are still around (albeit, not as active bc life is collectively whooping all our asses in a wendy's parking lot apparently) and the ones who are inactive. this is also in no particular order, so like? pls don't be offended, i love rping with anyone who still wants to write with my ass!!

(SEMI) ACTIVE ACCOUNTS: @steadyclips / @somethingscft (we've been writing for like 8 years atp lmao) / @spicecbinet / @vihilum / @bcdomens / @gyalis / @hellfollowed / @rennisaturate / @pcthole / my gorls in the group chat who have too many accounts for me to remember <3

INACTIVE ACCOUNTS: @hoodspeare / @leopardos / @veiledblush / @obscvne / @ofstolenkisses / @thvndcrstrvck / @lilmcnster / @spilledinkisms / @streetsofsecrets

[ihadatinyturtle]

The Passing of King Arthur

“And slowly answer'd Arthur from the barge: ‘The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me?’”

[cloverandcutlass]

In today’s Clover & Cutlass: even a bad answer'd be better than none at all, sometimes

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[dabiconcordia]

“I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return'd to me, And answer'd: 'I Myself am Heav'n and Hell” ― Omar Khayyam

[kickasstorrents]

I sent my Soul through the Invisible,

Some letter of that After-life to spell:

And by and by my Soul return'd to me,

And answer'd: 'I Myself am both Woke and Chud

I Myself am both Woke and Chud

[whatareyoureallyafraidof]

"Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious: If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it."

[weepylucifer]

curious: where do you live where cybertrucks are illegal? :O

there

disclaimer: afaik you can have a cybertruck in my country, you just cannot drive it. lol. lmfao.

[midnightcandygoblin]

cup o cat staff as teens just hear me out pls

hell yes

[sacredandprofaneajourney]

DARKNESS

BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON)

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.

The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars

Did wander darkling in the eternal space,

Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth

Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;

Morn came and went—and came, and brought no day,

And men forgot their passions in the dread

Of this their desolation; and all hearts

Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:

And they did live by watchfires—and the thrones,

The palaces of crowned kings—the huts,

The habitations of all things which dwell,

Were burnt for beacons; cities were consum'd,

And men were gather'd round their blazing homes

To look once more into each other's face;

Happy were those who dwelt within the eye

Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:

A fearful hope was all the world contain'd;

Forests were set on fire—but hour by hour

They fell and faded—and the crackling trunks

Extinguish'd with a crash—and all was black.

The brows of men by the despairing light

Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits

The flashes fell upon them; some lay down

And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest

Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smil'd;

And others hurried to and fro, and fed

Their funeral piles with fuel, and look'd up

With mad disquietude on the dull sky,

The pall of a past world; and then again

With curses cast them down upon the dust,

And gnash'd their teeth and howl'd: the wild birds shriek'd

And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,

And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes

Came tame and tremulous; and vipers crawl'd

And twin'd themselves among the multitude,

Hissing, but stingless—they were slain for food.

And War, which for a moment was no more,

Did glut himself again: a meal was bought

With blood, and each sate sullenly apart

Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;

All earth was but one thought—and that was death

Immediate and inglorious; and the pang

Of famine fed upon all entrails—men

Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;

The meagre by the meagre were devour'd,

Even dogs assail'd their masters, all save one,

And he was faithful to a corse, and kept

The birds and beasts and famish'd men at bay,

Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead

Lur'd their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,

But with a piteous and perpetual moan,

And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand

Which answer'd not with a caress—he died.

The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two

Of an enormous city did survive,

And they were enemies: they met beside

The dying embers of an altar-place

Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things

For an unholy usage; they rak'd up,

And shivering scrap'd with their cold skeleton hands

The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath

Blew for a little life, and made a flame

Which was a mockery; then they lifted up

Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld

Each other's aspects—saw, and shriek'd, and died—

Even of their mutual hideousness they died,

Unknowing who he was upon whose brow

Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,

The populous and the powerful was a lump,

Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless—

A lump of death—a chaos of hard clay.

The rivers, lakes and ocean all stood still,

And nothing stirr'd within their silent depths;

Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,

And their masts fell down piecemeal: as they dropp'd

They slept on the abyss without a surge—

The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,

The moon, their mistress, had expir'd before;

The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air,

And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need

Of aid from them—She was the Universe.

[mr-kaboom]

Do you have a favorite animal?

Capybaras are adorable.

But a more tame answer'd be dogs.

[isolctions]

♡ — zephyr & maliq

soft ship questionnaire

WHO ASKED WHO OUT FIRST? —

i feel like, in a completely shocking turn of events, zephyr was the one to ask maliq out??? like okay i might as well get SUMN outta this.

WHO WENT IN FOR THE FIRST KISS? —

well in my sims 4 save file it was maliq. so, maliq.

WHO GIVES THE OTHER NICKNAMES? —

they both do! and they're both incredibly dumb!!!

WHO COOKS THE MEALS? —

nobody. cheap pizza, hot wings, & uber eats all day bestie.

WHO HAS BETTER TASTE IN MUSIC? —

zephyr does. she's literally the DJ for everything ever.

WHO HOGS THE BED? —

zeph & the kids!

WHO WAKES UP FIRST? —

the kids. and maliq.

WHO MAKES THE COFFEE? —

also maliq. coffee makes her tummy hurt. :/

WHO'S THE BIG SPOON? —

maliq!

WHO STAYS UP THE LATEST? —

it's a tie. zeph is up late on tiktok doing fuck all, while maliq is up late doing musician shit or whatever.

WHO REACHES FOR WHO'S HAND? —

zeph. and she calls him annoying for giving it to her. <3

WHO'S A FAN OF PDA? —

boffum! they're grossly affectionate!

WHO SNORES? —

zeph lolz.

WHO GETS ANNOYED MORE EASILY? —

ZEPH, LOLZ.

WHO INITIATES SEX? —

it's a 50/50 horny home in here.

WHO ASKS WHO FOR THEIR HAND IN MARRIAGE? —

maliq did, and it was beautiful!!!

MY MUSE'S FAVORITE MEMORY OF YOURS:

her most favorite memory is when she was still pregnant with sola, and he caved and bought them a car like omg bestie...you finally added a carbon footprint in this world for US.....

A REGRET MY MUSE HAS REGARDING YOURS:

kicking him out of the apartment for suggesting she should forgive her mom. :/ like maybe we were wilding a little bit, this not even my apartment fr — but it's still fuck her!

IF THEY COULD CHANGE ONE THING? —

he would be home more. the kids are in school now, she is LONELY all day!!!

THEIR LOVE LANGUAGES ACCORDING TO MY MUSE:

physical touch, words of affirmation, & acts of service honey!