#if it doesnt work tho lmk

[withbeastsarc]

@pistolism​​ liked x. 

          these games remind her of a different time.  something a little shinier,  a little more colorful,  words and advertisements a little bit more in your face and bubbly.  just like back then,  she was still garbage at them.  

         she hits the machine so hard the there is a small dent left there;  the curse that follows is just as biting.  a moment to regain her cool composure.  “  well.  better luck next time.  “  as though she hadn’t had a full meltdown at losing. 

[kheprriverse]

Did I ever tell y’all Tekoha has kids? Idr tbh but I'm doing that now lol

They’re twins; Tefke and Safiya!

More info in the tags ↓

[hornet-s]

green blinding lights here to take you home

[id in alt text]

[draconicfool]

Hiding in plain sight, he thought. Besides, there was no way that he'd find himself wrapped up in something that very much was not his business. He could be, for once, a tourist. And in technicality, he was. The Luofu had not once been graced by his presence during the life he led before now. So certainly a little pinked haired man- pretending to be a human- wouldn't bring too much attention to himself.

And if it did- certainly there were more important matters that could be focused on-. Right?

All the same, thoughts are shaken off as he turned away from the food stall. Eager to have a taste of home after so long parted for it. Until his small frame came immediately into contact with that of one much larger than himself. And the skewer was dropped without ceremony. His heart pupils just staring helplessly after it. He wanted to complain- to whine even a little-. But when he looked up and those purple eyes really took in the other-. Oh, that wasn't really possible.

"I-...um- beg y'er-- pardon I wasn't...lookin'..."

@arbitergeneraljy || sc.

[8blud]

“   honesty  is  not  synonymous  with  the  truth.   ”   /   starter  call.

𝚎𝚡𝚝.     𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚗𝚎𝚠  𝚢𝚘𝚛𝚔  𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚝  𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢,   𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗  𝚝𝚑����  𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜  𝚊𝚛𝚎  𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢  𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎.

there  is  old  air  between  them,   caught  in  the  vicissitude  of  seasonal  weather.     frail  breaths  from  a  third  body,   where  they  share  lungs.     languid  hands  clutches  her  coat  like  she’s  cold,   as  she  stares  up  and   up   at  him.     there,   a  twitch  at  the  corner  of  her  lip.     in  the  bare  skin  between  her  dark  brows.     remnants  of  her  humanity,   of  the  body  she  birthed.     @gravefed     snags  in  her  system  like  it  remembers  a  glitch  from  another  time,   a  different  body  with  the  same  rowan  and  the  same  finn.     she  steadies  herself  with  a  learned  tick:   her  head  tilts  until  a  crease  forms  in  the  muscle  of  her  neck.     cold  sweat  will  collect;   the  deliberate  movement  will  make  her  stiffer.     perfectly  inconspicuous  to  another  human,   such  as  herself.     ‘   then  you  already  know  the  answer  you  want.     say  it.     i  might  repeat  it.     you’d  approve  of  that,   yes?     even  if  it’s  just  a  repetition.   ’

[femmefitz]

I need to look more into donating plasma. I would love money.

[ghosty1111]

cleaning out my google drive and saw that i still have the portable(no installation, full program) version of adobe flash cs3 from when i was like 10 :,]

im gonna keep it there so @ followers fuck around with flash!!!! /safe /gen

[ensuists]

@azurescaled ✯ s.c.

❝ Mm, not to come off as an insecure bitch because I'm obviously not, but whatever you're currently paying attention to is CLEARLY not as fascinating as me. Do the world a favor already and just put it down in favor of me, darling. I'm bored as fuck. ❞

[sakucrossing]

Just one for the rest of your life: narusaku or sasusaku?

for the rest of my life?????

I would say sasusaku bc there's more angstyness imo

teammate > friends > enemies > friends > married > divorced > lovers

is how I would like it to go

[vigilantebullshit]

@sierra6x // sc.

“ is there something i can help you find ? maybe the person that did that to your hair ? ” mocking smirk cuts across plum-shaded lips, chuckling as she brought wire cutters to sit between her teeth. if she were asked to be honest, it really didn’t look half bad, suited him even. but, she’d rather choke than admit as much sincerely without giving him a hard time first.

winding the last string around her bass’ peg, jessica snipped off the excess and tossed it away in the nearby bin.

“ you look like a goddamn malibu ken doll. ”

[eggsmuses-a]

Ren has a watchful eye on the student before him as his thumb hovers over his phone. The delinquent tries to keep his gaze loose, uncaring, but he can't help but focus intently on what Yoshino is doing—after catching wind of him stumbling in the palace, he needed to assess the other. Keep close tabs, fly under the radar.

What's most peculiar to Amamiya, however, is that like the other thieves, Yoshino had donned a Mementos outfit when being dragged in.

Which only means he has the potential of wielding a Persona.

Morgana purrs into Joker's ear, his words rolling with his vibrating tongue, - ❝ Joker, I know you're eager, but shouldn't we talk this over with the other thieves first ? ❞ It's less concern more than it is demand. Joker knows the cat has every right to want to remain in the shadows for the moment, but that doesn't mean he should follow those wishes.

He simply shakes his head, giving a swat over his companion's head to shove him back into the drooping school bag on his back. Reluctant, Morgana slides down with a newl, shifting awkwardly followed by a hiss.

‘ What a drama queen, ’ Ren rolls his eyes, peering over other students to reassess where his target had disappeared to. The bell rings nearby, with classmates moving for the exit &. shoving him along with them. Ren slips his phone back into his pocket, side-stepping around the clumps of traffic as he makes haste to the door.

Ahead is Shinjiro, so he makes an effort to reach out &. turn him around by his shoulder.

ʀ ——— ❝ Hey, ❞ Amamiya tries to smile, glasses glistening, ❝ I need to talk to you. Mind coming with ? ❞ Smooth. So smooth that he'll be hearing Morgana nag about how not-so subtle he was with that confrontation.

@phantom-anarchy plotted !

[pokechosen]

@skullkxd​ liked!     /     ree & lillian!

The generous Champion.  The sweet Champion.  The cute Champion.  Galar’s named their Champion plenty of things, and Lillian’s never really believed them.  The brave Champion.  It stings, and she’s never quite felt brave enough, but ——

But here she is, standing between a stranger and the good - for - nothings that had been trying to hurt them, obvious street - kids being easy pickings.  Her arms are out, expression stern and furious; nobody gets hurt when she can stop it.  In Alola, not many people know Lillian’s face — she’s not recognizable as anywhere’s Champion the way she is at home — but something about her expression must scare the others, anyway.  Once they’re gone, she swings to face the other, expression concerned, and then relieved.  She offers the other a hand to pull them up, and hopes her expression communicates her question — you okay? — in lieu of her voice.

[archaictold]

IT’S   a case of mistaken identity that lands him in this predicament, and perhaps an overhanging misfortune at large that would lead him bumbling straight in the path of a snowball fight. Unequipped for a brawl amidst snow piles and mittened, bundled, and scarfed citizens, Zhilan ducks through the battlegrounds with a clumsy sort of lack in precision. Dodging this way and that, he narrowly avoids a snowball as it careens past his shoulder. It first seems like a stroke of luck to not be hit... But as he rights his attention forward, he’s quick to notice that someone else has been struck and the real culprit has fled, leaving him standing there with the proverbial egg on his face and looking completely to blame. Instantly his hands are up to plead his innocence, but seemingly out of thin air a snowball manifests itself off the ground and splats! right smack dab between his spectacles.         ❝ W- Wait—Mmpghh!! ❞ Well... he supposes he should have seen that coming. Though rather than be angry at this case of mistaken identity, he dusts the powder white snow from his face with a bewildered—and a surprisingly impressed—expression, glasses askew.

        ❝ How did you throw that? The... The snowball moved entirely on its own. ❞ @oneeyedpsychic​  ——  winterfes!

[esperhood]

@fuxian liked!     /      ghuizhong & chang pu!

“Oh, the flowers love you, ma’am!”  Polite to the last, but the praise isn’t meaningless; they truly do perk whenever she’s near!  Chang Pu dashes nearer to one of the many flowers in the arbory; the girl used to them opening up when she’s near, but this lilly turns and opens towards her.  “I can hear them humming!”

[arlxcchino]

      "" one would usually knock before even thinking on entering a private space , tartaglia . no manners to show off ? "" she doesn't even bother to turn to look at him , simply signing down some documents that needed to be sent off to sneznhaya . red crossed eyes look at him once , and just as she places her feather back in it's spot , she folds her hands over her desk .

   "" what do you wish of me , at this time ? "" and when did he even arrive in fontaine , in the first place ?

|| @devourens liked for a starter !

[dialsdrnk]

@whileurmine liked this for a starter from sam.

" i haven't... the slightest fuckin' clue what you're talking about." they've been going on for a minute — fast, long-winded. the thing is, he has been listening? he could tell you the details that've been said, he just hasn't ever heard of the subject matter at hand to begin with, so it's a bit hard to follow. to show he cares, he offers the slightest of smiles, perks his brow up. " slow down a little for me, huh? i'm about as dumb as a rock. what... was that first thing you said? like, what is it? i've never heard of that. "