#mrspulvis

[red-and-black-paladin]

Merry Shitscram new kid! [ Slapped his back, leaving a star charm on his jacket ]

“What now?” Looks confused as the other slapped his back. “Did you. put something on my back.” Tries to reach for it. “Who are you anyway?” 

[werecogsinthemachine]

Leaps up and bodyslams the bossman

Course, he didn’t fall over. Come on now. “Hey small fry.”

[a-drove-of-elves]

📱 hehehe!

Five unsent:

[Text: Cec] What does Jerimiah eat?

((He found what he thought was kibble. It was not.))

[Text: Cec] I love you so much

((It was already the last text he sent.))

[Text: Cec] I think I remembered how to make really good chicken!

((Jerimiah ate it before he hit send.))

[Text: Cec] Does Jerimiah have a leash?

((Jerimiah shot web at his hand to use on their walk, covering the phone screen.))

[Text: Cec] I don’t know what to make for dinnerrrrrrr

((He found a decent thing to try. Jerimiah ate it.))

One sent:

[Text: Ceeeeee 🌌✨💫] I, uh, might have bought three large tubs of cookie dough

[lordsheol]

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I reccommend bug spray.

   I have a feeling a mere spray will make this enormous, eight-legged mistress sneeze.

[themisfitvestigationclub]

@mrs-pulvis liked for a starter

Glenn had been exploring his new hometown for a while as he had come across a little cat Pokemon that he didn’t know the name of however it seemed like this Pokemon was injured. “Huh? An injured Pokemon?”He was careful as he stepped towards the wild Pokemon that was seemingly injured as he looked around. “Can anyone help me with this small cat?”

[a-drove-of-elves]

Will you?

Jace looked down at the small box in his hands, slightly unsure of himself. Or rather in their relationship. They had certainly had a few bumps. But he was confident in what he gonna do. He heard her come back in and hid the box in his pocket. "Uh, Cee! Hey. C'mon. Let's go somewhere," he said. @mrs-pulvis

[sorrowscars]

— ⌆ for a story about their family/home life

                               peek into my character’s past ! | no longer accepting

Tokyo, Japan. 1908.

It’s over dinner when he firsts asks Ruka why he doesn’t have a mother.

The idea has never bothered him before, because he hasn’t given it much thought at all until now. The girls and boys at school don’t talk to him very much, and when they do, it’s often with mean things to say; they ask where his father is, and he says he doesn’t know. They ask where his mother is, and he says he doesn’t know that either.

Not having a father is normal, from how he understands it. Lots of fathers went away to fight in the war with the Russians, and then never came back. But everyone has a mother. Sometimes he watches the other children meet up with their parents after school. Asato doesn’t get to do that. He walks home alone because Ruka’s at work and won’t be home until later in the evening, and sometimes it’s dark, and sometimes there are boys waiting for him down the road, with rocks and sticks.

He doesn’t have a mother to walk him back home.

Ruka sets down her chopsticks and looks at him in a way that makes him think she’s upset. But her voice is calm. “She died just after you were born. She was very sick.”

Ruka’s father died in the war, just like the fathers of those other children. The mother they share died because of him.

Guilt settles into his gut and makes its permanent home there.

[watchfxrthethxrns-archive]

  @mrs-pulvis

 °Gumball smiled as he headed out of his palace, taking in the crisp morning air. Nothing felt better then getting out and exploring his lovely kingdom. Walking down the street, he waved to his citizens as he made his made through the kingdom. He waved to a couple lollipop girls, smiling brightly at them when he didn’t realize he was going and ran right into someone. 

 The prince stumbled back for a moment, blinking as he collected himself before his eyes widened. “Ah! I’m so sorry! I wasn’t looking where I was going! Where are you??”

[nobiscum-blog]

@mrs-pulvis: now i want that

8))) show him the magic of aquaria

@mrs-pulvis: put him into a huge sweater and thigh highs. :y

i mean -- he already has an overload of huge jumpers but -- thigh highs. that’s actually such an adorable idea. oh my goodness he needs thigh highs

[thievinggentleman]

@mrs-pulvis said:

"You're gonna have to prove to me that I'm wrong, Jigen! ☆"

“Don’t think I won’t, woman. I’ve pissed in public, I ain’t friggin’ ashamed of my dick.” He’s sweating nervously, even while talking a big game.

[thievinggentleman]

@mrs-pulvis said:

Purred loudly in response, offering her hand for him to sniff. Haha, if he was acting like such a cat…  "Let me pet you~!"

“Tch! Get lost!” Jigen huffed, turning and walking the opposite direction, his tail straight up in the air, lifting his jacket just a bit.

[thievinggentleman]

@mrs-pulvis said:

“But I am Lupin III! ☆” Sparkle sparkle, back in costume just for this.

“You’re foolin’ no one but yourself, Cee-baby.”