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@torntruth | Roulette Wheel Starter
“I can totally tell the difference between the ‘fine to eat’ cookie dough and the original ‘please do not eat the dough’ cookie dough and the latter is far more preferable. It always tasted so much better. Forbidden dough. Feeling like you got away with something makes it more fun, right?”
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@ethcreal || Kit & Ash
It was still early enough in the season that it had snowed the night before. The grounds of Cirenworth were a blinding white, the sun glittering on bits of ice covering frozen grass and unpruned bushes. Kit had been awoken by an excited Mina bursting into his room and crawling onto his bed, crowing about wanting to go outside and play in the snow. She was quickly followed by Tessa, who had scooped Mina up and apologized for the intrusion, which Kit laughed off. He was meant to get up anyway since he’d agreed to babysit Mina while Tessa and Jem went to the Scholomance for a few hours.
By the time he dragged himself out of bed and got dressed in his warmest clothes, Mina had been fed breakfast and Jem was putting her into a light blue snowsuit and matching snow boots. Kit leaned against the wall nearby, arms crossed loosely over his chest as he watched. It had been the best decision he’d made to come live with Tessa and Jem. He had a family that loved and cared for him, and whom he returned those feelings.
Kit pulled on the boots and thick winter coat he’d brought down from his room and dug a pair of gloves and a beanie from the pockets. “Alright, munchkin,” he grinned at Mina and held out his hand to her. “Let’s do this.” She took his hand and tugged him out the door of the mud room and into the backyard. They made snow angels and a snowman. Kit gently tossed snowballs at Mina as she shrieked and ran away from him. Mina’s scarf had come loose and an updraft tossed it across the yard. Kit chased after it, plucking it from the air and when he turned around Mina was out of sight.
“Mina!” he called, retracing his steps. Kit caught sight of her bright blue snowsuit as she streaked across the yard and into the field beyond, the tall grass swallowing her up. “Mina!” Kit tore off after her, following the little girl’s path into the field. He knew there was a pond in the field, one that would be iced over but he wasn’t sure just how thick that ice would be. If anything happened to Mina he’d never forgive himself.
Kit’s breath came in small puffs of fog as he chased after the little girl, and stopping short when he saw her by the edge of the pond. She wasn’t alone. “Mina, come here.” Blue eyes moved to the other boy knelt before Mina, his stomach lurching. “Who are you?” he asked.
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Continued from here. || @redjaybird
“Believe me when I say I have had more than enough excitement in my life as is. The problem lies in the big red bastard who keeps showing up and giving me jumpscares in an area that should be distinctly free of jumpscares.
–And I did not freak out,” she snipped defensively in afterthought, jabbing a finger at him for emphasis.
Allowing a breath to compose herself, Rhaya took a step back to better meet the unnerving stare of the tiefling and crossed her arms with a scowl.
“I don’t know how you’ve managed to avoid a thunderwave to the face this far, but eventually it’s going to happen, and I can only hope you get launched like the dead weight you are.”
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@twinklefists || Sophia & Carol
“Oh, shit.” Sophia groaned as she held up the piece that had broken off the engine she had been helping Carol with. “I...take it that wasn’t supposed to come off?” This was not her area of expertise and it was obvious she was more of a hindrance to the Kree woman than a help.
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@isitrecording continued from x.
Melinda smirked at his blush. He wasn't bad looking and it had been awhile since she had sex, so she decided to have some fun. She moved closer towards him. "No one else is here. Just me," she said with a hum. "Come join me, the water feels great."
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i think reading wuthering heights at the tender age of 15 caused monumental shifts in my psyche but it did so at levels i could not comprehend until years and years later. i'd forgotten all about the "you said i killed you--haunt me then!" line until i joined tumblr but in actually i did not forget it not once bc it's been marinating deep in my bones for over a decade and then came out full force during a random listen of one (1) hozier song. you know what heathcliff and cathy were so right and i WILL haunt you actually and you ARE more myself than i am down until death and beyond babyyyy 💗💗💗💗
#i am apparently a v calming person on the outside but then under that is an excitable jack russell terrier and then under that is a studious#work dog and then under that is an utter melodramatic fanatic <3#p#tbd
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As a certified fashion victim Vince knows that French Haute Couture is the gold standard when it comes to putting together a truly refined wardrobe 🤌
No but fr, even if intended as an April Fool's mod, utterly obsessed with @pinkyjulien's new mod :333 The pants in particular are 100% gonne become a staple in his wardrobe!
#cyberpunk 2077#cyberpunk v#cp2077#male v cyberpunk#masc v#cp2077 vp#cyberpunk vp#cyberpunk photomode#my vp#vincent ezaki#instantly rushed to take these this morning :333 now finally got a moment to post xD#coat by yours truly with release date tbd XD still got a bit to do with that!
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To be continued...
Thoughts, a couple more shots, and transcript under the cut.
So I hadn't really thought through the ending of the photoset when I started (like most things I write lmao). I realized I'd made similar fits for both of my characters, just that Hilary's matches her personality, and was immediately inspired to update NPVal with some Streetkid-gone-Nomad outfits. I sat down to write the dialogue after and realized I still needed an ending to the story! I don't want this to languish in WIP purgatory any longer so this will be a two-parter.
Transcript...
Carol: What the hell are you wearing?
Hilary: What, you don't like it?
Carol: That streetkid is rubbing off on you.
Carol: Speak of the devil...
Val: What was that?
Mitch: Hey, Val...
Hilary: Carol says we hang out too much.
Mitch: ...let's go get those scop dogs.
Carol: You two are starting to dress alike.
Simultaneous:
Val: Do not dress like that!!
Hilary: What's wrong with the way she dresses?
Val: Don't dress like that, do I, babe?
Carol: Yeah, babe?
Mitch: Uh, do you — are you — sorry, it's Pan.
<Text Message>
Pana Lama Ding Dong
#%!& GENERATORS!
</end Text Message>
Mitch: Are you fucking kidding me? I just fixed them last week!
Panam: Then you had better fix them again!
A few minutes later...
Panam: So what was that about?
Mitch: Carol. Got Val riled up about Hilary dressing like her.
Panam. You know she does, right?
Mitch: 'Course, and ya know I can't tell her that.
Panam: And what will you say when she asks again later?
Mitch: Figure something out.
#cyberpunk 2077#cyberpunk 2077 photomode#cp2077edit#my screens#mitch anderson#cyberpunk mitch#panam palmer#carol emeka#hilary navarro#valerie vermilion#streetkid!val#mitch x val#mitch x v#mitch x fem v#carol + hilary tag tbd#wlw ship#vs hanging out#mods i made#aldecaldos#the badlands#that badlands sunset#shippy saturday#shippy everyday#photostory
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@misstantabismuses Liked for a short, migraine afflicted thing [for Jinx or whoever you feel fits best]
"Y'know it just occurred to me that once everyone gets their heads out of their asses I'm going to have to learn how to sign my name."
#c: Vi;#[now that I'm finally focused lmao]#v: TBD;#[i... think Vi just means making an actual autograph not... learning how to actually write lmao]#misstantabismuses
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@ethcreal || Dru & Ash
The Academy was a place where Dru often got up to mischief. She didn’t necessarily go looking for it, but it found her nonetheless. She was a young woman after all, with a curious mind and loads of restless energy. So when her friends suggested they sneak out into the woods surrounding the school for a ghost hunt, she agreed. There had been rumors around the school for ages that the woods were haunted, though Dru figured it was probably students playing pranks on each other. Still, a good ghost hunt was right up her alley.
Which is how she found herself in the woods, a witch light stone aglow in her hand, and her roommate Thais clinging to her hand as they avoided stumps and large fallen branches. They shrieked and giggled when one of their classmates jumped out from behind a tree to scare them. If they got caught out here they were going to be in trouble but Dru didn’t care.
At some point, Dru separated from Thais and wandered farther into the woods, the cool breeze whipping through the trees giving her goose bumps. She reached a clearing awash in the pale light of the moon. This far outside of a city, the stars shone brightly and she tilted her head back so she could admire them. It took several seconds for her to realize she couldn’t hear her classmates anymore. Had she wandered that far? Dru started at the sound of a twig snapping, and whipped around, raising the witch light.
“Thais?”
#ethcreal#v: tbd;#c: dru blackthorn#i: ash morgenstern#sheesh#sorry this is so long#i just have lots of muse for SH characters lol
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i love my friends
#i'm feel v sappy about tumblr and my friends today i fear#me a sap: i am ruining my reputation of being stoic af#ooc.#tbd.#almost everyone on my dash has been around for years and it's so special to me <3
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@painofhumanity
It was way past curfew, and Yuki knew he was in trouble.
He could already feel the sting of his foster father's hand across his face. Could hear the shrill yell of his foster mother telling him what an insufferable brat he was. It made Yuki walk slow, though his eyes were cast downward, and it was cold out. He hiked the bag higher on his shoulder and wouldn't admit that he was curling in on himself.
Yeah, they were horrible. But at least it was a roof over his head.
He'd accepted the fact that in sixteen years he'd stopped growing at a whopping five-foot-seven, that he was skinny and not at all threatening, despite his temper. But he knew that he was still no match for whatever was on the street...unless he absolutely had to be.
A strong gust of wind blew through the alley, pushing him into a man--a boy--that was tall and lanky, but just as skinny. Not bad looking, either. He had brown hair and brown eyes and Yuki hit a big brick wall when he extended out his power. When someone was dangerous, Yuki could usually feel it long before they ever opened their mouth. This guy was different--it just felt blank.
"Sorry," he said, but he didn't continue walking, curious despite himself. Strange...he smelled like earth and dirt and pennies.
Pennies...Yuki's gaze was drawn downward, and his eyes widened.
"You're bleeding!"
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@adamantium-bones continued from x.
Stacey trusted Logan since they started talking again, which is why she came to him about this. She hoped he wouldn't turn her away, having always found him attractive ever since they first met. Watching her clothes be ripped away from her, she gasped as she looked at him, knowing he could see and smell how wet she was for him. "Please."
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Warmth was in the air.
It was a feeling she hadn't felt through natural cause in some time. The snow had melted, the grass was green. Trees were beginning to show leaves again, and flowers were beginning to bloom. The woman was in the fields today, sure, the environment could take care of the flowers out here. But wouldn't it be more fun to help things along a bit?
Zelda's watering can was the same shade of violet as her dress, regal. Where the water poured out, was in the shape of a heart.
It must have been strange, t see a princess out in the wilds like this with no guard. But with her incredible magical power, Zelda hardly needed any. There was a song in the air, her beautiful, operatic voice ringing through the fields as she watered a patch of flowers. Tulips, they were, having just opened this morning. Wasn't that exciting?
Upon hearing footsteps, her song comes to an end. Regaining proper posture, rather than bending down to water the flowers, Zelda turns to her guest.
"Oh, good afternoon."
A bow of the head, as show of respect.
"I must confess, I have been keeping an eye on these tulips since they were only bulbs. Watching a seed grow into a beautiful flower feels like its own magic."
Holding her watering can in both hands in front of her, even Zelda's smile exhibited grace, as did the way her hair, and dress moved in the gentle wind.
"How could anyone stay inside on a day like this? The sky is so blue, and the clouds look like pillows."
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hello, welcome back to if you’re reading this you’re obligated to hold my hand(s)
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if it wasnt for his still mysterious titty gem, we could have a boob window i just realize after months of drawing al haitham
#the idea of him sticking a fake gem there every morning is still v funny to me but damn if theres nothing about it i want the#tiddy window i think#hmm#sketch#tbd
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