Tumgik
# ic int.
littlebabyatlas · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
vanilla mocha regressor board !
907 notes · View notes
faultyconscience · 1 month
Text
@mendinggashes said: ❝ things don't go like they should. ❞ Cassie @ Rumple
Tumblr media
"That is a matter of perspective." He replied simply. From his point of view, things were going exactly as they should. She was awake, Sheriff Graham was well on his way to waking up...Regina's curse was already crumbling and Ms. Swan had only been in town a short while.
8 notes · View notes
heartsdefine · 1 month
Text
↪ memes — accepting!
@donebowing said: you should be furious, shouldn't you? - Lissa c:
Tumblr media Tumblr media
        “Why? So I can be more like you?” Lissa arcs a brow, glancing over to him as she picks through the brush, gathering kindling for the fire. There are things she could be angry about, of course. She hasn't seen her father in months, and her step-mother sent her off into the woods hoping she'd never come back. But perhaps rage is not a burden she wishes to bear. “I don't like to be told what I should be.”
7 notes · View notes
citrinitxs · 10 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
What a view... How about a quick break so I can sketch this beautiful scenery?
Tumblr media
DISCLAIMER: This blog is a roleplay and interaction blog (SFW). The admin DOES NOT roleplay NSFW threads unless with close friends.
Tumblr media
Greetings. My name is Albedo. It must be your first time coming to the camp, hm? If you are lost, you may peruse through these books. If you have any questions, you may reach out to me for inquiries. Thank you for coming. -> Favonius Handbook -> Process of Alchemy -> Creator of Kreideprinz -> Albedo's Sketchbook -> PSA from Alice
Tumblr media
5 notes · View notes
troublcmakcrs · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
▸   @multiparked   ⟶   ❛  ❛   do  you  think  you  would  ever  hurt  me  like  that ?   ❜ (kyle @ craig LMAOOO)  ❜   ╱   (  dangerous , accepting .  )
Craig answered quickly, “Of course not.”  It was hard to tell if they were taking steps forward or back.  He had always wanted Kyle to acknowledge his part in the bullshit between him and Tweek, but ow that that was happening, Kyle was, perhaps rightly, looking at him like he was a monster.  And sure, he was.  It took a special kind of fucked up to do everything he had, but at least, he regretted it.
“I’m trying to do better.”  Craig had his arms crossed over his chest, probably not the most inviting stance, but it was a habit to go on the defensive, even subconsciously, when his relationship with Tweek was brought up.  “I’ve not hurt anyone since Tweek.”
Actually, that was not entirely true.  He still got in the occasional fight here or there.  But when it came to dating, as much as he hadn’t done a lot of that seriously, he kept his fists to himself.  “Well… nobody actually important to me, anyway.”  And Tweek was important to him, and Craig learned that he didn’t enjoy being that way to the few people in the world who mattered to him.
He chuckled a little, although he knew the joke he was about to make was dreadful.  “That’s why I take everything out on the shit on the counter instead.”
7 notes · View notes
friendscfmine · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
▸   @sinshosted​   ⟶   ❛  "Oh, demons aren't so bad. You just have to keep them well-fed." //from ava forrrrr michael? or honestly any of them. whoever fits ur fancy.  ❜   ╱   (  percy jackson & the last olympian , accepting .  )
“Well, I never said they were bad or that I was scared of them,” Michael protested.  He had seen Cthulu, after all, and didn’t even go insane from it, although the mind-numbing boredom and bitter disappointment he had experienced felt like they would be enough to tip him over the edge all the time.  So, this is how it happens, he had thought, realizing he couldn’t even get out of school the next day.
He was one of the rare children his age who was already taller than Ava, and he peered down at her with an unbroken gaze that betrayed his interest, hands in his pockets, cigarette dangling dangerously from the corner of his mouth.
“That’s good to know, though.”  A pause.  “What do they eat?”
7 notes · View notes
c1tyhaunts · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
SYMBOLS STARTER CALL. @lotuskissed: 🩹  for  an  injured  /  sick  starter .
MESSY, MESSY, MESSY; tonight wasn't as easy as the previous ones, was it? You were in over your head, as usual; you didn't even think twice about how to go about your assault tonight. Walkman pinned to your torn jeans, headphones blaring Hip To Be Square like you're Patrick fucking Bateman, cutting through the Russians like they're squealing pigs and you're the butcher. You felt it: sparks traveling through your bloodstream, the high straight in your brain. You were blind, caught in the rush, and the beat-by-beat. It only took a second before you looked back, horns blaring in your airphones, and then came the loud crack on your own skull—
"But, you should see the other guy," Richard's dry laugh echoes in the empty hallway outside of Ramona's apartment, rumbling as it came deep from his chest. The coy joke falls flat, however, as his face stays motionless, glossed, and deadpanned. Richard stands tall before her, almost completely unfazed by the steady stream of blood that soaked and crusted up strands of his strawberry-blonde hair down to his chin. His signature jacket spotted with speckles of blood, and clearly, not all of it was his own.
It's a scary sight, but Richard wasn't thinking that far ahead. He recalled Ramona lived close to the last assignment, and it may have been better to find someone to patch his head instead of driving all the way back home. Adrenaline can keep him walking, but he wasn't going to die drunk against the wheel, high off of the endorphins.
Plus, who knows? Maybe company is what he needed after a good night out.
"Can you patch me up real quick?" Richard asked simply, pointing to his general person. "I, uh, don't think I have time to go to a hospital just yet."
Tumblr media
7 notes · View notes
jackokinnies · 10 months
Text
@a-darling-angel:
“this isnt night to day makeup, this is night to the grave sis” (angel to jack)
Tumblr media Tumblr media
❝ Yeah! That was the point! ❞ He gestures to his face . . . Well. If someone couldn't tell he's goth from the black clothing and piercings . . . they certainly can from the eyeliner and dark . . . marks under his eyes? They look like they got punched in both eyes.
. . . Yeah, drawing on paper was always more his thing. Makeup is a whole other skill set he does NOT have.
Tumblr media
He hands over his makeup . . . which entirely consists of a stick of eyeliner and drying mascara. Yikes. ❝ Why don't you have a go, then? ❞
17 notes · View notes
mojoomojojo · 7 months
Note
Mmmm I bet it would just feel soooo good to be so empty right now 😌 Remember what it felt like to leak? Back when you had permission? Ahhhh I bet that felt soooo gooodddd~
😭😭 ohhhhhhhh be nice to me i gotta goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
8 notes · View notes
sinjhopokedex · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
@heroesxdemons ❤️ this post for a short starter!
Tumblr media
"Hey, Symphony, have you ever seen the Human World that Sinjho is connected to?"
Tumblr media
12 notes · View notes
musesofthemoon · 1 month
Text
@musesofthesun | cont.
she's out of breath, staring at the sky. yui rubs her eyes with her hands, one of which is skeletal. she blinks, realizing that kotori is offering assistance. yui hesitantly accepts, clambering to her feet with the grace of a limp doll. yui grunts, shaking out her skeletal hand.
Tumblr media
"if sucker punches are allowed like that, then we gotta brawl again," her remark sounds annoyed, but her face and tone are intertwined with a lighthearted lilt. "if you're down for another round."
She can't help but laugh a bit at the comment. They were both used to fighting dirty, it seemed, but that was probably just the way they were brought up. Either way, she's out of breath as well despite having been the one who came out victorious. It was pretty tiring, but all the same Kotori hadn't felt alive like this in a while. She usually tried to hold back when battering someone, mainly because they didn't have the same skills that she did. Yui, however, was different. They were both durable, powered by the spiritual, and able to tell each other when they wanted to stop.
Tumblr media
Once Yui's to her feet, she nods. "Sure, we can have another go," she offers, still trying to regain her energy however. "Just give me a second, I'm sure you could use a few seconds too." She doesn't take too long, however, hands moving back into a ready position along with her body. Now that Yui seems to be getting ideas, she wonders what will show up on her sleeve.
It's now, in these times, that she doesn't have to hold back. And that in itself is exciting.
5 notes · View notes
faultyconscience · 1 month
Text
@heartsdefine said: “i feel like we got off on the wrong foot.” - korra @ lin
"You broken a dozen laws within an hour of being here, destroyed a city block and ran from my officers, causing even more damage to the city. They may have let you do whatever you want in the south pole, but being the Avatar won't get you special treatment here." Lin said, crossing her arms over her chest, glaring at the headstrong younger woman.
6 notes · View notes
heartsdefine · 2 months
Text
@cragsnow — bg3 elspeth starter call / accepting!
Tumblr media Tumblr media
        “Did you know you have a passenger?” Slowly, Elspeth reaches up, hand brushing one of his horns and coming away with an iridescent beetle cupped gently in her palm. “Salt skimmer,” she says. “You only ever see them on the coast, never in the city.” She turns to tip the insect from her hand onto a nearby bush, smiling. “He must've thought your jewelry was a friend.”
7 notes · View notes
troublcmakcrs · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
▸   @sinshosted   ⟶   ❛  ‘ you’re a feisty little shit, ain’t you? ’ //for either of em from odin >:3  ❜   ╱   (  happy death day , accepting .  )
That was one thing about Tweek, that when he wasn’t freaking out, he could be more confident and even vicious when he wanted to.  Spending time with Craig’s gang was intolerable if you weren’t scrappy yourself, if you couldn’t take a hit directly to the teeth and scramble back to your feet again.
“Yeah!” Tweek grinned, temporarily breaking character to beam with pride.  His face, arms, and chest were adorned with bold black-painted triangles, and he wore a brown cape fashioned out of an old coffee sack and decorated with dusty faux fur picked up at the craft store.  It was much easier to feel strong and in control as a barbarian.
Then, he leveled his bow with its suction cup arrow at Odin again.  No more messing around.  “You’re trespassing through Dark Lord territory, and you s-still haven’t given me a good reason not to shoot you!”
7 notes · View notes
friendscfmine · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
▸   @sinshosted  ​ ⟶   ❛  "It's just… I've got a lot of life left to live. I'd hate to peak in my sophomore year." //from ava for. surprise me. one of the adults- LKDFKLS  ❜   ╱   (  percy jackson & the last olympian , accepting .  )
The stool in front of Richard’s coffee counter is as good as one in any bar, a place to go when you need some warm liquid comfort or courage in the morning rather than the dead of night.  And he has earned a reputation like a bartender, wiping down the counter or the milk foamer while he nods sympathetically at the town’s problems.
He is also able to play the role for children, who can’t get into bars, although not many of the local ones stop in, save for Kenny.  Ava is another exception, but she has not ordered a coffee, instead picking at a pastry she smelled baking from the street.
Richard gives her a soft smile.  “Don’t worry, you haven’t peaked yet,” he tells her.  “I know at your age, it seems that once you turn forty, you might as well be dead, but that’s not true.  You have all the time in the world to make something better of yourself.”
He wipes his hands on his apron and says, “Are you sure I can’t get you a coffee?  A lot of people say it makes them feel like they can take on the world.”
7 notes · View notes
c1tyhaunts · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
EMPATHETIC SENTENCE STARTERS. @waterdepths: ❛  i'm here for you. no matter where or when i'll always be here for you.  ❜
AH, ANOTHER LOFTY PROMISE SO EARLY IN THE MORNING, and yet, it bewitches her every time. His careful, yet casual promise captures her focus, and now she lets the words settle in her chest. Her breathing is regulated, and her shoulders relax. And in seconds, Lilah feels security, represented by the crackle of scrambled eggs and a hissing espresso machine.
Five seconds: that's all it took to shift everything, The anxiety, the dread, the shame ― all of it, slipping away as Lilah's tender gaze settled on the picturesque scene before her. A lover of honest intent against a wide window plane, snow pelting thin frosted windows. The warmth of his handsome smile was worth ten suns and beyond, being the face of assurance and hope above all else. And from where she sat, looking over to Gale with unabashed ardor, she remembered: five seconds. A chance five-second meeting turned into months of this―A sleepy, Sunday brunch away from the cold, cold world.
And she couldn't be any happier.
"Ah, well, I guess I should tell you now: I do have a long and arduous quest I need to embark on, and I do need a good companion for it. What would you like to be: the knight or the wizard in our party?" Lilah chuckles, smiling along with him as she sets her pen down and pushes away her current paper edits. Her words come in jest as she gets up from the table and joins the sight she was admiring, placing herself by Gale's side. "You fancy yourself a wordsmith, so maybe a charming, but daring warlock build may fit you better?"
Someone may have been getting a tad too familiar with fantasies lately; maybe she'll need to change her afternoon reading habits. Lilah's smile stays, sheepishly weaving her hand into his as she speaks. "I appreciate it, truly. Though, I don't think you can get rid of me now; I've already claimed a small portion of your closet and I don't think I'm willing to part with it yet." A bit presumptuous, are we? "But, thank you, again. It's... nice to have the reminder. I'm sorry if I've been a bit quiet, there's just been a lot on my mind. I'm hoping a nice breakfast may help..."
Tumblr media
5 notes · View notes