#thread; tbd

[wikihowhowtoexist]

ghh. please dont flop. please dont flop. please don

this took like 203 layers. and 13 hours and 30 minutes btw. irlk it was like 2-3weeks

but uhh it doesnt look that official iguess. who carez

jhere lemme show you like two easter eggs i put there actually:3

this ones pretty obvious id.say

just reffering to how timekeeper is croissant

okay so no. coffee candy isnt crying at nothing. HGEEDLP

if you recognize the lobby theyre in. uyes its the witches kitchen. and you can see matilda(the witch from cr) (search her up) hand slightly. thats becasue, tk felt silly , trapped baugette and coffee candy in the witches kitchen and made them run away from . their death!

right as the witch was about to grab therm both. tk was like 'oops this went too far' and then bought them back to the present timeline! teehee

also the picture . thats floating kinda. is a hc that. string and croi were. childhood besties... hgh,,,,

#cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #time balance department #croissant cookie #string gummy cookie #timekeeper cookie #baguette cookie #coffee candy cookie #tbd #raf art #crob #cr #THE TIME RIFTS WERE SO PAINFUL TO DO #timeless thread cookie #honey fondue cookie #toffee sugar cookie #this is gonna flop. isnt it #good night its #like #11:08 am rn HERLP

[mysterycitrus]

reading comics not for enjoyment or leisure but a secret third thing (to win arguments online)

#had to crack open my rr (2009) trade to win an argument in a tiktok comment thread #🌝 #dc comics #tbd #spokes #i hate it here. #batfam

[the141ghost]

@kingfishered said : "if a genie gave you three wishes, what would you ask for?" (from soap to ghost)

Something about the operation today felt... off.

And that was being generous. Ghost didn't usually get anxious like this over a mission. In fact, it was usually the opposite. Usually, he'd be bouncing off the fucking walls to get back out on the field, to get his hands dirty, to be useful.

Not today.

From the second they had made infil, right until now, he'd had a gnawing feeling in the pit of his stomach. 

His team had pushed in first, and as Johnny was muling the explosives, Ghost had instructed him to keep a decent distance back, to keep safe. Sure, the explosives were mostly the reason. But, even since the night when Johnny had found him covered in blood in his office and tenderly cleaned him up, Ghost had found himself getting more and more tentative about allowing his Sergeant into the line of fire. What if something happened to Johnny? What if something happened to Johnny on his watch, today? He'd never be able to fucking forgive himself.

Despite his persistent paranoia and the gut feeling that something would go terribly wrong, it had all been going fine. Smoothly. Well, even. That was until...

"If a genie gave you three wishes, what would you ask for?"

Ghost had to admit he was glad for the mask, or else everyone in the fucking room would have seen the sheer look of horror on his face. Here Johnny was, chatting away like he wasn't on a job with the terrifying Ghost. No, Johnny was acting like he usually did when it was just him and Simon.

That wasn't how it could go today. He had half a mind to give Johnny an apologetic look before he spoke, but that sentiment quickly went out the window when Ghost became acutely aware of all the eyes on him, waiting with bated breath to see their Lieutenant's reaction to the question.

If it wasn't for their company in the room, men and women who hadn't worked with Ghost enough to realise he was a ball of bad jokes and anxiety, he might have laughed. He might have actually tried to answer the question, it was quite an interesting one to think about.

But, unfortunately for Johnny, Ghost had to save at least a little face, and couldn't be setting a bad example for the rookies by letting himself get distracted by his Sergeant. 

Agonisingly slowly, Ghost turned, fully facing Johnny with his hands tightly gripping his rifle and his feet planted firmly on the ground. He fixed him with an annoyed stare, knit brows behind the undoubtedly suffocating mask. It was pretty warm, it wasn't a surprise he was struggling to breathe a little. Though, he did suppose he could put that down to shock over Johnny's... peculiar question.

Maybe it was a bit of both. 

"What the fuck do you mean, a fucking genie, Soap? 

No Johnny for him, not while he was fooling around and pulling everyone's attention off task.

"Sergeant, some of us are trying to do our job, here," Ghost hissed, stepping towards him, taking him roughly by the arm and marching him out into the already cleared corridor. Out of earshot of everyone else, Ghost ducked his head in, voice lowered and tone much softer. "What would you ask for?"

#tbd//answered asks #tbd//threads #simon ghost riley #call of duty #call of duty roleplay #cod ghost #cod mw2

[xluciifer]

1AM GANG RISE UP.

#ill maybe be up for another hour before i FOLD. sorry I've been hyper focusing on drafts. so many threads im so excited for... #ooc ; out of heaven #tbd.

[leschanceux]

@f1rst-prince

"We'll start small", Catherine had said. "We'll start with Henry, and work our way up to Bea and Pip. You'll see - they'll understand, darling." Arthur wasn't so sure, but he wanted to believe. The cancer had been supposed to be fatal. Irrevocable, the hospital had said. They'd advised bedrest, somewhere warm, and between Catherine and Mary, which looking back was never a good thing), they'd decided it was best for Arthur to disappear until they knew, one way or another. He hadn't, however, realised that disappear meant dead. That his children had been mourning him all this time, and that Catherine had been pretending to go on charity excursions. "It was as good as charity," she'd joked, and he'd frowned at her. He was angry and horrified. Insisted that he be reintroduced to their lives, demanded it, in fact, or he'd find a way to damn well get back. "It won't be easy," he'd been told, but he didn't care. So they'd started with Henry. The youngest, the softest, Catherine said (though Arthur privately disagreed), the one least likely to snap after realising that he'd been lied to half his life. Once more, Arthur wasn't certain he agreed, but they had to start somewhere. It took some planning, and he wasn't sure how Catherine was even going to tell Henry (surprise, your dad has been alive this whole time!) or the others, but he had to trust her. He didn't have much choice. Catherine had flown Henry and his partner in from America, and on the flight over she'd decided spur of the moment, it'd be better just to... wait. Henry wouldn't believe her if she told him, and their relationship was not great. It was better, she thought, if Henry saw, if he and Arthur had that wonderful moment she could almost imagine in her head, the two of them running toward each other, that beautiful family moment., then everything would make sense and be forgiven. It would be perfect.

Since his father had died, Henry felt like the colours of the world around him and the gilded cage he was trapped in had faded to a dull grey. He'd lost most of his family in one fell swoop; Dad was dead and buried, Mum was absent both physically and emotionally, Philip had apparently decided to follow Gran's views on pretty much everything, and Bea had gone completely off the rails as she searched for her next high.

In short, life had been pretty shit - would've been unbearable if it wasn't for David, Pez and now Alex.

He'd been curled up in bed with Alex and David when Mum had called out of the blue, asked them to come back to England as soon as they could. Of course he'd agreed; Mum had called to ask, and that in itself was something to sit up and take notice of. She wouldn't say what was happening, though, and neither Bea nor Philip knew what was going on - they hadn't received a call, though Bea was threatening to just show up anyway ( for moral support, she'd said, though Henry thinks that she might just be nosy ).

That's how he'd ended up here, stood in the gardens of Kensington Palace with Alex's hand clasped tightly in his own as they waited for Catherine to meet them, politely admiring the rose bushes with quiet murmurs.

#f1rstprince #THREAD; ( HENRY ) #WITH; ( CATHERINE ) #VERSE; ( TBD )

[dramatisperscnae]

@thecreativeforge [x]

Deliciously remarkable dinner and a pleasant walk through the luscious green gardens at the local park, and yet nothing compared to the absolutely stellar of Dick Grayson's. Roy and Dick scarcely had the chance to have evenings like these all to themselves, especially with his princess Lian getting her fair share of Roy's attention, but finally being able to be out an about with his bluebird... It was an absolute treat, and Roy had a terrible sweet tooth. Their heated kiss finally broke, and Roy took a soft breath himself, forehead pressing against Dick's as he cackled to the sound of his question. "Why do you think I wanted to skip dessert?" He teased and keaned in to press another featherlight kiss to those addictive lips in spite of his breathless tone. "Had I not been a polite gentleman, I would have considered taking the main course right there and then." Crass, maybe, but it was intentionally exaggerated, and he knew Dick was aware he was just being blunt to make a point across. He pressed another firm kiss before inhaling sharply through nostrils and pulling back, flashing Dick a more tender smile. "You ok? I didn't hit your head too hard on the wall or something, yeah?"

Dick's cheeks, already faint pink, flushed darker at Roy's words, an eager light in his eyes. His hand tightened a little in Roy's hair, pulling his archer that much closer. Main course, was he…? "In public? Scandalous even for you, Roy," he teased back, knowing full well it had been exaggeration to begin with. Didn't make it any less fun to joke about. All just a part of the game.

He leaned eagerly into Roy's kiss, letting out a soft hum of pleasure before the hand in Roy's hair slid down to cup his cheek. "I'm fine," he assured the other, thumb brushing over Roy's cheekbone softly. "More than fine." Another kiss, then Dick leaned forward to nuzzle against Roy's ear, lips just brushing over it as he continued, "…now are we gonna stand here all night…?"

#thecreativeforge #dick ic #dick verse: gone solo #dick/roy: ship tag tbd #dick thread: date night

[stillsolo]

this is such a baby take but ppl who don't talk through tags low-key freak me out

#( . unless we've already talked ooc ofc #( . idk ive been talking through tags since 2011 so call me biased #( . imo talking through tags helps give interesting commentary in threads too #( . idk why im talking about this oml bleary eyed and with insane bedhead i immediately grab my phone to post about nothing #˒・*。◞ ( ooc ) *･ﾟ✧ ⎸ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴀʀʙᴏɴɪᴛᴇ. #˒・*。◞ ( tbd ) *･ﾟ✧ ⎸ sᴏʀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇss.

[lasplaga]

𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 / 𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄: 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

MEDICAL TW: Hello followers, I know my pinned points out that I'm low activity already, but I'm going to emphasize it for May 2024 ( & June more than likely ). I'll be in & out of the hospital very frequently beginning the 7th, so I may not have my devices on me, or I'll genuinely be too stressed / miserable / etc. to respond to asks & threads, plot or draw, you know the drill. Hopefully, I should be alright by the 17th - 20th, but the outlook isn't that good. If I have to extend my hiatus through June, I will post an update here. I do have an important notice regarding June, but it's a bit sensitive for medical, so it's under a read more:

For those not in the know, I'm undergoing treatment for a multitude of conditions, predominantly PTSD & Epilepsy, among other uncontrollable symptoms such as morbid hallucinations & irate behavior / extreme mood swings. Which, after briefly losing health insurance, worsened. I'm currently in the middle of trying different cocktails of medications + treatment to see what sticks, which has resulted in symptoms I don't even want to get into right now. The point is that I'm a very sick individual, & I'm sick to the point that I'm under the process of applying for disability, as I'm not safe to work in public or drive right now. Changing medications & going to the hospital for treatment take a serious toll on my emotional, mental & physical well-being, so depending upon how my mind / body reacts come June, I will post a second hiatus if need be.

#/ i dont expect people to wait for me btw! so if you want to drop threads or unfollow me thats fine #/ i genuinely cant make promises that ill be here or in group servers so that's unfortunately how its gotta be for the foreseeable future #/ I'm already exhausted talking to one person - groups of people will send me into a quick breakdown. That's genuinely how bad it is rn lol #/ That's pretty much it. i'm taking my one crumb of happiness this weekend before plummeting into srs depression once again 👍 #/ Being disabled is so fun / s #.tbd

[galacticforces]

open for @ourcwnside or @hodgepodgebitches

I'm imagining Crowley's been singing the song that never ends or something, but it also could be he's bending over seductively or exposing his ankles or even something like calling him out on his weird new socks or something. up to you.

Aziraphale didn't get angry. Of course, righteous anger was allowed in certain circumstances, but he'd never been overly fond of it. After all, striking down wicked humans wasn't his job--that was above his pay grade, so to speak.

But Crowley had been teasing him, irritating him on purpose, and (may the Almighty forgive him) the fury had been building. And finally, it snapped. Supernaturally fast, he was out of his chair, both hands fisted in Crowley's shirt. Then they both hit the wall. "One more time," he dared menacingly. "Repeat that one more time and see what happens."

#new thread #ourcwnside. crowley #c. aziraphale #v.aziraphale. tbd #probably #v.aziraphale. main

[poisonedxbeauty]

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#tbd #you know you need to get off when you almost make an among us joke in a thread #i dont play but seen the memes #I keep planning to get off and get distracted

[jsbashirmd]

@lietwice sent:

❛ Don’t use your charm smile on me. ❜

Julian's smile went softer and his eyebrows tilted together curiously. "My charm smile? And what is that?" Even if he had a smile specifically intended to be charming, why would he think it would work on Garak? Still, he had to admit that Garak was especially adorable like this, all grumpy and argumentative, and maybe that was incentive enough to feign just a little extra ignorance.

#answered #new thread #lietwice. garak #c. julian #v. tbd #t. tbd #s.s. enjoyable company

[earthssprout]

borth .......... day .... .... .. ..

#( ❀ | ooc ) #;tbd #( aRI'S BIRTHDAY IS FRIDAY ... #I won't lie to you guys ... I don't enjoy writing 'special occasion' threads as much as I used to 😭& Friday is the day my Chunky Final is #due ... 😔 #but it's also been like. TWO YEARS since we last celebrated her birthday in ANY WAY on the blog 🥺 I feel like that needs to change ... #thinking ... thonking ... )

[xluciifer]

Good morning, sinners!

> Had free time to write.

> Spent my morning looking at pictures of Vox.

#ahahaha... ill get to drafts because everyone wants a reply from me (responded back to our thread) #ooc ; out of heaven #tbd.

[leschanceux]

@amillixnvoices asked ❝ be quiet and kiss me. ❞ -

"Is that an order, your highness?" Alex questions, eyebrows raised high as he gives Henry a look that speaks of complete innocence, like he's not deliberately being a brat, like he's not deliberately holding back from obliging, pressing their lips together hungrily like they both know he wants to.

#amillixnvoices #THREAD; ( ALEX C. D. ) #ANSWER; ( ALEX C. D. ) #WITH; ( HENRY ) #VERSE; ( TBD )

[seadcgs]

he doesn't know how to tell ben. how the best way would be to tell him. his husband isn't dumb, he'll definitely start noticing, soon. and also wondering why he wasn't wearing his leather jacket, as much. or drinking. has half a mind to take one of the small child toys, he'd made for sprout, and put it on ben's pillow, as a hint.

there's also another thing, he has to tell him, besides all of this. about....his time, at sea. aboard a real, actual pirate ship. about his relationships there....and what, or rather, who, came from them. now's as good'a time as any, brewster. ben's yours, now. you gotta be able to tell him these things.

caleb opted to wait until dinnertime. that way, he knows that if ben gets upset, it wouldn't be on an empty stomach. he's glad it was proper stew, this time, and not the bread and beans that they'd had for nigh on a week, now. the light of the fire lit up his face, and bens; he looks at it for a moment, empty bowl still in hand.

free hand rises up to grab the gold wedding band on a chain around his neck; squeezing it and sliding it around, a bit, for confidence. or maybe as a reminder.

❝ hey, tallboy. i, uh---gotta tell ya, somethin'. somethin'....i probably should'a told ya 'while ago, but----didn't know how t'bring up. ❞

@pyratezlife knows what this is. also anne istg if you stop your work to reply to this im disowning u

#pyratezlife #* interactions / pyratezlife . #* threads / caleb & ben. #* arc / caleb: tbd. #[ we need a verse name for this lmao ( more like i do ) ] #[ but yeah anyway sorry ben two big things are being sprung on u su rpri s e shawt y ]

[stillsolo]

going through iconing / color correction hell rn but HELL YEAH LOOK AT HIM

#( . why tf would i ever need icons of this scene? idk. can't think of an aesthetic reason #( . this doesn't even work for sexy threads bc look at all that fire #( . are they boinking in hell or what #( . gdi im shitposting now. i knew this would happen #˒・*。◞ ( ooc ) *･ﾟ✧ ⎸ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴀʀʙᴏɴɪᴛᴇ. #˒���*。◞ ( tbd ) *･ﾟ✧ ⎸ sᴏʀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇss. #˒・*。◞ ( crack ) *･ﾟ✧ ⎸ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ. ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ʜᴀʙɪᴛ. #( . do i need to tag for nudity? idk but he's not naked just fyi