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hi this blog is dead but you can catch me at @heridae where i will definitely probably be writing sahara from now on! cool!

#ooc.

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“Don’t touch that. Bees sting.” It’s a wasps nest, and Sahara has already begun to back away.

#waywarded

sinninggod:

delighted, dio takes their hand, slowly enough that if they wanted to pull away, it’d be very easy. ‘ do you like milkshakes? we could go get a milkshake. ‘

They don’t let go, despite the way their eyes narrow at the contact. Holding hands isn’t particularly enjoyable, but it’s no bother.

“I like...” Milkshake, milkshake. What is that. Shaken milk? Bubbly milk? Milk soda? Sahara says yes to milkshakes. “Yes, I like milk.”

#sinninggod #take as long as you need honestly #the words are sign language... i don't know if dio speaks that but sahara does

someone on dogspotting just spotted a dog that looks relatively close to what i picture neptune to look like, except with a little more fur

he:

#ooc.#headcanon.#neptune.#he has ORANGE!!! HAIR!!!!!!!!!!#HE!!!!!!

strawberries and peaches in ice cream is what i ca ll ... sahara dessert .... And ...... That’s really what this blog is about

#ooc.#i gotta go to bed #food /#but this is IMPORTANT #BLOG MATERIAL!!!!!

mepeat:

Tock does not see the mouse scuttle over her moccasin. She puts down the casserole and the groceries and kneels down. “You fuckin numbskull. You’re such a fuckin’ numbskull all the goddamn time.” Out of her sock she retrieves a box-cutter. “You’re touched in the head.” Cutting into the upholstery and tearing out chunks of sponge. “You’re fucked. You fuckin’ numbskull. You bozo. You dumbass dickwad with a numbskull face.”

Catching a glimpse of the blade, Sahara’s eyes widen. It’s sharp and pointy and there’s something about a bright room and a constant beeping, then they’re asleep and awake and asleep and awake and hot, hot, hot ---

But it only digs into the sofa, and they forget about the boxcutter with a blink. There’s a wide, toothy grin while the weight of the cushion dissipates, and they find themselves able to wriggle free. Although Sahara doesn’t quite grasp the concept of a numbskull, they know fuck, and it just makes them grin wider.