“Maybe this is the year I dress up as Ryonosuke Kurosawa from Slayer of Titan: Infinity Devil.“
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@bythemoonside
“Maybe this is the year I dress up as Ryonosuke Kurosawa from Slayer of Titan: Infinity Devil.“
lunarprophet:
He could smell the lie from a mile away, but he’d play along, for now.
“Oh?~ I’d like to see just how powerful you are~”
“Why do people look at me and have to ask just how strong I am? I don’t gotta prove nothing, the name Zack Ledger should instill enough fear or respect by itself!“
lunarprophet:
He put down his flute to take a good look at the ever growing moon high above.
“…this is fine.” It really wasn’t, but he was used to this.
He seems to glow with small wisps of blue energy. “It’s when I’m at my strongest.” No it’s not, his power has no correlation to moon. He just like to say it does.
gluttonventure:
“Oh, that sounds wonderful. Is the recipe for that online?”
“Yeah it’s one of those viral videos you see on Spiraletok!“
“I’d say intelligence, resolve and wit are the most attractive qualities in a person. But I don’t really have any hard evidence to back that one up. That would be an interesting point of data to collect around the city, though…”
“You know all you gotta say is the most attractive quality in a person is just found in Zack. Bam done deal, easy, simple dimple.“
“You know? The fall weather is perfect for a gingercrisp macchiato with oatmilk and caramel drizzle.“
valsharesses:
✖ ———— “Is that all you have to offer?”
“Well I was trying to be nice but apparently you don’t agree on the same mindset so you don’t even deserve the other nice things I can give. “
good morning God has let me live another day and I’m about to make it everybody’s problem
valsharesses:
✖ ———— “Perhaps you should better defend your belongings, then,” she coos, unbothered, depositing the empty toothpick back onto the plate.
He watches the toothpick clatter upon the plate. The silence of her utter betrayal only echoes the banging of the wooden receptacle.
“I see.”
whohassummonedme:
Suddenly, the ten foot tall giant of shadow and stardust, shoots higher and higher until he is three stories of height, forty-five feet. His glass of ‘that good bubbly stuff’, however, remains at a size more suited for someone who is around six feet tall.
“Perhaps this party was a good idea, actually. I needed this change of perspective.”
“Since you’re up there can you grab the balloon that’s floating up there? Thanks Appreciate it.“
valsharesses:
✖ ———— “No,” she replies, stern and simple. To imitate Lolth herself is a most horrible idea, but the mask compels her. And so she waits for when Zack is about to take another weenie, before she reaches for the one in his hand, prying it loose from his fingers, so she can eat that one instead of the others on the plate.
“Of the Demonweb Pits… and of your worst nightmares.”
“That was my weenie.....“
A single tear rolls down his cheek. His finger still sauced with whatever cocktail of a cocktail sauce they used to simmer it in. His eyes shifting form her lips to his fingers.
“You are my worst nightmare. You’re rude! Your actions made whatever a demonweb pit is go from a riot to just a poop on a stick.”
valsharesses:
✖ ———— The gall of this male to approach her first would almost be impressive if she weren’t so disgusted by it. The valsharess looks to him, then to the food, and her very first instinct is to think the food is poisoned.
“I would know the name of the male who thinks highly enough of themselves to offer food to a goddess– and by hand, no less,” she replies, coolly.
“The names Zack Ledger and ohhhh a goddess. A goddess of what? Wait lemme guess....“ Eyes glances over her looking up and down.
“Goddess of ice or ugh...Goddess of like Melancholy? But hey if you’re melancholy you know what would really help?“ He takes a bite of another cocktail weenie and again offers the over sauced plate towards her direction once more. “A weenie.”
✖ ———— My, my. There’s a mysterious maiden seated in the ballroom, observing the dancers. Her beauty is ethereal, but there is something terrifying about her features. And her gown, fluffy with petticoats and black as night with a train that trails long behind her… it almost seems to hide something monstrous…
He sees a lonesome woman a table away. He can’t tell if people are too terrified or mesmerized by her to even try and approach her but that hasn’t stop him before. Holding the small plate of cocktail weenies away from his pristine white jacket he makes his way towards her.
“Have you tried these weenies? I dunno what sauce exactly but they’re bussin. Here try a bite!”
“Say ahh!“
We all know he’s capable of only dressing one way.
Dragon Night the obsidian knight of the azure horizon
>we’ll give her what she deserves.
a throne and a vast kingdom right? :)
Nooooooooooooooooo
bliight:
Uh oh, besties.
Amity watched in horror as it seemed this stupid wizard boy could manipulate her magic. It took her weeks to be able to manipulate another person’s abomination, and even then, she couldn’t do it so casually. It took immense concentration.
“Um—”
What else did she have? Literally nothing. Back home, she would have had an abomination step on him by now, but she was so weak here. She hated that, hated that even if she told him how strong she was back home, he probably wouldn’t even believe her.
“Like this even worth my time anymore!” Amity huffed, jumping down from on top of the car and turning away. She crossed her arms, keeping all her senses alert towards him while also trying to sound aloof. “I am so over this.”
Stupid wizard boy?!
A cackle left his mouth as he watched her jumped off the car, head thrown back from the sheer entertainment of it all. There was only one thing he could now to make the matters better or worst depending on who you ask. A thumb brushes against his nostril as he again motioned his fingers.
“Since you wanna be a big baby.”
At the last word, a puff of smoke appears before him followed by what sounds like a lute cover of Tchaikovsky’s Romeo and Juliet’s overture playingin the air. After the smoke dissipates two figures zoom off toward the young girl.
‘Hiya we wanted to see the big baby!’
“Meet my messengers, Putti or you might know them as cupids.”
One of them raises a finger and was about to speak when Zack just holds up his own finger to shush it.
“Yes yes I know Cupid is the name of one god, your god but can you guys get over it, that just the vernacular everybody knows.”