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i think i’d like to come back to tweek and this blog eventually ( not officially ruling dead status just yet --- ! ) but. y’know. in the meantime check out my elder god ( zoe’s ) blog ! i'd love to see her try and navigate the mystery of human beings haha
HONEY , don’t feed it ! it will come back ! — indie hc based zoe / please read rules and about before interacting.
❝ i miss talking about life and other stuff. ❞
HOW VERY SPECIFIC ! torn between confusion and amusement, tweek’s face does a series of expressional acrobatics ; awkward and weird and probably worthy of olympic level awards for his efforts. finally he settles on something of a happy medium ( which is to say, less like he was experiencing an inexplicable aneurysm ) as he shoots craig a look — squinty and furrow - browed and strange in a way that, he’d hoped, would portray just the right amount of question marks that were undoubtedly floating around in his brain, “… i don’t — what the fuck does that even mean, man ?”
he swallows a shiver, fingers caught on the hem of his shirt as he raises an eyebrow and bumps craig’s shoulder against his own, “i miss talking about life and shit too, dude — gah ! that’s why i asked if you wanted to hang out in the first place !” there’s a funny sort of fondness that touches his expression when he huffs, lips pursed and eyes crinkled, “it’s… mmgh, been a while since we got to do stuff together.”
deh ask meme, @tuckersucks
❝ dude, i’m proud of you. ❞
FONDNESS BECOMES HIM ! twitching lips and furrowed brows suggest pleased affection ( or maybe it’s just another one of his unavoidable physical tics ; it’s hard to tell. it’s all a matter of interpretation, really ) as he offers craig nothing but a soft scoff and a light shove in response. “whatever, man. if you’re just gonna say i told you so, you can save it for later.”
speaking of ! his hands flitter back to the play’s script easy enough, thumbing through the pages with quick &&. jagged motions. the smile he gives craig is more certain, this time — or, less likely to be taken as an accidental facial spasm, anyway — gentle and sincere and highlighted under the heat of beaming stage - lights. “i still gotta, ngh, help put away some props if you’re planning on waiting up, though…”
deh ask meme, @apathcia
i’m surprised people are still finding this blog when i’ve only made one ooc post for the first time in months fhdjfd
.... fuck it. sure! i’m performing blog cpr! why not!
❝ i better head out. ❞
DEH ask meme !! @bluetoque
“that’s what i said you should do, like, anhourago, GAH,” he’s practically shoving craig out the door, frustratingly unfaltering and sincerely absolute in his insistence. hazel eyes glare through long, brown lashes, relentless only until the tic under his eye twitches involuntarily. "my parents are gonna get all, rrgh, weird if they find out you stayed over while they were gone.”
still, he manages to catch craig’s gaze before he briefly leaves him outside to scoop up his hat from the kitchen table; huffing when he gets back, and gesturing craig to just Lean Down A Little, You Fucking Giant. easily secures his boyfriend’s chullo atop his head before frowning in consideration, tongue clicking, "agh. you’re a bad influence, you know that??”
with trembling digits still wrapped around the tassels of craig’s hat, tweek gently tugs his boyfriend closer ( lightly enough wherein he could break free at any time; just in case craig doesn’t want to or, like, tweek’s breath smells really bad, or something ) before pressing his lips against craig’s own with a soft, sweet kiss. lingers even when he pulls back, lips curled into a shy smile, before releasing his hold and taking a step backwards into the significantly less-cold state of his home.
“now get going, tiger.”
❝ all we see is sky for forever. ❞
DEH ask meme !! @birdieflip
craig always spoke of galaxies beyond and stars just out of reach with such certainty and absolution. he was always so consistently unwavering in his recognition of orion, cassiopeia, both major and minor ursas, and so on and so forth, that seeing him use words so simply-put and effortlessly elegant in it’s execution, is—-
tweek’s face softens to a smile; small and warm and just a little bit sleepily amused, as he eyes the way craig’s got his palms splayed up and skyward. like he could bring forward the universe itself with the flick of a wrist. tweek wouldn’t doubt it.
“mm,“ he hums, eyes fluttering closed, "that’s—- really cool, craig. space is really cool. when you get past the, geh, aliens and vast, never-ending emptiness and stuff, i mean.“ images of nebulas and stardust dance behind shut eyelids, his usual shuddering tremors noticeably absent as he loosens his grip on one of his uneven buttons, "… still pretty nerdy, though.”
dear evan hansen lyric starter meme -- part one
feel free to change any pronouns, etc.! trigger warnings for death and drug use.
❝ can we try to have an optimistic outlook, huh? ❞
❝ can we buck up just enough to see the world won’t fall apart? ❞
❝ we’re not giving up before we’ve tried. ❞
❝ this year, we make a new start. ❞
❝ i’m proud of you already. ❞
❝ another stellar conversation for the scrapbook. ❞
❝ i’m kinda coming up empty. ❞
❝ can’t find my way to you. ❞
❝ does anybody have a map? ❞
❝ i don’t know if you can tell, but this is me just pretending to know. ❞
❝ the scary truth is, i’m flying blind, and i’m making this up as i go. ❞
❝ another masterful attempt ends with disaster. ❞
❝ pour another cup of coffee and watch it all crash and burn. ❞
❝ each day’s another wrong turn. ❞
❝ i better head out. ❞
❝ if _______’s not ready, I’m leaving without him/her. ❞
❝ i’m flying blind. ❞
❝ i’ve learned to slam on the brake before i even turn the key. ❞
❝ give them no reason to stare. ❞
❝ no slipping up if you slip away. ❞
❝ no, i got nothing to say. ❞
❝ step out of the sun if you keep getting burned. ❞
❝ on the outside, always looking in. ❞
❝ will i ever be more than i’ve always been? ❞
❝ i try to speak, but nobody can hear. ❞
❝ we start with stars in our eyes. ❞
❝ we start believing that we belong. ❞
❝ no one tells you where you went wrong. ❞
❝ when you’re falling in a forest and there’s nobody around, do you ever really crash, or even make a sound? ❞
❝ did i even make a sound? ❞
❝ it’s like i never made a sound. ❞
❝ will i ever make a sound? ❞
❝ all we see is sky for forever. ❞
❝ we let the world pass by for forever. ❞
❝ feels like we could go on for forever this way. ❞
❝ wouldn’t that be cool? ❞
❝ there’s nothing that we can’t discuss. ❞
❝ there’s nowhere else i’d rather be. ❞
❝ we’ve been way too out of touch. ❞
❝ it sucks that we don’t talk that much. ❞
❝ why would you write that? ❞
❝ i’m just trying to tell the truth. ❞
❝ this needs to be perfect. ❞
❝ i’ve gotta tell you, life without you has been hard. ❞
❝ i miss talking about life and other stuff. ❞
❝ very specific. ❞
❝ shut up! ❞
❝ who says that? ❞
❝ each day’s another fight. ❞
❝ if i stop smoking drugs, then everything might be alright. ❞
❝ smoking drugs? ❞
❝ just fix it! ❞
❝ i’ll try to be more nice. ❞
❝ it’s easy to change if you give it your attention.❞
❝ i want to show that i was, like, a good friend, you know? ❞
❝ stop doing drugs. ❞
❝ just try to take deep breaths and go on walks. ❞
❝ you’ll be obsessed with all my forest expertise. ❞
❝ absolutely not. ❞
❝ dude, i’m proud of you. ❞
❝ i’m just glad to be your friend. ❞
❝ our friendship goes beyond your average kind of bond. ❞
❝ the only man that i love is my dad. ❞
❝ you’re getting better every day. ❞
❝ miss you dearly. ❞
❝ why should i play this game of pretend? ❞
❝ i could curl up and hide in my room. ❞
❝ why should i have a heavy heart? ❞
❝ why should i start to break in pieces? ❞
❝ why should i go and fall apart for you? ❞
❝ why should i play the grieving girl and lie, saying that i miss you? ❞
❝ i will sing no requiem tonight. ❞
❝ i’m going to bed. ❞
❝ come sit with me. ❞
❝ you can’t stand to be in this room for five minutes? ❞
❝ at some point you’re going to have to start dealing. ❞
❝ i’ll keep the light on for you. ❞
❝ i gave you the world, you threw it away. ❞
❝ ‘cause when the villains fall, the kingdoms never weep. ❞
❝ no one lights a candle to remember. ❞
❝ no one mourns at all when they lay them down to sleep. ❞
❝ after all you put me through, don’t say it wasn’t true. ❞
—- hiya !! soooo this is just a quick heads-up that i’ll be gone from june 29 to july 9-10 ‘cause i’m gonna be away for a camp thing!! i’ll probably still be available on discord though, and you can always IM me here if you need me & if i don’t die of heatstroke !! i hope everyone has a great rest of their week ✨
this is my absolute favorite scene from @craigtherewhoisahomosexual‘s fic moth wings!(go give it a read if you’re into grumpy tweek, twenny, ghostly stuff and later on heavy feelings- it’s still ongoing but buddy i can promise this fic is gonna be Good)
i love them a lot ok
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‘ economics and government, ugh. ‘ stan rolls his eyes, drumming his fingers against the strap of his laptop bag ( swiss army ; a present from SHELLEY after she had dropped his laptop and cracked the shell of it ). ‘ it’s one of the classes that i’m taking in that power-push course since i missed all that school for my accident and i was doing so good and then kyle came over and we watched all 230 episodes of red racer and next thing i know i have two days to write 20 pages. ‘ ironic that someone who was in the running for VALEDICTORIAN could be such a bad influence on his best friend. ( thanks, kyle. ) he thumbs through and takes out a ten - dollar bill, looking it over in his hand. surely it wouldn’t be more than a venti at harbucks, but it is locally-made, so. anyways. ‘ what do i owe you, tweek ? ‘
he makes that sound again---- the one that’s sort of not-quite-a-laugh and a little shrill around the edges. brows don’t lift from where they’re furrowed, but they are, unmistakably, a tick more amused and decidedly less frantic. the firm acknowledgement of stan and kyle’s weird super-best-friends relationship reminded him of simpler, elementary-school memories. like when they disbanded a crime-ring dressed up like knockoff superheroes, for example. “i didn’t know you and kyle... mm, likedredracer,” he hums, before adding, “... but i know what you mean---- GAH!! craig does the exact same thing and drags me, token, jimmy and clyde over whenever he’s stressed out. i could probably recite red racer dialogue in my sleep.”
he’s already gently sliding the drink across the countertop with shaking fingertips by the time stan asks about the price. catches a whiff of it and decides it isn’t... really unfounded when people tell him his favorite drink tastes like rat poison. “geh... $4 is probably fine.” his particular brand of ( probably literal ) poison wasn’t exactly on-menu. no point in advertising it as such.
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when one fell, whether it be human or elf. the clean up crew were soon to follow. those lured by the smell of blood– the s c r e a m s for whatever goods they had in their satchels and pockets, or w- hat was left of their flesh. the smell of blood hit him and hung in the air like the smell of wet dirt after an intense rainfall, it was strong en -ough to lull his eyes shut and he inhale the sweet smell. fresh, still warm… it was about time for a feed. he had lost track since his last one, the elves were painfully protective with their dead… and greedy with the humans. normally under the guise of sharp, icy blue now t- aken on and ominous, h u n g r y shade of crimson in his eyes. VAMPYR steps out into the clearing, a hum of amusement as his icy presence even brought the wildest of boys out in heckles.
upon his eyes falling on the victim, he almost wrinkles his nose at the sight that would churn a mortals stomach to illness. such a mess, so sloppy. one would think the wolves had gotten the best of this one, but by looking at the savage boy, it wasn’t far off.
❝ – my word, didn’t we get a little carried away. i could smell the poor sod from miles away. ❞
there’s a restless humming in the heat of the summer air by the time tweek is finished with what’s left of the human that once stood; their blood staining, screams ringing. his own carelessness echoes in his ears like rattling chain-mail; only partially regretful as he swipes a red streak across his lips with the pad of his thumb. his own unsightly lack of grace is the only reason he’s on edge enough to sense the presence of another---- sharp gaze unflinching when his companion apparates and speaks so calmy.
his lips part and words sit between his teeth like stones. they jumble, awkward and unfit in a place where they don’t belong---- as if he can’t force his jaw to move around the consonants and vowels the way he wants them to. still, he perseveres; dauntless and unshaken in the wake of his own audible discomfort. “---- necessary, for alliance,” he admits, painstakingly honest and straightforward, as was his nature. unrelenting stare cuts back to his companion, “sends... nngh, a message.”
he figures, with no amount of subtlety, that the other underlying message in his tone implies what he’s thinking. it was more than clear that the barbarians were in association with kupa keep. the vampires, however... “what... mmh, are your intentions??”
