up my sleeves, up my sleeves ✔

[Written by Y.V.; multiverse OC; 18+] kalren. 10. if y0u can't snatch my fetish, i'll fedex it (i've always kn0wn, i've always kn0wn)

[culljoycasualty]

// figured out how to get back into like half of my blogs only to find literally everyone’s moved on anyway! ahahaha what a fucking mess.

[royalsuggestion]

The ichor of deities is nothing to me

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Peer into my muse's memories

❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile

💙- A sad memory that makes them cry

💛- A memory that makes them feel angry

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad

💔- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely

❣- A memory that leaves them laughing

💕- A memory about their significant other

💞- A memory about their children

💓- A memory about their friends

💗- A memory about a good deed they did

💖- A memory that made them feel special

💝- A memory that made them feel loved

💘- A memory that gets their heart pounding

💟- Wildcard!!!

[culljoycasualty]

0kay but fr i need a straight up plat0nic battle buddy th0. s0me0ne i can stay 0n s0me RTJ levels 0f tight with, and still get wicked bl00dy t0gether with. 

seri0usly, fights in gens0ky0 are s0 much m0re fun...

[gifbro]

[tastefullyoffensive]

[video]

[kainn64]

[toushindai]

[gif: an image labeled “Waking up a cat, with an airhorn…” but instead of blowing the airhorn, the person in the video nudges the cat’s head with it gently and exchanges cuddles with it]

[culljoycasualty]

cutemoniic:

==> Holding grudges is what kept you alive for a long, long time: the burning anger that you felt, the spite that moved you… it made you feel like you had a purpose: hating someone so much that you wanted them dead, your teeth and control sunken into them like sharp hooks. You held onto your hare for a while… until it backfired terribly.

==> It’s not out of convenience that you blurted out an apology, but out of emptiness. The special moment you two had made you miss him – and your reaction was exaggerated anyway. You kept him at arm length for too much, and even without the relationship, it is better like this.

“I… overreacted too. I should have grasped the situation once you explained, but I was too angry – this has happened to me so many times that… maybe it was me all along.”

==> You let yourself sulk for a few moments, hood hiding wet eyes until you lift them up and onto him, golden orbs piercing through him.

“… I don’t know how to react.”

==> Spite motivated you. Kept you running, kept you living. You didn’t just live in spite of the odds, you thrived on that underdog status. So long as you got back up, you’d continue living sheerly out of spite, even if in a precarious position-- just to flip your assailant off, wiggle your tongue at them, and say ‘I told you so’.

==> But here, you outright didn’t know how to handle this. You were so used to fighting for every inch of ground you could get that when someone gave up a mile, it was akin to a dog chasing a mail truck. Well, I caught the fucker, now what the hell do I do with it?!

“Just like even if it meant I was a limping, reeking mess, I should’ve limped my ass after you. There’s enough blame to go around.”

==> Her eyes meet yours, and you already knew you were lost. That might’ve been the first thing that caused you to fall for her, what felt like sweeps, entire solar cycles, yet you knew it’d barely been a few perigees-- her eyes. Her eyes were always what captivated you. 

“...Neither am I, but if there’s one thing the two of us are really good at, it’s looking at a blank map and drawing our own.”

[culljoycasualty]

0kay uh let’s see, the cubs w0n the w0rld series, and a pig just went flying past my wind0w s0 either the endtimes are 0n the fr0nt d00r, 0r the universe is just taking an 0ff year.

[jmpalmerpoems]

🔪🔪🔪

[stuffgurlswant]

Give me time and I’ll give you a revolution.

Alexander McQueen (via stuffgurlswant)

[culljoycasualty]

...that is a fucking pig that just flew past my wind0w

...i didn’t have any gene splicing experiments scheduled f0r the next f0ur perigees, what the fuck? i’m calling yukari in the m0rning 

[culljoycasualty]

cutemoniic:

==> You do notice something on his face, and stiffen: if that’s hesitation, you don’t want to hear about it. Hesitation and doubts are what destroyed you last time, and you call his name softly to rip him away from his thoughts. Perhaps it works.

“… Well, I was just getting my new powers! And it DID grew back after a while, dummy!”

==> You protest like a child, slipping your leg out of your dress and cape, to show him: aside from the scar where the holy fire burned it, it looks like a normal, slender leg, dotted with small freckles. Thank god it didn’t hurt where your tattoo is, in your inner thight. Your cheeks dust themselves with red, eyes sparkling with a bit of embarassment.

==> It’s a nice moment. There’s something stuck in your chest, and you think back at Klaus’s words about being wary of everyone, holding grudges… he brushed some hair away from your face and told you that it was going to consume you, destroy whatever relationships left you had – and the kiss that he left on your forehead still burns with things unsaid.

==> You look like you’re not listening, eyes glued to the floor…

“… Kalren?”

==> You bite the edge of your lower lip, a sharp canine showing. You look like a child caught with jam on their mouth for a split second, before…

“… I’m sorry.”

==> Stupid, stupid, stupid.

              Pause.

                     ...Yeah, seconding you on that one.

==> You couldn’t have heard that right. Both tracks of your mind were quite convinced that that was a hallucination that you honestly had to check the short-term memory logs on the eye just to make sure that had actually happened. You had frozen, admittedly-- just the concept that you’d come to accept as fact had fallen out from under your feet. You had expected a 1984-esque, ‘the prodigal son given a desk job before a bullet in the head’ ending.

==> You’d expected so many different things, and instead... Shock had painted your features, purposefully kept haughty and cruel, kept angular and almost regal in how classic of a profile your changed form gave off. But with the apology, and the ensuing second and a half internal reaction, your features had softened without your ever noticing; your eyes showing their natural mismatch for the first time since you’d returned to Hell in your full capacity.

“I... No. I should be the one apologizing to you, Simon. I... While I couldn’t have forseen what initially happened, I could have tried to handle things better. You didn’t deserve half of the shit I put you through.”

[culljoycasualty]

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try ctrl alt del

bruh try me i will fry every m0therb0ard y0u cherish

[culljoycasualty]

vomitspill replied to your post: vomitspill replied to your post: ...

did you turn it off and back on again

n0, i just ritualistically blasted it with f0rce nine techn0mancy first then didn’t ask any questi0ns afterwards.

c’m0n n0w.

.l

[culljoycasualty]

cutemoniic:

==> As soon as you focus away from it, the doorbell floats away in the air, getting lost… somewhere? You’re not sure where, but his laugh prompts an ugly snort from your nose – which quickly gets covered up by your hand. You lift your hands up defensively, face scrunching up in vague apprehension.

“Hey, hey – I don’t wanna lose a foot in the barbed wire! ’M not a bear. Get a door, maybe a cute one! Last time I lost a leg it took me months to regrow it back. I looked like a pirate.”

==> You pout for a few seconds, cheeks puffing out cutely, before you opt to rest against a chess piece. The little zap of energy sends jolts down your back, helping you be at ease with the situation.

“Mmm… true, I know you. Still, I don’t want you to suddendly faint between caffeine overdose and paperworks. So once in a while I’ll come and check, hmm? Don’t wanna lose my Kalren here.”

==> You grin, slender fingers extending to pinch gently at his cheeks in a silent rebuff. It’s a playful action, and your fingers sting at the connection with his skin. This was home. Doing this was home, leaving you with more questions than you intended to have. But this prompts another grin, as you take a little advantage of the situation.

“Awww, am I special enough? Tell me, tell me~”

               Now you know, Kalren, Leviathan or not, this is STUPID. You hamster-assed                sonofabitch, the cycle’s just gonna start again. And this time, you’ve got no                more tricks up your sleeves to help you survive, pathetic whelp.

                   Shut up, tin can. You were more useful to me when you                    were Majestic, not some blithering wannabe Valent. You                    couldn’t even keep the blood color right, you bougie bitch.

==> Your eyes rolled somewhat, despite the grin still on your face. You were getting better at masking the constant internal turmoil in your head by the day. You knew full well Sapphire was just as spiteful as you, but you also knew it wasn’t him your head. Just your own doubts. He wasn’t nearly childish enough to take things to a telepathic verbal slap-fight, as much as you wished he was some days.

“Yep, and I did offer to build you a new leg, didn’t I? But nooooooo, your prideful ass decided ‘I’mma just let it grow back on its own it can’t take that long!’” 

==> Nothing had changed. Nothing had changed. Your palms rubbed at your eyes again, because as much as you didn’t want to show it, that little traitorous voice in the back of your head was going a mile a minute. Simon pinches your cheek, however, and everything in your head stops. 

                        What the hell is this cliche shit?

“Maybe. Mostly because we seem to exist in similar states of mutually assured destruction, more or less. If there’s one thing I respect in people, it’s tenacity, after all...”

[culljoycasualty]

// tfw Topaz literally is having the reaction of “parent who regrets their child” towards Sapphire

[culljoycasualty]

blinding lights, where i g0... i l00k d0wn fr0m the t0p and it’s cr0wded; bel0000~0000~0000w!

[culljoycasualty]

vomitspill replied to your post: vomitspill replied to your post: ...

huh well if you can get it via space or whatever ill send some over sometime

if i get my sendifier w0rking again, i’ll give y0u the heads up. it’s weird, transp0rtalizers w0rk, but if y0u’re n0t registered as living here, the transp0rtalizer’s’ll strip y0ur p0ckets bef0re y0u’re sent back h0me, and my sendifier d0esn’t even want t0 turn 0n, despite my slapping it with f0rce-9 techn0mancy.

s0 we’ll see, mate *D