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Independent + Private + Selective Yu Narukami from Persona 4
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Behind every mask is a face and behind that a story.
Independent + Private + Selective Yu Narukami from Persona 4
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Guess who’s back...back again. Tizu’s back...
Maybe. I’m working on revamping my Yu Narukami blog and if I do come back I will probably be single-muse blogging again. If anyone is still on tumblr wants to see any of my muses let me know and I’ll work on their blogs too.
New contact information is: Muu#5424...or you can just message me here. I’m still leaving this as my main blog until I make a decision and finish up Yu’s blog.
“You’re going to be fine. I promise.” (for Boomer!)
The boys had a tough job. On one hand, the man who gave them the job said it would be easy. On the other, the same man had scammed them and attacked them.
Brick had his back turned at the time. They were all completely unsuspecting of the man’s intentions. This was just another job. Boomer, however, heard a noise and looked back, noticing the man had a weapon pointed at Brick.
With a hard shove to his leader’s side, Boomer pushed him just out of the way of the weapon’s fire. The blast knocked Boomer into a nearby wall.
He couldn’t feel much of anything after that except weakness and pain. Boomer heard fighting, but couldn’t get back up. He didn’t know what he had been hit with, but he could barely move. Brick and Butch apparently went ballistic, or at the least that’s what he thought he heard.
When the dust settled, he heard faintly a voice telling him he would be fine. However, Boomer could barely make out who it was. Brick.
“You’re okay. Good.” And with that, Boomer lost consciousness.
GENERAL
“Can you walk?”
“How did this happen?”
“What the hell happened?”
“I hit my head.”
“Did you hit your head?”
“Can you hear me?”
“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”
“Come on, stay with me!”
“No no no no no!”
“You shot me!”
“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”
“You stabbed me!”
“I didn’t mean to stab you!”
“Take the knife out!”
“Don’t take the knife out!”
“It was an accident!”
“That/this wasn’t an accident!”
“That looks broken.”
“I think my leg/arm is broken.”
“That doesn’t look good.”
“Am I going to die?”
“You’re not going to die!”
“Calm down!”
“Don’t panic!”
“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”
BLOOD
“Are you bleeding?”
“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”
“Is that blood?”
“Whose blood is that?”
“That’s a lot of blood.”
“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”
“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”
“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”
“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”
“I won’t let you bleed out!”
“You have blood on your face.”
“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”
“What’s your blood type?”
“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”
WOUNDS
“That cut is nasty.”
“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’
“Don’t touch it!”
“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”
“I’ll get some bandages.”
“You’re going to need stitches.”
“That looks infected…”
“Did you get bit by something?”
“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”
“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”
AFTERCARE
“How are you feeling?”
“How does it feel?”
“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”
“Let’s go home.”
“I just want to go home.”
“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”
“We need to change your bandages soon.”
“Get some sleep, okay?”
“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”
“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”
“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”
I should mention, just in the unlikely event someone stumbles upon this blog, I’m reworking everything. So it’s all messed up right now. Should be fixed in a few days.
Boomer is getting his cheeks squished in the most passive aggressive way.
“As much as I appreciate the attention...what are you doing and why are you doing it?”
brcmeo:
“ Heheh, you got the joke Blaze! Cause you and Brad aren’t gay!! “ He’s all too happy with his work. Was he smart, or was he stupid? Somehow this was the owner of a cat cafe… “ Anyway, I was thinking of hanging a chalkboard up so we could write silly stuff like this to each other as jokes. Do you think Brad would like it? Something to get him out of his dusty old lab one of these days… “
“Yeah, I get it now.” Even though he was having moments of questioning his sexuality recently, he would let this slip by. No need to burden his brother with needless internal drama. “I don’t think anything will get Brad out of the lab except the rare occasions he runs out of food. We could cause a power outage to our apartment and see if he comes to join family time...”
rivalcalem:
“ I guess you’re right… It isn’t fair for the two of you for me to not have one too, huh? “ He thinks about it for a minute, then takes a marker and writes on the back of one of the signs in big bold letters: BARON IS LAME! He proceeds to hold it up to Blaze. “ Something like this? “
Okay maybe Baron did understand what he was doing? Blaze stared at the sign for a few seconds before he could make out words.
“You’re not lame...or is that the joke?”
rivalcalem:
“ Was it?! I’m glad! “ He smiles cheerfully and lifts both signs above his head once again. “ I mean, I could but that would defeat the point wouldn’t it? Cause they’re supposed to be funny jokes for you two! “
“I think no one should be left out.” This was Blaze’s kind way of trying to show Baron that the signs weren’t funny--trying to make him make one for himself. “So what would a sign about you say?”
rivalcalem:
“ Your face doesn’t look enthused… Did I not make a funny sign, Blaze? “
“Hilarious.” He quickly changed his tone and lied. He couldn’t let Baron get down on himself. “Have you thought about making one for yourself?”
rivalcalem:
“ Someone told me it would be funny to have a sign up like that ! I have one for Brad too, don’t worry! “
“...” He’s not sure what to say. Part of him does want to laugh, but the other feels insulted. “I’m not sure if Bradley will appreciate that.”
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“Why do you have a sign like that?”
Written by Tizu
Mun is 21+
Original Series + Florpus Based (+ comics as I catch up)
Welcomes crossovers, doubles, and original characters
Mun has been RPing Zim on and off since late 2011
Will follow back from GatoBytes
“I’m going to do detailed explanations of all the AUs I have for my characters”
“Good enough”
Also worth remembering: Rui: Lead Vocals Eli: Lead Guitarist Ann: Runs around the back of the stage playing every other instrument she can get her hands on but she mains the trombone
I made a new icon border for all of my icons. They all match! It’s not the prettiest border in the world but I’m happy with it for now.
Anyways, I plan to spend the next few days expanding on my verses for all my characters and create new verses for some of them--Such as a modern verse for Bernadetta and maybe Pokemon verses for some non-Pokemon muses.
I’m always open to plotting new verses so let me know if you want to plot one!
drylic:
He felt a bit wary of her excuse… Cold? Compared to the freezing nights back home in Plegia, it was rather warm here in Fodlan… “ I’m not sure I can do that Bernadetta. Professor said that he was cooking up your favorite tonight! So, please come join us? “
There were a few noises of Bernadetta internally fighting herself before the door was opened. It was only enough for her to peak out, and even then she squeaked slightly at the thought of furthering the conversation.
“Be brave, Bernie.” Was whispered to herself as the door was further opened. When the door was finally fully opened, she blankly stared at Marc. “I...” She looked as if she were fighting herself on if she wanted to step out of the room or not. “I have to go. Bye!” And thus, the door was shut again.
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He knocked at her bedroom door, curious as to if she was in. Bernadetta usually was around this time… “ Uhhh, hey, Bernadetta? Professor asked me to come check on you… Are you doing okay? Would you like to join us for dinner today? “
“I’m fine! I’m fine! It’s just uh...cold out tonight! I can’t leave my room!” Due to past transgressions with Ingrid, Bernadetta hid beside her bed just in case the door was kicked down. “I’m really fine, so just go on and have dinner without me!”