A Library In Progress

Owls are symbols of wisdom, after all.

[grinningowl]

I’ve moved.

Spring cleaning, kinda.

New url is velvetcrescendo, for those who miss me :V

[grinningowl]

I’ve moved.

Spring cleaning, kinda.

New url is velvetcrescendo, for those who miss me :V

[grinningowl]

I’ve moved.

Spring cleaning, kinda.

New url is velvetcrescendo, for those who miss me :V

[grinningowl]

I’ve moved.

Spring cleaning, kinda.

New url is velvetcrescendo, for those who miss me :V

[grinningowl]

Taking a hiatus from role-playing on tumblr, in case you didn't guess that already from my lack of activity. Just kinda tired of roleplay here.

[beautiful-wildlife]

Little Owl Touchdown by John Barlow

[trenchcoattentacles]

╰➛○●○ W aterbottles weren’t the  oddest thing they had flashed at someone. It could have been worms. Lots of worms. It was better to think of it less as ‘flashing’ considering that worms in general do not have nudity taboos. Seriously, when was the last time you saw an earthworm in a sweater? 

“Ah, alright. These are just in case my skin gets too dry.” They started following Blake, listening close to their footsteps. 

“We worms breathe through our skin, you know.”

̶☙̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶̶̏̿͞ⓧ̶̶̿̏̏̿͞͞ⓧ̶̿̏͞ⓧ̶̶̿̏͞ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶❧ ̶

[grinningowl]

“Oh, huh. Well, not taking you sightseeing, or rather smellseeing in a desert anytime soon.” the lad remarked as they continued to walk.

After about a minute of walking Blake stopped right before entering a large clearing that was suspiciously empty of colourful plants. That, and the grass was pushed down on a few spots. “Here we are.” he said and knocked in the air, rewarding him with the sound of metal being knocked on, and after five seconds there was a spaceship instead of nothing there. Door was right in front of them, and Blake took the liberty of opening it for Trench.

“Word of advice, don’t take the black balls he offers you. Tastes horrible.” he shuddered.

The insides were typical metal, though once you got out of the cargo hold and into what seemed like the living room, it was rather cozy. Warm colours, comfy furniture, typical stuff you’d see on Earth. Well, besides the large, slender, featureless black creature with yellow eyes and a fancy open trenchcoat with a shirt under coming out from the cockpit to greet the worm-being.

[wowtastic-nature]

💙 Short-eared owl on 500px by Young Sung Bae, Seoul, Korea ☀  NIKON D4S-f/4-1/640s-600mm-iso110, 800✱1200px-rating:99.0

[thefutureissilver]

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                 Ι  will    ENSURE    that    you    have    a    better    future.

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[grinningowl]

Guess who’s dying.

If you guessed me, you’re wrong. But I’m feeling pretty bad so that’s my excuse for being a lazy bum :v

[outdoormagic]

Backyard Barred by Michael Whittaker

[trenchcoattentacles]

✌ home ✌ ask ✌ navigation ✌ about ✌ rules ✌ worms credit ✌

[trenchcoattentacles]

Keep moist your worms.

[grinningowl]

[grinningowl]

Semper Iucunda (Private RP with NS-6)

[grinningowl]

ns-6:

“Some would consider this a more vanilla take on lust.” Ignacis chuckles. “I suppose it is more common, but if to focus on beauty is typical-” The demon gestures towards the nearby window at the view of his realm. “-I think we’re onto something.”

Ignacis tilts his head upon noting Blake’s signing out of his social awareness. A small smile comes to his face. It only widens when the human checks back in.

He laughs. “Mm, yes I did, as did he.” The demon perks his brows and smirks. “I could make time and room for a cutie like you.”

Ignacis reaches over and caresses Blake’s jaw with his fingers. “If you are sure you feel you’ve been adequately served, we may move onto my end of the bargain.”

The demon’s muscles flex lightly as he looks the human up and down.

The young man smiled at the mention of vanilla. “Never understood why vanilla became a term for normal.” he shook his head before he continued to listen, looking at the window when it was gestured to. “Definitely. An otherworldly beauty.”

Blake seemed to straighten up at the possibility of being able to visit in the future, with the unavoidable blush caused by being called a cutie. And the caress, though without the pleasing feeling, was enough to make him squirm.

“M-more than adequately, that’s for sure.” he replied, looking at the demon’s horns with the occasional glance at his eyes. There was something so alluring about them that he had to look in them and before Blake knew it, eye contact was made for longer than two seconds and well over.

[trenchcoattentacles]

grinningowl 

continued from here

╰➛○●○ “You people these days and your ‘internets’,” the worm scoffed. Would have rolled their eyes too if they had any. Forget the internet, Trench did not even know how to use a computer. Or a phone. Or anything electronic other than light bulbs for that matter. 

“Of course! Yes! I am most ready!”

T hey opened their trenchcoat just to reveal several water bottles tucked into the mass of their tentacles.

“I even brought my own water!”

̶☙̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶̶̏̿͞ⓧ̶̶̿̏̏̿͞͞ⓧ̶̿̏͞ⓧ̶̶̿̏͞ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶̶ ̶❧ ̶

[grinningowl]

“Hey, it’s the best type of net.” Blake smirked, amused by the worm-man’s response to something they couldn’t see. Maybe if they got something to help with blind people that want to use the internet.

The lad redirected his gaze quickly to Trench’s ‘chest’ area when they opened their trenchcoat. 

Water bottles wasn’t exactly the expected thing being flashed from someone in a trenchcoat. Then again, Trench was made of tentacles.

Maybe in Japan.

“Oh, right. Well, it’ll be about an hour of travel thanks to the advanced science of the civilized space people, though it never hurts to be well hydrated.” he shrugged before turning around. “Come on, not so far away from here.” he added before starting to walk on a small dirt path.

[trenchcoattentacles]

"Hey kid, wanna try some space?"

“ Who are you calling ‘kid’, child?” ,they gave a light-hearted chuckle.

“So, when do we start, friend? Now? Never ?”

[grinningowl]

“Ah, just a joke on the internet.” the lad shrugged. “Some people take pictures of animals in funny places and or poses- oh, right, space.” he laughed, mentally facepalming for going off the subject.

“Yeah, we got the transport fixed. Follow and we’ll take you there, if you’re ready, that is.”

[grinningowl]

my prize is almost finished