a loud caw was in the distance. who could it be? ah yes, it was indeed a mage. but not any mage, it was henry! yes, a henry is grabbing your shoulders and cawing right your ear. he is back and ready to party.

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a loud caw was in the distance. who could it be? ah yes, it was indeed a mage. but not any mage, it was henry! yes, a henry is grabbing your shoulders and cawing right your ear. he is back and ready to party.
funny bones [ren&henry]
"You, you!" Henry wiggled his finger in the male's direction and practically danced over to him. Walking on the tips of his toes, not once touching his heels to the ground until he was actually standing in the male's way and smiled his usual eerie smile. "I need your help, mister," Clasping his hands together the mage slightly hunched over to get closer to his face, not knowing much about personal space really, he continued to invade and kept his eyes closed. "I lost my crow friends! And you'd be a real pal if you could help me find them, they're probably looking for food since I couldn't feed them like I usually would be able too. I mean what do crows like anyways? When I grew up I thought all animals like berries and stuff! But then again, crows are associated with the dead, too!" Now he was blabbing on and on and the poor stranger was probably uncomfortable but Henry didn't sense it nor did he seem on the verge of shutting up either. "Do you think they found a dead corpse somewhere and they're picking it's eyes out? I'd sure like to think they are! Those cuties, always trying to pick at people's funny bones!" That was.. a morbid joke, Henry. "Nyahaha! Get it? Funny bones? They're dead and it's funny because that's what tickles people! I bet you have a funny bone, dontcha? But can you help me mister? I really do wanna make sure my children are safeee!~"
"you've been hit by, you've been struck -- by a smooth sorcerer!"
cue crows just flocking about him. dont mind him he's just glad to be back.
Truth Serum - My muse has to answer any and all question regardless of what it is.
Please preface questions with “Truth”
anonymously leave a rumor about my character in my inbox
mint, caramel, strawberry
what does your muse dream of having in the future?
a wolf. maybe a family and 1.3 billion pets. but just a single wolf, white furred.
is your muse a morning person?
he is one with the crows. he’d be up at the peek of dawn just to see the sun rise and then annoyingly caw at everyone to wake up. everyone meaning people he’s friends with.
does your muse like fruit? which one best?
henry loves fruit. living in the wild makes you dependent on certain things, nyahaha. his favorite is infect strawberries.
need to cool off? try an ice cream meme !
vanilla: write a cute and fluffy thought your muse might have.
chocolate: have your muse mention something they tend to indulge in.
strawberry: does your muse like fruit? which one best?
pistachio: write your muse saying something "nutty" and out of character.
black raspberry frozen yogurt: have your muse try to impersonate mine.
caramel: what does your muse dream of having in the future?
vanilla chocolate swirl: would your muse consider... ~"entwining"~ with mine?
mint: is your muse a morning person?
sundae with a cherry on top: write something that would make your muse happier than anything in the world right now.
rocky road: your muse trips and falls onto mine; reaction?
chocolate peanut butter: does your muse like the nightlife?
malted vanilla: write a sad and fluffy thought your muse might have.
banana: is your muse lusting after something right now?
pumpkin: write about a special memory your muse has.
butter pecan: is your muse moved easily by bribery or flattery?
coffee: does your muse do well pulling all-nighters? have they done so recently?
cookies n' cream: my muse snuggles up next to yours on a cold evening; reaction?
egg nog: does your muse hold their liquor well?
rum raisin: what kind of drunk might your muse be?
green tea: what calms your muse when they need it most?
"I look a hundred times less insane than you," he snaps, irritation hiding the anxiety lowering into the pit of his stomach.
"and a hundred times angrier!" he laughs as he says this.
"make sure you crazy kids dont do anything dangerous and exposing! we dont want it to get too hot in here nyahaha!"
"You’re a tiny, morbid, little man, aren’t you."
"im atleast 5'10 and full of life! yknow the kind of life that makes you wanna spend it every second in battles, or just in general living it and dying in the most goriest, bloodiest way possible? then yeah im a morbid person!"
Dionysus couldn’t help but snort. Henry had no idea how close he was. Nonetheless, he squeezed the other’s hand back… and almost crushed it. Whoops. Sometimes it was easy to forget that humans were actually substantially more frail than gods. He let go with an apologetic smile as he continued.
"I don’t see why we shouldn’t," he said simply. It was best to be friends with the people you lived with, after all, and Henry seemed interesting. This could be fun.
he would've said ow if he had felt it right away but he didn't and probably wouldn't for a while. wondering why he let go he pouted and then quickly smiled again,hopefully he didn't see his slip up. "so, where ya from dionysus? were you like some kinda king? lets tell eachother secrets, my biggest one is i like to rip thumbs off, okay secret? thats not a secret, thats a fact, nyahaha!"
Dance with me? || Open
"Well, I wouldn’t technically say freaking out is what happens.. I just don’t like people seeing me?" Inigo was unsure himself; why did he freak out? It was kind of a gut feeling, something he couldn’t describe.
Honestly, Henry was an okay guy, but he was the last person Inigo wanted to see when he was dancing. Oh, great; he probably saw Inigo mess up, too! This was all an embarrassing mess…
"I don’t know, h-how long were you standing there? I hope you didn’t see that…” Inigo only hoped Henry couldn’t hear the last part. “So, um, how are you? Nice weather we’re having?” Inigo hoped to change the subject…
"well potato, pahtatoe!" he shrugged his shoulders and dismissed his sentence completely. "well your secret is safe with me, you're alot better then me, the most i can do is dance on a grave or two and its not even that great, nyahaha... you should take your dancing into more consideration and maybe not get in the open like this? wouldnt want chroma chrome to find you and call you a slacker!" outstretches his hand and ruffles his hair, he almost seemed like a father when he does this.
"The Sun is a star; it doesn’t have emotions. If you care enough to not want me to hate you, you would have the sense of mind to stop with the puns before you dig yourself any deeper."
"how deep? if you want my head on a mount just let me know when and where to put it, hopefully my smiling face watches over you as you sleep in your room and the smell of inhumane doesnt give you nightmares!"
"N-No, not like that. I mean… you know, don’t… don’t assume the worst. Or, don’t go so far as to think…"
"Y-You know. I’m sorry if my wording was vague… oh, gosh! I’m so sorry, I didn’t even… m-my name is Atlus." he offered a hand. "And you are?"
"my names henry its nice to meat you! youre a funny guy, i like funny people."
"I’m utterly amazed. Every time you open your mouth, you give me a new reason to potentially hate you."
"but hating makes you a grumpy grima! dont be grumpy, be happy like the sun is! uness you dont like tans, nyaha."
LEANS AWAY. CUE FROWN. “I don’t like them; I tolerate them. And only because of one individual. You’re far and away from being anything like him.”
"i talon-rate anything if you give me the time and place! jeez, mister dont be so hot headed you may as well die your head red to match the heat of the sun because you're on fire with rage from just a couple of jokes!"
“‘Sizzle’…?”
"Let’s… let’s not jump to extremes…"
"jump? who said anything about exercise?"