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❝ Tick Tock, goes the clock.❞
ᖲґїαґ ґøṧℯ --// Cursed AU
❝ Gross. ❞
He muttered foully to himself as he nearly tripped on an exposed tree root. Gold was starting to develop a burning hatred to all things green and leafy. Wearing a dress was not conducive to long walks in the forest, but there was literally nothing else for him to do all day.
Exploring the nature around his home seemed like a good idea at the start. Of course that was before he ended up stabbing himself with the same twig four times.
A horrifying thought rose up in his head.
❝ I.....
......
think I'm lost. ❞
❝ Looks like the bastard up and disappeared again. ❞
"It’s a region, of course!"
"Sylveon!"
❝ No fair, how come you get the cool looking Pokemon? ❞
hands, feet, body type, sleeping habits
You doodle-butt, i refreshed and bam.
Hands
Gold’s rough on his hands. Most of the time he’s got little cuts and scrapes dotted along them and continually forgets to use lotion ( waste of his time) so they’re always dry. Plus he ends up trimming his nails too short because he doesn't pay enough attention to what he's doing.
They’re usually pretty cold to the touch too. They get sweaty when he's nervous though.
Feet
He wears his shoes down to their last fibers. Literally waits until they’re just falling off of his feet and he’s in dire need of proper footwear.
Don’t go shopping with him though; he’ll take forever to decide on a pair.
Body Type
human-octopus Gold is kind of stuck at a lanky thin stage, like his body can’t consume enough calories to make him gain weight. Sorry, this boy can't lift.
Sleeping Habits
Cuddler + lots of drooling. + 34782937429384 billion blankets and pillows. Wakes up hugging something/someone.
Headcanon meme - send me a symbol and I'll describe my muse's...
❣ - hands
❤ - voice
۵ - feet
❦ - lips
ø - eyes
ღ - nose
♮ - body type
♫ - singing voice
✮ - sleeping habits
✉ - texting habits
✿ - laugh
✍ - writing style
⌨ - time-wasting habits
❅ - keeping warm/keeping cool techniques
✎ - taste in music/literature
☤ - self care/first aid habits
✪ - favourite food/eating habits
☁ - ideal holiday
✄ - nervous habits
☂ - sadness
❈ - ideal birthday
❝ …Can't defend my honor if you don't fight me... ❞
He's seriously pouting over what happened earlier.
Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.
i've got work, but I'll see you all later~ as usual, feel free to hit me up for starters and what not via ask.
{ ♠ } —“Ya gots an ego, that’s f’sure.”
{ ♠ } —“Keep on insultin’ me all ya want, maybe you’ll get a hit.
But so far all you’ve said missed me by miles.”
❝ ...Then fight me. ❞
❝ Just in case it flew over your head:
I said fight, not battle. We've got to settle this like m e n. ❞
"I’m one of the DexHolders of Kalos! You can call me X."
❝ ….
…What's a 'Kalos'? ❞
{ ♠ } —“Eh? What’s that s’posed ta mean?”
{ ♠ } —“Kid, I’ve done more than ya could ever do in yer entire life. So dontcha think yer better than me.”
❝ Kids are pretty dangerous...
don't you think? ❞
❝ Why? You got anything that proves you're superior? I'll tell ya' what you got: Nothing but
dirt, smoke, ash..
Call it whatever you want, but I'm better than you.❞
"Hey wait a minute… Aren’t you Gold?"
❝ ....
...Who wants to know?❞
{ ♠ } —“Wow. I never knew a duplicate o’ me could be sucha kid, yer like, what, three?”
He proceeds to ruffle the other’s hair. cACKLES.
{ ♠ } —“Why dontcha go back ta’ play in the sandbox, other me? This is a big kid’s turf. I don’t think ya could even handle a scrape on th’ knee with how yer actin’.”
❝ Ugh..
C'mon don't mess up my hair. I'm not your pet. ❞
❝ I can handle whatever comes at me..
Definitely way more than you. .❞
Ok sir! [Stands up straight, dropping her hands from his shirt.]
He'd be lying if he said he wasn't shocked at her approval. If anything he had been expected a physical rebuke; that's what always happened when he got the least bit 'lucky'. Of course he was using dubious means, he really didn't peg her as an airhead.
Whatever.
They were at this point now, and by heaven and earth, Gold was going to milk this moment for everything it's worth..
❝ Alrighty..~ Let's begin. First we'll want to check the... major...veins... like the one in the thigh.❞
Gold made sure to keep his eyes on hers, just in case she was playing him, as he lowered his both hands to one of her thighs. Petting it softly.
❝ See, nothing hurt here.❞
"Huh? A yes for what?"
...!!!
❝ D-DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S WRONG TO SNEAK UP ON PEOPLE!
Ya' just gave me a heart attack ... I thought you were someone else...
.....a-and nothing. I got a yes for nothing.❞
❝ Whaaaaaaaat?!
What’s with Y O U R attitude?❞
❝ First you come and bother me with your… thing, and you sass me, and now you won’t even accept a challenge.
Nobody better think you’re me. ❞
{ ♠ } —“Kid, I was mindin’ my own business. Yer the one who came over an’ started chattin’ up’a storm ‘ere.”
{ ♠ } —“Yer Mommy not teach ya any manners?”
❝ Not like you own the street. I can go wherever I want; and if I want to stand five feet away fine, if I want to stand so close we're practically wearing the same jacket: f i n e.
You.. can't.. make.. me.. stop.❞
❝... Were you raised in a hole?❞