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@mictzi
HEWWO
*dusts off this blog*
Imma recycle this blog to use it for another muse!!!!!!!!!!
whatever. *transcends*
You either learn to die or learn to kill, there is no other option.
a study of thoughts (via crowbound)
you know what trope pisses me off the most? when the protag is pointing a gun at somebody and they’re like “you won’t do it. you’re too good” and the person holding the gun is like oh shit i am and they slowly lower the gun while the other person laughs. WHAT THE FUCK. if i were there, and somebody told me “you won’t do it” i would immediately shoot them dead without hesitating. who are you to tell me what i wont do. musty bitch
“*starts rubbing your shoulders*” @ Micte
Actions starters! | accepting!!
“Mmm...” He lets out a deep sigh, closing his eyes and leaning towards Quetzalcoatl’s touch, the light contrast of a creator’s divinity, the giver of life, against his own vessel was very pleasant somehow, he had forgotten when was the last time Quetzal touched him...
“Te extrañaba, Quetzalito...”
queetzalcoatl:
“…” Quetzalcoatl looks away frowning, unclenching his fists slowly until he finally lets out a sigh. “Yeah…como sea.”
“Umm...” He lowers his gaze for a moment, fidgeting. “I am sorry. I didn’t come here to pick a fight. Not with you.”
“*holds your hand*” @ Huitzi owo
Actions starters! | accepting!!
[Screams internally]
[Laces their fingers together and squeezes softly.]
“*finger guns*” @ hutzi
Actions starters! | accepting!!
He can’t help but snort a laugh and starts giggling. “Qué haces, bobo?”
silent / action starters
“*ruffles your hair*”
“*finger guns*”
“*looks through your stuff*”
“*runs into at full speed*”
“*kisses your cheek*”
“*kicks*”
“*pulls on ski mask*”
“*licks lips*”
“*leaps into your arms*”
“*wiggles eyebrows*”
“*drags you away by the arm*”
“*rolls eyes*”
“*gives you the middle finger*”
“*pokes*”
“*begins to tap dance*”
“*eats a sandwich*”
“*puts hands on hips*”
“*gives thumbs up*”
“*blows you a kiss*”
“*punches your arm*”
“*cracks knuckles*”
“*starts rubbing your shoulders*”
“*takes shirt off*”
“*looks at disapprovingly*”
“*wipes tear away*”
“*taps foot*”
“*gestures to come closer*”
“*blows balloon*”
“*gets down on one knee*”
“*tackles you to the ground*”
“*lights candle*”
“*throws ball*”
“*makes a heart with hands*”
“*smirks*”
“*gives thumbs down*”
“*lifts you into the air*”
“*blows nose*”
“*paints your nails*”
“*puts head on your shoulder*”
“*trips you*”
“*sticks tongue out at*”
“*chokes on own spit*”
“*flexes*”
“*locks door*”
“*glares at*”
“*holds your hand*”
“*pinches*”
“*waves at*”
No sé cuando volveremos a vernos o cómo será el mundo cuando lo hagamos. Pero siempre que necesite recordar que en el mundo hay belleza y bondad, pensaré en ti.
Nobu-San | Memorias de una Geisha (via justawkwardgirl)
“I can’t reach your face, but I can kick your junk.” - mict
Height difference! | accepting.
“Hey, hey! What’s with all the violence? I’ve done nothing! .... Have I?”
small / tall starters
requested by anon. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !
small
“Get down here!”
“Wow…I’d want to climb that tree, if you know what I mean.” / “Do birds ever sit on you and get confused?” / “Hey, Groot.”
“I’m not short. I’m fun-size.”
“Good, adorable, wonderful things come in small packages.”
“I don’t appreciate your height.”
“I CAN REACH FOR IT MYSELF.”
“I’m not short, you just have the height of a Transformer.”
“I KNOW you can see me.”
“Fear me!!!”
“Uh…you’re blocking me.”
“Can you lift me for a second?”
“Slow down! I have short legs.”
“I have a super power. It’s called, my head never hits the ceiling.”
“Have you seen him/her/them? He’s/she’s/they’re like a mountain.”
“I always win at hide and seek.”
“I’ve always looked up to you…literally. Actually, can you sit down?”
“Heels make me feel powerful.”
“Do tall people have…big..hands..?”
“I might be short, but my ego is huge.” / “I might be short, but I will drag you down to my level.”
“I can’t reach your face, but I can kick your junk.”
“You don’t know the struggle when all shirts/dresses/pants are too long on you.”
tall
“I’m afraid of you because short people are closer to hell.”
“”How is it ironic that I’m afraid of heights?”
“Does my height offend you?”
“Let me reach that for you.”
“You can’t slap me if you can’t even reach my face.”
“I’m not tall, you’re just the size of an Oompa Loompa.”
“Huh? Who said that? I can’t see anyone.”
“It’s impossible to hide from you.”
“No, I don’t play basketball.”
“I’m not slowing down because you’re short.”
“You’re like a cute little fairy.” / “You’re like a small, terrifying gremlin.”
“My legs are long and sexy.”
“I’m not looking down on you. Except literally.”
“Aw, you look like a kid. How cute.”
“Being small makes you optimal for carrying.”
“You know what comes in small packages? Grenades.”
“All the cool presents come in big boxes. Like bouncy castles.”
“Why are you standing on the counter?”
“I may be tall, but my temper is short.” / “I may be tall, but my feelings are small. And fragile.”
“You don’t know the struggle when all pants/skirts/dresses are too short on you.”
“Let me block the sun for you.”
“Hey, short stack.” / “What’s up, shorty?”
death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints it takes and it takes and it takes
-limps towards Huitzi and rests his forehead on his chest-
“Quetzal...?” He didn’t waste time to shorten the distance between them, wrapping both arms around him once he noticed him limping. “Quetzal, estás bien? Sentí algo extraño en la noche... Que sucedió?”