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queerbauten

Saying there is no evidence is what people say when they can’t say “I didn’t do it”.

Jemaine Clement, May 8, 2017. (via thebiophone)

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{//Okay, so the embed’s not working, but you should definitely check out this amazing mashup if you have the chance.

#{ music.tag }#{//ooc}

rpmusings-galore

A WARRIOR by circumstance…

A gentle heart by choice.

#{ musings.tag }#{//I mean I guess #{//though he's less of a warrior and more of a... guy who knows how to attack people

{//GGíL AU where everything is the same, except Glanni is played by Jemaine Clement

#{//ooc}#{//you may think I'm joking #{//but I would pay good good money to see that #{//like I would pay with my right kidney if the opportunity were to arise #{//imagine it #{//there is nothing wrong with this scenario at all #{//*slides all parties involved in this concept $20s #{//'so... how 'bout it?'#{//(and yeah I know Jemaine probably doesn't speak Icelandic but whatever #{//Glanni can just speak English and everyone can speak Icelandic and they all understand each other somehow

platonicmemes

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🍳 My muse’s favorite breakfast

🍱 My muse’s favorite international cuisine

#{ Turn The Cogs. | Ask Memes }

{//So I apparently reblogged a G. K. Chesterton quote to this blog.

It was meant for my main, but... I guess the quote fits Robbie, too, so it can stay.

#{//ooc}

{//tfw you’re lurking a blog and suddenly, there’s Spo/rta/ste/ph

chestertonian

Men rush towards complexity; but they yearn towards simplicity. They try to be kings; but they dream of being shepherds.

G. K. Chesterton (via chestertonian)

themusewhomuses

Send “Hold” to hug my muse when they needed it the most during a tough time.

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Alternative: Send your muse’s reaction being hugged by mine during a hard time in their life.

illtalfurinn:

“Yeah! They don’t actually eat birds, though, it’s just… uh…” He shrugged. “Bit of a misnomer. They were going for hummingbirds, not the big kind of bird.”

He was still grinning. “I love it~ It’s just having a puppy!”

Robbie twiddled his fingers.

“Uh, yes,” he replied, speaking like a hiccup. “Hummingbirds. Good for them!” He laughed nervously and darted his eyes around.

“Uh, y—yes,” he added, dropping his gaze to the floor. His eyes twitched slightly. “A... a puppy. An eight-legged puppy.”

#{ illtalfurinn. }

illtalfurinn:

“GREAT! Cause I’m gonna let you pet it if you want. After it’s had a nap.” He tapped his hat, which hissed. “It’s a bit cranky if you wake it up, ya know!”

He seemed cheerfully oblivious to the fact this was a venomous spider.

Robbie squeezed his eyes into discomforted squints and inhaled sharply. He fidgeted his fingers before letting the breath out.

“I... I’ll think about that,” Robbie eventually replied, trying not to let the pain be too obvious. “I just—I would hate to accidentally upset the poor thing, the poor... poor...”

“... did you say it was a bird-eater?”

#{ illtalfurinn. }

{//Hey, if you’re a personal/main blog following me because of an RP sideblog you have, let me know who you are!

it’s cool if personals follow just ‘cause, but if you’re a personal with an RP blog, I don’t want to leave you hanging!

#{//ooc}

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Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

Bonus points if you include a topic. ( IE. shipping, roleplaying, ect. )

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robbietheriveting:

Robbie started squirming.

“Oh, that’s… that’s great, Sporty,” Robbie sputtered out. He looked at the spider. It seemed poised to attack. Robbie’s eyes widened further.

“YEAH!” He set the hat back on his head, then put the goggles in place. “So, yeah, that’s my pet. Didn’t give it a name yet cause I can’t tell what gender it is and I forgot what the guy I got it from told me, so it’s jus a spider now.” He shrugged.

“But it’s pretty much a puppy ,you know!”

robbietheriveting

Robbie twisted his neck away from the spider and Sportacus.

“That’s—that’s fantastic!” Robbie squeaked. “That’s... that’s really great. That’s... yeah. Definitely. For sure.”

“Totally!”

#{ illtalfurinn. }#{//'this is fine'

illtalfurinn:

“It likes you~” He purred, giving the spider an amicable pat on the back. “It’s okay though, I’m pretty sure those don’t eat people.. just birds. and Toads. And stuff.”

The spider itself seemed to want to be left alone, making a small hissing noise.

Robbie started squirming.

“Oh, that’s... that’s great, Sporty,” Robbie sputtered out. He looked at the spider. It seemed poised to attack. Robbie’s eyes widened further.

#{ illtalfurinn. }

illtalfurinn:

Sportacus nodded, taking off his goggles and hat. In his hair - a mop of bright blonde - sat a spider, about as big as both of his hands next to each other. It waved its front legs at Robbie.

“Say hello~”

Robbie stood frozen, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

A spider.

A big one, at that.

In Sportacus’ hair.

His hair.

It wiggled its legs menacingly, its furriness betraying a certain violence.

“... Hello,” Robbie eventually squeaked.

#{ illtalfurinn. }

illtalfurinn:

“I got a pet! I thought you might want to see it!” He was grinning, which probably meant nothing good at all. “And yeah, okay great, I’ll let you and your girlfriend talk it out when it’s ready.”

“Thank you,” Robbie deadpanned, secretly elated.

“And a pet?” he asked. “Really? That seems... not quite like you. But sure, I’d love to see it!”

#{ illtalfurinn. }#{//no you won't Robbie

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