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rukhnerd:
❝ You’re N O T
stupid. I’m just SMART as hell. ❞
pacis--amans:
Valefor does not understand Aladdin’s reasoning for pinching his cheeks, though he is not complaining… Yet. Instead, he is going to sit there and allow the younger to do as he pleases, until he feels the need to open his mouth and address the assault to his poor cheeks.
“I hope you’re enjoying yourself–.” He doesn’t look miserable. No sir. No way.
“Yes they’re very squijjy.” and so of course he proceeds to pull on these poor, abused cheeks before finally releasing them in favor of booping the djinn’s nose.
conquistaador:
┃ ┄ ┅ The young magi’s matter-of-factness brings a smile to the first prince’s lips.
“Kin and Shou and Seishuu and Kokuton are all taller than I am. The logical conclusion is that you are very small. Solomon was not so small though, and so you must not eat much at all.” ─ ━ ♚ │
”I eat a lot, just ask Ja’far or Uncle Sin.” the last bit is muttered in an offhanded fashion, memories of times spent in Sindria surfacing.
”I’ll get tall someday, probably. Maybe even as tall as you!”
He picks up Aladdin over his shoulder. "You're so very small."
A laugh pushes past the young magi’s lips, accepting the action as one of kindness, perhaps even fondness rather than what it more likely is: condescension.
“You might just be super tall, Uncle Kouen!”
Picks up the child and glares at him. "Become my magi."
Surprise floods his little being, far more potent than the fear he probably should feel. The emperor’s gaze is searing, there’s absolutely no doubt about that, but the young magi has learned to look past the frightening gaze of the monarch. Still, his alarm is evident in slightly widened eyes. The demand is not what he would expect, considering the other had all but disregarded him after learning of Alma-Torran.
”Isn’t Judal your magi, Uncle Kouen?”Not spoken in insolence, but in actual, acute confusion. Judal was gone, yes, but could Kouen really toss him aside so quickly?
reconderes:
He stumbles a bit at the added weight, almost losing his balance before finally steadying himself with the young Magi clinging to him. ❝Aladdin…!? Are you alright?❞
His grip loosens, resulting in a precarious bout of sliding before he regains a proper grip on the older. “Everythin’s... sooo hoooot... I’m meltin’ Yunaaann..”
ansatsukomon:
Picks up the boy in a freight of worry. “Aladdin–! Are you ok!?”
”It’s sooooo hooooottt.”
pravitxs:
Judal puffed up his cheeks in response and, almost as if reading the younger Magi’s mind, muttered, “you better be dying or something.”
Clearly this was a violation of his ever-so-important lazing around time. And that was terrible.
He can only manage a pitiful sort of mewl in response, forehead smacking painfully against the older magi’s chest.
”It’s hooooooooottt...”
He doesn’t feel well, and it’s obvious. He’s just going to hole up in his room for the next few days.
jubilantking:
“Baby, we were born with Fire & gold in our eyes.”
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jubilantking:
Okay, he didn’t have to have a green thumb to take care of this cactus, which was good. Very good indeed. And, upon hearing this, the agent found himself smiling like a fool.
“That’s actually good to hear. I’m not the best when it comes to taking care if plant life.”
“ So Uncle Sin can smile! “ This discovery pleases the younger immensely. It had been a good, long while since he’d seen a smile cross the other’s face. It seems as if his gift has fulfilled it’s intended purpose.
jubilantking:
Ah, it was Aladdin and he had made him something, too. This was cute, though it just looked like a cactus with googly eyes and a grin scribbled onto it. He couldn’t tell if this was plant abuse or what, not that it mattered much. It was a gift, and it was the thought that count.
“Thank you, Aladdin….” There was a pause that followed that before he mutters the quiet inquiry of, “Do cacti need to be watered, or–?”
The preteen is obviously pleased to have the answer to this particular question, as is easily surmised by the large grin that lights his face. “ Every three to five days. If he starts looking droopy he definitely needs to be watered! “
wendythesurvivor:
becauseimrichandican:
I Swear This Is An RP Blog: A Musical
Featuring such hits as
Maybe I’ll RP Today and its reprise No Wait Nevermind
What Was The Plot of This RP Again?
Fuck My Partner Deleted Their Blog
And the ever classic
I’m a Lazy Bastard
Starring everyone’s favourite
Nobody’s replied and its reprise Fuck everyone’s replied
jubilantking
” Uncle Sin! I made you somethin’! “ &. proceeds to offer him what looks like a cactus with googly eyes glued to it and a jagged grin scrawled across it. “ He’ll keep nightmares away. “
pravitxs:
“I’m not a cheater. I’m just better than you at this.”
” Only ‘cause I don’t want to be good at this. Who’d want to be able to cram seventeen marshmallows into their mouth anyway!? “
um. I’m redoing this blog so all things are getting deleted because fresh starts yeee.