almost home
occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
ellievsbear
YOU ARE THE REASON
Product Placement
Peter Solarz
if i look back, i am lost
NASA
#extradirty
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Janaina Medeiros
DEAR READER
Keni
pixel skylines
trying on a metaphor
i don't do bad sauce passes
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@stasammen
WHO NEEDS A METAPHOR, WHEN I CAN LOVE YOU EVEN MORE?
★★★ # stasammen ✦✦ a private, semi-selective roleplay blog for MULTIPLE MUSES from various media such as DISNEY , DREAMWORKS, CRITICAL ROLE and MORE ✦✦ currently DASH ONLY /// loved by CAZ (they/them)
MOST ACTIVE MUSES AS OF NOV 2024: Husk, Velvette, Astarion, Vex’ahlia
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OOC:
I've mentioned it before but recently my spouse and I moved, which has eaten through all of our savings. While we are both still employed, my spouse's job offers them considerably less hours than they were promised, and I had to dramatically reduce my own hours too on account of the move and my current job just being way too far away to sustain.
We're in a heavy transition period of trying to find new jobs, but we still have bills to pay when we can't even afford groceries right now.
With all of this in mind, I'm leaving a link to my paypal here. If anyone is able to donate anything to help out me and my spouse, it would be insanely appreciated, as would just reblogging or sharing this post.
I'm happy to discuss simple graphic or icon commissions too in exchange, if anyone would be interested in those. Feel free to DM me about it. Thank you guys.
my steven universe fixation the moment I see that lars of the stars news:
comes on here purely to say blake roman is the sweetest person I have ever met fr.. met him at mcm comiccon this Saturday in london
it's the way he just gives you full attention, stands in front of the booth.. he called me sweetie, held my hand with both of his and said "you're killin' it baby!" about my cosplay... he's so nice and so wholesome.
precious man.
Been busy lately but found some time to play dragon age and I've gotten to the endgame and HAHAHAH COOL
IM IN TEARS
its not a dragon age game unless it makes me CRY I GUESS
i am what the kids call... weak
this is embarrassing but also not surprising at all
I'm going to eep but I will try to be here this weekend
i finished work for the weekend finally
and now this mfer is just staring at me.... telling me to buy him
fuck it we ball
i finished work for the weekend finally
and now this mfer is just staring at me.... telling me to buy him
this interaction has me in tears
Good evening gamers, I've been rping Molly's potential last conversation with Angel Dust before he died and I am actually ILL over it
it's going SOOOO WELL
u need to click on it to read it but boy howdy i hate myself rn
@calamitism asked: ❛ do you want to go on a date with me? ❜ ( random dialogue, for velvette, from kore in their early dating days? )
random dialogue starters [x]
the question, unexpected as it was, is enough to draw velvette's gaze from her phone, her thumbs halting mid-scrolling. she had been enjoying the afterglow of a pretty damn enjoyable evening together already. she would have to get back to work again soon, and kore would go off to do... whatever it was that she did when she wasn't lying with her head buried between velvette's thighs. they met up for casual sex when velvette needed a pick-me-up, a de-stressor, of sorts. the idea of dating hadn't even crossed her mind.
evidently though, it had crossed kore's. aw. it was cute, in a pathetic sort of.. puppydog way. still, she didn't do dates. she did casual, unless she was being spoiled by vox or valentino - but their relationship was more complicated and nuanced than any other, really. she hummed, contemplating the offer, a finger lightly tapping against her chin.
" if you're so eager to spoil me, who am i to say no, hm? " a finger moved to lightly press underneath kore's chin, tilting her head up, coy smile playing at her lips. " but i'm not easily impressed, darling... think you're up for the challenge? "
@cauterisen asked: “i can’t remember a time where i didn’t know you. i’m not sure i want to, either.” for honey lemon ^^
roommates to lovers [x]
the words caused honey to pause, her eyes flitting over to her girlfriend as she felt something tight seize up in her chest, overwhelming her for a moment. she had always been prone to being over-emotional at times, she knew that, but this was --- well, it meant a lot. smiling, honey moved to brush her fingers against her eyes to wipe away any lingering moisture, before she reached out with her free one, grasping the other woman's hand tightly. their fingers interlaced, and honey let out a quiet, happy little laugh, nodding her head in quick agreement.
" i feel the same way. it's strange, isn't it? it almost feels like we've always been together, and being apart seems like the oddest thing. i'm glad i have you, kimi. i'd feel so lost without you, now. "
gently sets molly down for interactions.. she's in my brain at the minute... i can't shake her out.
the spiders trembling hands froze, caught in the air as the familiar baritone voice called out, a jolt of shame irritation ran through him at the sight of the feline, making him straighten up despite the wobble in his heel.
❛ oh, you gotta be kiddin' me. ❜
of course.
of course it had to be him—the only one other than charlie whose opinion was one he might give a shit about on the right day ( something he didn’t have the energy to unpack even if he was sober ). his pupils, still wide and glossy, zeroed in on the feline's features as he swayed on his broken heel again, catching himself with a hand on the wall before trying to brush it off as casual, cocky.
❛ what, you moonlightin' as a fuckin' babysitter now too? hope alastor's payin' you extra fer that promotion. ❜
his words came fast, venom laced with a defensive crackle, thought it did nothing to stop the shame he could feel bubbling up, hot and acidic in the back of his throat, making it harder to hold onto the persona that usually came so easily.
his gaze shifted, moving to focus on the brick wall beside the other sinner as a hand moved to run through his hair, a weak attempt to smooth it back into place with obsessive tugs and pats as he continued to speak.
❛ look, i know what yer thinkin', so don't bother. whatever sad little shred 'a respect you had left fer me—just toss it. ❜ he gestured vaguely to himself, smirk curling his lips even as his voice cracked around the edges. ❛ ain’t like i was gonna keep it long anyway. ❜
it didn't take a genius to figure out that angel was high - even in the dim lighting, he could see the blown pupils, the unsteady gait, it reflected even in the inflections in the way he spoke. husk had been around enough junkies in his time to recognize it when it was standing right in front of him, and despite what angel may assume, he wasn't disappointed. recovery had never been a straight line, and hell, he'd tried to crack his own drinking and gambling habits when he was alive, only to fail over and over again.
husk's eyebrows stayed raised up high at angel's immediate need to turn to the defensive, though that didn't entirely surprise him, either. he imagined the self-hatred was the catalyst to cause the lashing out, and would probably end up making him project, too.
at least he wasn't tryin' to put on that fuckin' mask that husk hated.
" funny that you think alastor pays me at all, let alone that he'd pay me t'babysit. "
well, he paid him in booze, feeding the addiction that he was never able to shake in life or death, but --- that was hardly important. husk sighed, tilting his head back for a moment as he contemplated his options.
" wasn't aware you could fuckin' read minds now. " his words were droll, unamused, but he took a step forward, gesturing for angel to sit down on a couple of upturned boxes. " i can't fix the heel, but i can snap off the other so you don't end up twistin' your ankle. i 'aint carryin' your ass home. " there was a beat of silence for a moment, and then:
" you 'aint a bad person for fallin' off of the wagon, you know. "
how do you need to be touched ?
cautiously.
your teeth are bared, as they have been, your jaw aching for so long as growls slip free. you always have to defend yourself. you lash out in fear. you need someone who does not shrink back... a hand falling slowly to your shoulder, however briefly, in a reminder that you do not have to lunge. there is no danger here, now.
