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@tacticianrobyn
i-i doN’T THINK THE TIMELINE IS THE PROBLEM HERE !
wanted to try drawing magic circles (?) ah ah…
I hate the fact that i just come here to post stuff and leave soon after… ;m; (having internet 2 hours every two days sucks…*sigh*)
Trippity Trap | OPEN
Robin had just wanted to go for a relaxing, completely normal walk. Somehow he ended up hanging upside-down in a tree by one foot. At first, he panicked, thinking he was in an enemy trap and that the camp could be in trouble, but then he remembered hearing Donnel talking about putting up some traps to hunt wild game.
"Crap… how could I be so careless?" he murmured looking up at the trap. He didn’t have a knife on him, so he couldn’t cut the rope, he was just a bit stuck. He let out a sigh, he would have to wait for someone to find him.
It was a rather uncomfortable position, and the blood rushing to his head made him feel dizzy. He called out for help, hoping someone would hear him. “How did I end up a tactician,” he grumbled to himself.
Robyn was out gathering firewood when she heard a cry for help. Even if she hadn't recognized the voice right away, she would've done exactly the same. She dropped what kindling she had and went running. She came to a stop in front of a tree, bent over and panting. When she recovered her breath enough to look up, she saw Robin dangling upside down from a tree.
A mischievous smile spread across Robyn's face and she laughed a little. "How's it hangin, Brother?" She lightly rested a hand on her sword's sheathe. She'd cut him down after his response. Maybe Henry was rubbing off on her, because she thought it a rather brilliant pun.
Apotheosis is super hard…:I (ok i just need to train a little….)
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What do you like about Henry?
"Gods, that's not a nice question!" Robyn clenched her fist and thought for a moment. "Well, he's always really nice to me, and he's really cute."
Have you ever considered taking a bath with a man before?
"That's kinda like swimming, right? It is naked, though... Maybe with my husband once I'm married!"
Do you like to think about what life will be like once you're married?
"Probably a whole new kind of adventure! I'll have my best friend by my side all the time! ... I hope I don't have to cook, though."
How do you feel knowing Henry masturbates while thinking about you?
Robyn was quiet for a moment. She'd forgotten all about that... "Uh... Well, I guess I'm glad I'm the only one he thinks about, but it's a little scary too."
Do you ever masturbate? If so, how often?
"Nope, never!"
"I, er, I see…." Virion fiddled with the cravat around his neck; it would be one thing to explain it to a child, but to grown woman…? "And you couldn’t, ah, ask him? I’m sure he’d be more than happy to teach— er, explain it to you."
Robyn looked up at him hopefully. Her face fell quickly, however. "W-well, uh... Honestly, I'm a little scared. It'd be kinda awkward to ask Henry! I mean, I don't know if he knows all of the details either." She rubbed her arms, cheeks growing pinker by the second.
Injured Little Bird || [Robyn & Donnel]
Donnel nodded in agree. “Darn right. Slackin off ‘ll get us nowhere fast,” he said. But his brow furrowed. “But golly ya said ya wanna study but I don’t see no books around?” He glanced about the room and indeed didn’t see any literature about. “ya want me to go get ya somethin’ ta read?”
Robyn laughed lightly, but made herself feel light-headed and quickly stopped. Her head was still a little wonky, and she vaguely wondered if she'd even be able to read. No, even if it was hard, she'd soldier through! It was the least she could do while so bedridden and... useless.
"Yes please! There should be a stack on the table in my tent... Thank you very much~" Robyn smiled brightly, ignoring the ringing in her ears. "Oh, and make sure it's the taller pile. I've already read the short one."
You're sitting down reading a book when you look up and suddenly... you're entire tent is filled with dildos of various shapes and sizes!
Robyn's face reddened as she pushed the "toys" away. "Oh, gods... What have I done to deserve this?"
Magic anon! Poof! You're in Henry's tent and you can't leave for the next six hours~
Where’d Robyn go? Oh, she’s there crying on the floor under a pile of dildos.
M!A: Whoops, all your clothes burned off and now you're totally naked!
Robyn covered herself as best she could. That was her favorite cloak, too... She gasped and immediately looked to the jar on her desk. Noting it was unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief. All of her sweet notes from Henry were fine... She was lucky she didn't have them in her pocket!