#( hell yeah )

[punkbites]

Going on a trip this weekend so I'll be back by monday. Even if I'm itching to do these drafts cause my moots are giving me banger replies

[kaleidoscopexheartss]

links arms with the other and tugs them along happily. ( drucilla & paloma )

@spiritmarking! 🌸

the financials were just another fire for her to put out, another problem for her to deal with after it was dropped in her lap. what does one do with a problem that can't be fixed? ignore it and kick a little dirt on it. that was the cross guild's problem, she saw it the first second she looked at all the paperwork. buggy spent way too much money, and that wasn't something that could be easily remedied. it was irritating.

all that paperwork now had a permanent home in her desk, she didn't want to look at it or have anything to do with it. if anyone asked, they had no money. maybe this was part of the reason why she decided to host the cross guild on breles for a short time, so she could keep a keen eye on everyone. that came with another problem in its own though, the cross guild's two happy couples, buggy and aracely, then mihawk and drucilla. part of her realized why they were broke was potentially because buggy spoiled aracely, not that she could blame anyone. she had nothing against her former warlord compatriot and his beloved, in fact, drcuilla and her were great friends.

so it was no surprise when the other woman came and tugged her away from a conversation she didn't want to be part of. paloma let out a sigh of relief and patted her friend on the arm. " thank you for that . " she said with a light laugh.

" dracule not enjoying the big party ? can't say that doesn't surprise me, no offense, of course . he just doesn't strike me as the type . "

[novaragno]

I LOST 11 POUNDS RAHHHHHH

[cultbunny]

“  oh,  you’re going to be a fun one to take apart.  ” ( i apologise in advance for him )

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this is a VERY interesting situation for vanny to be in. usually, she’d be the one on top... with a knife in hand, blade against jugular, ready to do what she does best - spilling blood, reveling in agony, taking the steps to fulfil her duty as cult leader and bring back william afton. but now, the roles have been REVERSED. she’s on her back, golden hair wisps and a mess of a bun, straddled by a vaguely-familiar boy with a voice that holds some oddly similar notes to a famous phone call or two she’d studied in the past. he caught her, and after a brief scuffle, there they are, breathless and still struggling. she tastes blood in the back of her throat, the split lip leaking into her mouth instead of down her chin. so when she smiles up at him, no mask and wild blue eyes, her teeth are pink. she’s DERANGED with the excitement, not getting into fights like this very often. her victims are usually animals, the occasional idiot who underestimates her, but never someone like this. someone who seems just as TWISTED as she, seeing this whole thing as ‘ fun ’. her voice is crackling when she speaks, lively, all hers but electric. “ well then, ” she huffs. a knee comes up slow, runs up the length of his leg. she’s doing it to distract, wanting freedom ONLY so the chase can continue. “ you better make it fun for me too, PRETTY BOY. ” and with a vicious strike, she quickly whips her head up, solid forehead-to-forehead contact for a good clean HEABUTT.

[charofthestars]

it’s all in your head! (maybe murdoch?)

“ You still can’t come to school, Murdoch. ” His feet kick idly, draped over the arm of the couch. “ You’ll get us in trouble again. ”

Overhead, his imaginary friend floated on his side six feet in the air, legs tapping restlessly on nothing at all. “ Never again is a little harsh, Char. She had it coming. ”

Charlie huffs, more fondly than anything. At least someone had his back. “ Wynn Fairweather might be the meanest bully in school but we still can’t drown her, Mur. ”

Murdoch flips over onto his belly. “ I don’t see why not. ” He sticks out his tongue at Charlie, and Charlie returns the favor, unable to help but giggle. His imaginary friend might look dark and imposing, but that was just to scare other people away. Under all that intimidating armor was exaggerated drinking straws and water puns and a childish nature that made Charlie feel like he was both safe and in good company.

He didn’t want Murdoch to ever go away.

“ Your dad won’t be home for a while still. Wanna watch a scary movie? ” He lifts his brows dramatically over his shades and Charlie huffs.

“ Maybe. ” He rolls off the couch to find the remote. “ But I’m picking this time. ”

Murdoch mock-groans and flops onto his back in the air. “ Your taste sucks, kid. ” But he settles down on the couch to watch it with him all the same. He even lets Charlie use one of his best bendy straws when he comes back with drinks for the both of them.

[stagtic]

damnedrainbows replied to your post “( thinks about alastor fuckin’ somebody in his...”

charlie goes into hers too and they both have spooky sex

[skiesking]

SUNSHINE. HE SMELLS LIKE SUNSHINE. okay but really. i can't top what has already been sent, but he definitely smells like his plane, and i just feel like he smells a lil bit like lemons sometimes! like pine sol or lysol but like! nice lemony fresh. maybe someone stuck an air freshener in his jacket idk. but i stick with the sunshine scent SO

weird but still valid question

listen this is still great and the mental image of someone sticking an air freshener on him is absolutely amazing. and ur right honestly eliza and nick for the ‘really just made of pure sunshine’ royalty