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[gxgglesnbxngs-blog]

[🧡 & 💙]

@roughntoughdirtkissers

With a few odd gurgling noises, and an odd purple vortex, they succeeded.

Tails launched forward into the portal, whooping in joy while Sonic let out a startled Yelp. He could hear his brother yelling something like “be careful!”, but he was too excited to care.

“Sonic! Sonic!” He yelled, before face-planting into the dirt. Sonic stepped through calmly, holding the remote. He sighed, facepalming.

“Don’t just jump into portals like that, for all you know we could’ve spawned twenty stories high.”

“Oh, you’re no fun!”

[marcelloandtyler]

     Tyler’s backbone was ruler straight as he leaned against a column just outside of North Shore High School. He wore his soccer jersey, the bold, black number 17 on his back burning against his skin from the heat of a late summer’s sun. Practice had been canceled and it was one of Noah’s free afternoons, so he waited in plain view to surprise him. It was taking him long enough; the bell had rung fifteen minutes ago and most of the busses were starting to leave while the parking lot began to empty. 

      Tyler slid his phone from his pocket as he felt a buzz. 

          Lucy [2:14PM]: FUCK Masterson.           Tyler [2:15PM]: Context?               Lucy [2:15PM]: I have to rewrite my civ essay. Long story.                                      Can I call u?            Tyler [2:15PM]: Shit... why? Not rn. Sorry babe. About to meet Noah.                                     Practice was canceled, giving him a ride. I’ll call you tn?            Lucy [2:16PM]: Okayy. Tell Sanderson I said hi. Talk later.           Lucy [2:16PM]: ❤️           Tyler [2:16PM]: Will do, Lu. Be good. ;)           Lucy [2:17PM]: Always am!

     He tucked his phone away just as Noah exited the front doors, his backpack hanging over his shoulders as his eyes squinted, adjusting to the bright sun. Tyler stood up, grabbing his bag, and caught Noah’s eyes with a quick wave. He jogged over to meet him halfway. 

     “Practice was canceled. Guess coach’s mom is sick,” he explained before the other could ask. “Andddd...” This was about when Tyler would insert an idea that wasn’t always smart, safe, or otherwise productive on a school night. “...maybe we can go to the beach?"

[lord-of-the-void]

It had been sweeps since youve last come into consiousness. Floating aimlessly through the void inbetween the bubbles ever since youve lost your life on your alternia. That was so long ago. Your mind still hasnt caught up to what happened. For all you know this has just been another night at your home which was likely lost in the void. As you are These past nights and days your dormant body had been gravitating ever so closely towards a cluster of bubbles. One in particular. Once you entered the bubbles your eyes snapped open. What was once a deep blue and gold was now milky white. You knew this place. It was a very vibrant memory of yours. You walked up to the large castle in the bubble each step growing easier as your stiff body slowly stepped into it. Once to the door of the csdtle you stared at the door before knocking. One, two, three times and then moved your hand back to your side where it felt most comfortable. Your whole body was incredibly stiff and after so long without moving a muscle it felt odd to have them moving again But of course you dont remember any of that @thegrandseraphim

[urban-wizards-proyect]

Witch in the muggle school

Interpreted by: @nymphaxxx

She only could study in a wizadring school for a couple of years, her parents though it wa too dangerous, and she continued her life, normaly, as a witch in the urban world.

Maybe when now one was watching 

Or when she couldn’t see a thing

She lived happily with what she once learned

[quinlyandreveries]

Sirius’ Plan

Marlene: What book?

Remus: *Hesitates before realising Marlene isn’t going to leave without an answer*

Marlene: Right... so... you’re looking into raising unicorns...?

Marlene: Have you told him how hard it is to get into? Not to mention expensive.

Remus: So I thought I may as well read up on it for him.

Remus: he’ll just be planning something else next week

[thistlefed-blog]

for @bangvn

     ‘ hey. you look like a nice boy. nice little pretty boy. how nice’r ya? bet you’ve got––– one of those cigarettes spare f’me...? BE A NICE BOY and lemme have one. ’