#-throws sparkles-

[softspokenmelodist]

mutuals lms for a smol starter !! 

[marufetus]

Y’know what kind of bugs me? When “Gay af” is used as a personality descriptor. I just... find it kind of weird, like, example.

Ruby and Sapphire were too busy being gay to play the game.

So... say you swapped one of their genders, doesn’t matter which, to make them a hetero couple... o3o Would the sentence then be;

Ruby and Sapphire were too busy being hetero to play the game.

If it is then... Okay I guess that’s it then o3o If it’s not... uh... why? Gah it might just be a thing of language where gay has been distorted into too many things that it’s just one of those things.

Am I thinking too much about this? Is it because I’m kinda bored? Maybe. Eh.

[itoshiifae]

Well now I know. Having Illusionist as Muses are going to mess with you over sleeping.

[thelotuslab]

Welp

I made it to about 12pm without feeling horribly tired. But now I'm horribly bored.

STRUGGLES 8D

[mesutea]

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[acapellaluminary]

thickania || meeting

The breeze continued to brush the few stray strands of blonde hair before her lavender eyes, making the young lady squint. Her hand rose to brush them away--though as soon as she did so, they fell into her line of sight once more. Sighing, she let them be, her shoulders falling slightly as she continued down the near-abandoned street.

The road itself was tiled with warm amber-hued cobblestone, pink petals from the early-blooming apple trees floating leisurely between the small cracks. The sky was a crisp blue--still fairly cold, but not terribly so. Most of the shops that occupied the area were either completely empty or closed, though a bakery a bit further down was wafting a lovely smell from it's open door. Cinnamon, probably.

As the young woman lazily strolled down the street, walking a bit awkwardly because no one was around, a noise caught in her ears.

It was unfamiliar... yet she felt like she had heard it before. Her eyes flickered in the direction of the noise--in the center of a small, green park, shaded by the blooming apple trees, a blue box seemed to slowly appear. 

Straightening up, she dusted off her sweater, looking both left and right before creeping across the cobbled street and to the park brows knitted together in curiosity. As she approached it, her expression of confusion turned to that of fascnation as she slowly moved around it. The design was familiar, as well--a police box!

Twirling back around it, gently pressed her ear to the door, closing her eyes. There wasn't much she could hear, though, so she drew her fingers together and knocked against the door, taking a small step back.

"Hello?" She called. "Anyone in there?"

[ankolyste]

So..

I just bought stuff for my GIVEAWAY. :D Based on your asks I received in my inbox I have decided WHAT I am going to give away and I am super excited. I'll be organizing it today and post it sometime tonight or tomorrow so BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR IT. C: FRICK I love you guise. HAHA <3

[frivilosity]

Full of Surprises (A BittersweetButter Fanfic)

Title: Full of Surprises Author: Frivilosity (Coco) Ship: BittersweetButter  Length: It's rather short. Definitely not more than 150 words. 2 min. reading time. Warnings: Uh... Boys kissing?  Summary: The two racers get into a heated argument. Just this once, Butter manages to shut Bitter and his big meanie mouth the frick up. 

“And you’re nothing but a course, rude, unrefined pig!” Butter retaliated, grabbing the lapels of his doppleganger’s racing suit.

“Let my jacket go.” Bitter said in a low, menacing voice. Butter did so, but not without shoving him backwards.

“Why you little-” Bitter growled, seeming as though he was on the edge of snapping; however, at the last minute he restrained himself, letting out a long breath. He clenched and unclenched his fingers, breathing deeply so as to keep calm.

“No. I won’t. Now as I was saying, you’re nothing but a subservient, ever so polite little-” He was cut off by a hand grabbing his lapel once again and a crushing of lips against his open mouth.

“Just shut the hell up, will you?” Butter growled before walking away. Bitter did not manage a witty comeback before the cream cheese sugar racer had walked away. To be honest, he wished he’d been slapped instead.