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[delulu-4-lewlew]

I won’t lie, after the debacle that’s been going on in the past 2 days, I better not see that We Race As One message again.

Until there is real change, that message doesn’t mean shit.

[needledreamweaversrpgideas]

There is a dragon the next valley over who is known for stealing princesses away from kingdoms far and wide. Unbeknownst to most is that all of these "princesses" asked the dragon to bring them away. Trans princes, nb princelings/princens/princexs, lesbian princesses who don't want to be married off to some hetero prince man, etc

[beachypeasysandy]

“Don’t move.” His warm, whispered breath tickled my cheek, exposing the reason for my interrupted dream. I reached up to rub the affected spot but he grabbed my hand before I could and lowered it back down. “I told you not to move.” His voice was still soft but there was laughter in it and I had to know why. “What are you doing?” I opened my eyes and looked in the direction of his breath to see his face inches from mine, his lips moving and his eyes slowly scanning my cheek. “Are you trying to count my freckles?!” The absurdity of it was what made it funny and reasonable that it was something he’d do.   “Shhh.” He playfully scolded me and immediately went back to mouthing what looked like numbers, starting at nine hundred and ninety nine. There was nothing for me to do but roll my eyes at him and he chuckled as he triumphantly declared the final number. “One thousand and three!” I skeptically gazed back at him, shaking my head and trying to hide my smile. “Really?” Even in the early morning light of the room, his ear to ear grin threatened to blind me. “Give or take a few.” He admitted and I finally laughed at his early morning antics. Another blinding grin lit up his face but was soon hidden when his mouth started to nuzzle my neck. “You smiled while you were dreaming…” His whispered hint begged me to tell him my dream and tickled me, making a small giggle escape.

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[mushi-and-junior]

in awe of the heavens // fanmix requested by @imstuck-inspace // listen on spotify

“2 am stargazing with her, and she’s reading you poetry as you point out all the constellations”

[beachypeasysandy]

“Nick had to run down at the stadium but should be home soon. Let’s get your bags and head upstairs.”

I normally would’ve done as she commanded, not being one to argue with Mrs. H. but I wasn’t sure if staying there was the smart thing to do. Not when it was clear that not everyone there thought of me as a welcomed guest. “Are you sure it’s okay I stay here, Mrs. H?”

She stopped walking toward the stairs and gave me a look that only a mother could.  “You’re not staying in a hotel, not when we have more than enough room for you to stay here. Plus, what kind of a hostess would I be to let you go stay somewhere else. You’ve done your obligated offer to stay elsewhere, and I don’t want to hear anymore about it. You’re staying here and it’s settled.” She scolded me and I held my hands up, showing her my surrender.

“Alright.” I chuckled. “You’ve convinced me.”

“Good. You look like you’re in need of a good home cooked meal, anyway. You’re way too skinny.” She’d told me the same thing every time I walked in that house. One time I’d even asked Coach if she was serious but we could never tell for sure.

“Wait! He’s staying here?!” Pam finally found her voice and there was no way to miss her surprise between the way it shrilled and her eyes almost popped out of her head.

“Yes, Pamela honey. Try to keep up with what’s going on.” Mrs. H. joked but Pam didn’t even try to smile.  “You coming, Trev?”

I nodded and smiled at her as I picked up my bags and followed her upstairs, feeling fireballs directed at by backside the whole way up.

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[beachypeasysandy]

“Don’t move.” His warm, whispered breath tickled my cheek, exposing the reason for my interrupted dream. I reached up to rub the affected spot but he grabbed my hand before I could and lowered it back down. “I told you not to move.” His voice was still soft but there was laughter in it and I had to know why. “What are you doing?” I opened my eyes and looked in the direction of his breath to see his face inches from mine, his lips moving and his eyes slowly scanning my cheek. “Are you trying to count my freckles?!” The absurdity of it was what made it funny and reasonable that it was something he’d do.   “Shhh.” He playfully scolded me and immediately went back to mouthing what looked like numbers, starting at nine hundred and ninety nine. There was nothing for me to do but roll my eyes at him and he chuckled as he triumphantly declared the final number. “One thousand and three!” I skeptically gazed back at him, shaking my head and trying to hide my smile. “Really?” Even in the early morning light of the room, his ear to ear grin threatened to blind me. “Give or take a few.” He admitted and I finally laughed at his early morning antics. Another blinding grin lit up his face but was soon hidden when his mouth started to nuzzle my neck. “You smiled while you were dreaming. . .” His whispered hint begged me to tell him my dream and tickled me, making a small giggle escape.

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[gloamingdawn]

If you had to settle down with one person for the rest of your life, who would it be?

“Uhhh. Myself. Does that count? Just me. If somebody else seemed interested in that, probably them, but it’s been a while. I’m not getting my hopes up.” 

( Thanks anon! )

[hmratking]

How much gold lies in the kings coffer as of right now? And what was the largest fortune he ever possessed?

He’s not poor. He’s done well economically and has accounts in horde, alliance, and neutral banks. Sarinna and the Flea are in charge of these accounts. However, just because he has money does not mean that he lives lavishly. He lives a bit better than his Ratz because he can, but he eats scraps, gets first dibs on the fallen people and corpses. He doesn’t have much of a wardrobe. He lives as he says, like “humble rats.” But there is money for when he needs it. He is capable of buying lavish gifts and property if necessary.

For a moment, he had enough to build himself a small town and have it actually look like a town run by Ratz. However, business deals gone wrong and extreme expenses made the coin dwindle. He has bought his way to a decrepit, abandoned village right now, a few head rolled and some alliances with the Syndicate took place, but it’s not the vision he had when he wanted his own town once upon a time.

@nixalegos