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[oddsouled]

❝ the bunnies are having a tea party, angus, ❞ cassie stated in a matter-of-fact way, hands clasping behind her back. ❝ they’ve asked me to bring a guest, and mr. owl is gone on his third journey for wisdom, so i can’t bring him. would you like to come in his palce? they’re all very kind, and i’m sure they would love to meet you. ❞  // @angusmcdnld

[phoenixfiire-a-blog]

❝ hey, angus. ❞ lup hummed as she plopped herself down at the kitchen table across from her son. ❝ want to help me with some reaper work? i need a detective. ❞ @angusmcdnld // starter call

[sparedthem-blog]

“please look at me.”

lost the meme my guy.  /  accepting if you can find it  /  @angusmcdnld

It’s quite a scene.  Frisk is crying, sitting on the floor next to a very, very shattered glass decoration that may have been a vase at one point.  It’s all their FAULT, because they knocked over something at his house and broke it which is so stupid, Frisk, you useless idiot, now he’ll never let you come over and you’ll have to be at your parent’s house all the time like before and his moms are going to hate you god you IDIOT ——

“Frisk —” he says, interrupting their mind’s abuse.  They know he’s crouching next to them but they’ve got their face in their hands and they’re being a big crybaby so they can’t see him, shoulder hitched and breath the same.

“I’m s - sorry, please d - don’t be mad —— I’m suh - sorry ———”

“Please,” he says, gentler and more insistent this time.  “Look at me.”

And — they do, glancing up, however slowly — through their tears and their lashes.  And he’s — smiling.  Gentle, and forgiving, and encourage, and not at all angry.

“You’re okay.  I’m not mad, alright?  I promise.”

They don’t reply.  He nods, and they nod back, more reflex than thought.  Small shoulders slowly loosen, arms falling first to tangle in their sweater before their stomach and then to their lap.  Angus moves from his crouch to sit next to them, quiet, an arm looping gently around their shoulders and tugging them into his side.

“You’re okay,” he says again.  They try to remember how to breathe.

[superel-m-blog]

❛    you  shouldn’t  be  sniffing on trails that lead to gotham . . . what i wasn’t here ?    ❜

LUMINOUS :  HIS DESCENDING  FIGURE .  gently clark set the other down upon the ground of fresh grass. gotham was full of cases to solve .  but no playground.

STARTER CALL    

[multidimensionaal-blog]

@angusmcdnld 

‘Angus - hey, hey, Ango -’ Taako catches up to Angus. Kneeling down, he slings an arm around Angus' shoulers and leans in, conspiratorially. ‘Listen. I need a favour.’

[princi]

* hand   runs   through   thick   locks   ,    inevitably   ,   falters   at   the   ends.   hat   remains   nestled   ‘tween   digits   ,   eyebrows   are      furrowed      ,    studious   of   the    other   ,   perplexed   ,   it   was   not      common      for   people   to   wander   through.   throat   clears   ,   hat   snug   back   on   his   head   ,   voice   is   laced   with   curiosity   ,   interest.                    ❛❛         what   brings   you   here ?      to   the   town   ,   i   mean.   we’re   pretty   off   the   grid   . . .   with   intent   ,   unless   you’re   not   a   . . .   ?         ❜❜

@angusmcdnld      /      starter call

[cosmosfated]

There’s nothing weirder about a pair of brothers who are masquerading as human but are actually a dragon and what can only be called succinctly as a magic eater

but Angus and Fleur are essentially the duo that would be like;

“that’s dangerous” “life is dangerous” “and also illegal” “yolo?” “you had better not”

[ilusoin-blog]

❛       hey  .     ❜     tongue  clicks  as  deft  digits  collect  muss  of  ash  back  into  a  sidebun  ,  elbows  out  and  voice  a  calm  but  demanding  tone  .  he  won’t  stoop  low  enough  to  pick  a  fight  with  a  pup  ,  but  he  isn’t  against  a  little  prodding  --  kids  need  discipline  ,  a  firm  hand  (  claw’d  hand  ,  red  hand  ,  scarlet  and  stark  ‘gainst  a  midnight  market’s  expanse  )  .  tsk  ,  tsk  !  like  he’s  talking  to  a  dog  ,  not  a  child  ,  lavender  tips  extending  as  if  to  physically  shoo  him  away  .         ❛        i  don’t  like  kids  .   scram  ,  short  stack  .  i  don’t  have  time  to  help  you  find  whatever  the  fuck  --  i’m  busy  .       ❜        @angusmcdnld