#ask-discworld-death

[yeahponcho]

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OMG MY SON!!! HE'S BEEN PAINTED!!!

this is so lovely thank you so much!!! I love your use of colors <3

[velveteeneffigy]

@ask-discworld-death @gaymerparis @fireballistic @emberoops

oh i missed three of you earlier and one of you just followed but... uh..........

hi

[infiniteproxy]

I COULD TELL, but also, if she did, she’d have agreed to fight a convalescent, and if she won, she’d have agreed to potentially severely injuring or worse a convalescent. :’D

[bioniculled]

Truth or Dare

Davean’s Surprise Party

CT: 8=D< Truth or dare, my love?

TT: >a smooch right on that finger!!!

CT: > oh shit!!!

TT: Dare.

BD: > Oh, this is new. He's also smiling, but not sure precisely why.

CM: getting intense up in here

CT: 8=D< I dare you to de%ribe the life cycle of a drafthorse entirely in canterpretive dance.

BD: > He just fucking laughs at that, all through his nose at first. This is beautiful.

TT: >his eyebrows raise practically off his head

BD: Thank you for that.

PF: Oooh, dancing.

TT: The hell?

TT: How the fuck do I do that?

BD: Be the horse.

CT: 8=D< Use your imagination.

V: > v actually fucking grins. this is going to be great

CT: 8=D< Embody the horse.

CT: 8=D< Let the virility of the majestic hoofbeast flow through you.

BD: Channel...the horse.

CM: > He slams back another drink, leaning against the nearest furniture for leverage.

TT: >dart just looks.... fucking lost...

CM: neigh neigh motherfuckcer

CT: 8=D< Would you prefer truth?

TT: No no I got this, just gimme a second to think about this.

CT: > Dart clearly needs a moment to muster his virility there, so Ichabod gives him a little kiss on the forehead before detangling himself so his BF may take the stage.

CT: > It's okay Dart not everyone can get their virility up on command. BADUM TSS.

TT: > he stands up and moves to the room, his arms crossed with his lips pursed as he gazes at nothing in thought.

TG: > davean just leans on v and snickers, sipping his drink still

BD: > Death just leans forward, wobbling slightly, and watches with a grin. This is going to be fantastic.

TT: .... Someone should put music on if I'm gonna dance.

CT: 8=D< I colt find you some.

BD: I feel that you should be the one to do the honours, or at least have the chance.

TT: Aight whoever pulls up music first is what I'll dance too.

CM: yeah lets get some horse jams

CT: 8=D< I was constructing you a playlist, let me just-

CT: > He made Dart something beautiful according to his tastes.

CT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZr-MefnZWE

PF: > Cover your mouth. Try not to laugh. Fail miserably and let out a yelp of laughter through your fingers.

BD: > He doesn't have the context to truly appreciate it, but he does still burst out laughing. There are tears in his eyes. This is better than he could have imagined.

TG: > Davean is burying his face in Vs hair and laughing. Come on now Dart, its gonna be great.

PF: > Death's laughter is making him laugh harder. He's full out doubled over in wheeze-laughter at this point.

CT: 8=D< I believe in you!

CT: > He believes in his boyfriend and needs pom-poms to cheer him on.

BD: > Death is clapping to the beat...kinda?

CM: you got this

TT: >ok ichabod got him with that song. His matesprit's out to get him, oh no. Laughing, dart just listens to the beat for a moment, getting into it..... and then he starts fucking like.. doing pop and lock kind of dancing, making sure it's.. at least vaguely horse shaped and he even throws in a few very bland *neighs* here and there to emphasize that he is trying to be a horse.

CT: > Ichabod is fucking DELIGHTED

BD: > Death is shrieking with laughter at this point. It's ugly. But he's so happy.

CM: > Ash remains unphased but gives him some applause because that clearly took a lot of effort and he deserves that much.

PF: > Jongkyu is clapping his hands encouragingly, but he looks more like a seal at this point and there are tears in his eyes from laughing so hard.

CT: > Ichabod answers with a few enthusiastic whinnies of his own this is the HIGHLIGHT of his month, look at his talented boyfriend facing the challenge head-on!

TG: > Davean is so glad???

TG: to v softly (pls tell me youre recording this too)

V: > considering the phone already up and recording

V: (id never miss out on an opportunity like this)

TT: >keeping at it, he dances until the song ends and grins, taking a bow. After straightening up, he saunters on over to Ichabod and flops down on him.

PF: Encore, encore!

CT: > He is met with a gleeful trill, and a shower of little kisses. Jesus christ guys want some tree for that sap

TT: Haha thanks!

[contemporanealitical-blog]

*touches the ground* he was here....

[asskraehe-blog]

NOW I FEEL THAT I DIDN'T SAY ENOUGH. DAVE IS AN AMAZINGLY STRONG INDIVIDUAL AND I AM SO PROUD TO KNOW HIM, MUCH LESS BE ABLE TO BE WITH HIM. I HAVE NEVER BEEN IN ANY OTHER RELATIONSHIP, BUT I COULD NOT HAVE BEEN MORE LUCKY IN MY FIRST. HE IS SO KIND AND I CAN TELL THAT HE HAS HAD SO MUCH PAIN IN HIS PAST BUT HE HASN'T GIVEN UP. HE NEVER GIVES UP. ALSO HE FIGHTS ON MOVING VEHICLES? WHO EVEN IS ABLE TO DO THAT? HE IS. HE IS AMAZING IN EVERY WAY AND I JUST. I AM SO HAPPY FOR HIM. WITH HIM.

[possiblyinsanemerchant]

@ask-discworld-death​ liked your post “Starter call”

It’s been quite long since he had cleaned the toad mask, and it showed. Zacharie held that piece of apparatus up to the sky, and behind the visage of a cat mask, frowned as he took in the dirt and smears on the front. He turned it around, shuddered, and quickly turned it back to the front. It was odd, he noted, how rarely dirt showed up until you began cleaning.

He wasn’t in the Zones. The last time he had decided to clean his apparatus there ended in a sort of mild disaster, with one or more of his filters floating away into the distance. It took him quite some while to get some replacements. So instead, this time he decided to find somewhere mostly unpolluted, with actual honest water instead of plastic oceans to deal with the equipment.

He dunked one of the filters underneath the rushing water of the stream, and watched as the accumulated filth trailed away, to who knew where. Perhaps the sea. Perhaps a city’s reservoir. He wasn’t going to apologise if it was.

[faunharley-blog]

ask-discworld-death replied to your post: guess whos still around!!!!

I AM GLAD.

hey death :D

how are you???