#beckonedcall

[rhythmxflow]

@beckonedcall

{♫}“ Um... Hey Google, how sleep-deprived do you have to be to hallucinate?”

ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴏʀ ꜰᴏᴜʀ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀʟʟᴜᴄɪɴᴀᴛᴇ. ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴅᴇᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ: ᴄᴏɢɴɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴀɪʀᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ. ɪʀʀɪᴛᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ.

Well, that makes make sense. She probably was-

Because there seems to be a ghost of some blond elf guy standing in her dorm.

Jasmine knew she didn’t get the best rest. She had to balance her grades and the over-demanding dance class that tiered her out even more. And her lack of eating doesn't help at all. She should go see someone about this but she doesn't want the other students to find out that she now has sleep hallucinations. 

She already stood out enough.

{♫}“ God I really need to rest more.” She mutter to herself before rubbing her eyes. If she pays it no mind it might go away...

[fearless2ndmate]

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Why Tingle called him Mr. Fairy and thought of fae whenever he looked at his clothes was beyond him. Maybe tingle knew something he didn't? That always seems the case...but that's besides the point.

Indeed the small man had picked up on the boy's condition; his skin paled and his eyes were red, he was swaying as he stood as sweat seemed to drip from him like a damn waterfall.

"I feel 'ow I look; loik shite..." he sighed. "I wanted t'know if ye could figure out whot's wrong wiv me...? Y'seem knowledgeable about strange fings afta all.."

He reached into his tunic and handed Tingle a jar stuffed nearly to the brim with hearts. "I keep poppin vese out and n turn I get more..weak..I con't seem t'replenish meself wiv vem eitha...? Is vis a curse or somefing...?"

[shxtteredlegacy]

@beckonedcall​

“What in sam hill are you doing?” It was rare for Octava to come across other spirits like her, but this was the first time running into another spirit that was doing something that was HIGHLY QUESTIONABLE. 

They looked like a teen so it shouldn’t be too surprising ber her mom instincts were just kicking in.

“Don’t do that!”

[panickypeachboy]

Momotaro is holding out a tray of freshly baked Cookie Bread Squirtles towards the screaming crowd.

“F-Free, m-melon pan...f-for no s-screm...pl-please...”

“...M-Momo will cook, a-any ting...f-for no screm...”

[multimusewonderland]

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[ladiesxofxthexcosmos]

@beckonedcall

{❧}” Oh-”

{❧}” You like my robes? “ Complements was something uncommon for the sorceress. Not many people tell her how beautiful or well dressed she was. She always assumed that people were too scared to tell her that.

And to be honest they should be scared. She was as deadly as she was lovely.

{❧}” Hmmhmm. I see that you have good taste then.”

[cosmicxmuses]

@beckonedcall​

       ₴Ø ₴łⱠɆ₦₮....Ⱨ₳VɆ ɎØɄⱤ ₮ⱧØɄ₲Ⱨ₮₴ ₣ł₦₳ⱠⱠɎ                                                          ₵Ɇ₳₴Ɇ?

There was no response from Pretty. Her mind seems to go silent as she just sinks deeper into the waters that were her own guilt. It was dragging her down, deeper and deeper as she lost the will to fight back. To stay afloat.

She felt that it would be easier just to give up She was just so tired...And it was the truth. So why fight back against?

ł₮₴ ₣ØⱤ ₮ⱧɆ ฿Ɇ₴₮ ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ₮Ⱨł₦₲₴ ฿Ɇ ₮Ⱨł₴ ₩₳Ɏ...ł₮₴               ₮ⱧɆ Ø₦ⱠɎ ₩₳Ɏ ɎØɄ ₵₳₦ ɆVɆⱤ ⱤɆĐɆɆ₥         ɎØɄⱤ₴ɆⱠ₣...฿Ɏ JɄ₴₮ ₳₵₵Ɇ₱₮ł₦₲ ₩ⱧØ ɎØɄ ₳ⱤɆ 

                                          ₳₦Đ Đł₴₳₱₱Ɇ₳Ɽ..

[origcmibird-aa]

    x // “ AH-HAH. AH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! ” Amazingly, he laughs. He gives a light, entertained laugh at their little joke while he continues to balance his shamisen in his lap. The dark infestation expelled, now his body was healing. Rips and tears in an origami sky, holes torn open by the disease, were slowly being mended.

      Its colors depicted a clear, early summer morning; where the sun had turned the sky hues of orange and gold. The ocean could be heard roaring behind them, and a soft breeze rushed down tall, folded stalks of grass. It appears to be an imitation of a real location.

       “ That’s very clever. ” He compliments with a friendly nod. It seems that the mood lightens for a bit, but then Kubo’s face slowly drops again. “ So many people look to me because I don’t seem to be afraid. And sometimes I’m not! But the other times ... I just know not to show it. That’s what having COURAGE is about, right? ” // @beckonedcall