#dsfsdfs

[silverryu25]

You're absolutely one of the cutest cutes out there Silv.

JKDHFAKJDHFK! Another cutie attack? Not fair! There are too many cuties sending messages!

Right back at you! Only a cutie would know another! So you are a cutie too! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ω ⁄<⁄ ⁄)♥

What is happening? *flustered noises*

[ducavalentinos]

Of course Freydis's doppelganger is Oleg's future wife! I'm sure this will turn up well for all parties involved 😂😂😂

[nonohara]

im having a tuff week

[theabyssalmuses-archived]

caress + face [enkidu + gil]

[ Send ‘caress’ and a body part to see how my muse reacts to being stroked there. open! ]

Crimson eyes closed, a peaceful smile coming to the king’s face. A pleased hum was heard as his body relaxed. It was a peculiar kind of peace, honestly. To be held in the hands of perhaps the greatest weapon to ever have existed and to be completely at peace as a result…how paradoxical. 

The king said nothing…after all, no words were needed. He was certain Enkidu would understand anything he had to say- no, it was that he had nothing he could say to Enkidu that they did not already know. 

And as a king, there were few things he hated more than superfluity. 

[denofdorks-archived]

Papyrus sighs, "CAN'T WE ALL JUST GET ALONG?" Sans pats him on the back, "...nah"

[savethxm]

my rem seeing talk of orphans or mother-less muses on the dash like:

[hearthhearted-a]

@sanzenxsekai replied to your post: local 18 y/o has yet another Oh No They’re Hot...

even nobbu must admit that Inshun’s damned good looking

lies here on the floor...(1) Disaster 

[theabyssalmuses-archived]

"Ibaraki a minute dear." Ms Blavatsky called one of her students over, after looking over the work they had done in class. "...you seem to be falling behind, do you need a tutor?" The small teacher stilted her head as she looked up at her with a concerned look on her face. (High School au~)

Ibaraki looked up from her “work”, a messy page of failed workings outs, inane ramblings about what she thought the answer to be and various other scribblings, a nervous look on her face. What had been said was true- she was indeed falling behind...despite her best efforts.

“Ghh...Well, yes, it does appear that way, doesn’t it? Despite everything, it appears my work is..uh..not very good.” She was reluctant to admit it, but she really wasn’t doing very well at all, was she? “B..but, but! I’ve been working extremely hard, you see, so my grades should go up, right, right?!” And yet- time and time again she found herself falling behind. 

“But, y’know...m..maybe a tutor wouldn’t be so bad, Ms.Blavatsky...”