#earboned

[obstiinatc]

earboned replied to your post: “I need nourishment. Feed me.”

im here for them eating junk food together honestly .. i love it

they go out and buy a mountain of junk, urie screams when they walk in the door

[stalkhim]

‘ do you do your own stitches? ’ a gulp, ‘ you ... you seemed like a medic to me. i-i don’t know why i thought that. ’ 

@earboned.

[in-perfect-us-blog]

@earboned

     ⌠✗⌡ It was the middle of the day, and he still looked like he was asleep. Or dead. Or both. For the past three hours, he’d been playing an odd game of avoiding a particular investigator while trying to maintain close enough to see if he could pry out the information the higher ups wanted. Even as quick witted as he was, he knew the other had probably seen him multiple times by now and was probably getting suspicious or wondering what was going on -- probably. There were some doves who really didn’t give a shit, or just didn’t notice. Either way it was a better idea to head back for now and come out later when they weren’t thi--

     And he tripped and fell directly onto his face. What he dripped on, we may never know. Maybe some uneven concrete. What an idiot. Not paying attention for .2 seconds and now he was on the ground. Pushing up off the ground, Ayato found himself face to face with the same dove he’d been following. Great. Just great. Well now they’d definitely noticed him. “Yeaaah...” He muttered under his breathe. Way to go Ayato, you fucked up.