#fruitymerchant

[broadswordandpistol]

(closed starter for @fruitymerchant -- we can figure out the dragon-or-whatever details whenever. -handwaves- I don’t care, I just want to write with you.)

“Well, that should be the last of them. Three dozen river serpent skins. Should keep us in gold for the next few weeks, but turning ‘em in’s going to be a trial.” He finished reloading his pistol, and glanced over at Al.

“You sure we’re not gonna run into one of Gilland’s clever little henchmen if we head back to town? He seemed pretty ticked when we ditched.”

[broadswordandpistol]

isaaccecilbryant replied to your post “New AU: @symbolicpeace said: the home owner’s association except it’s...”

((Isn't that essentially the Happy Home Academy run by Tom Nook and Lyle? XD))

“...”

“Hey, Al, are you the otter or the tanuki?”

( @fruitymerchant )

[thepeoplesspear-blog]

@fruitymerchant

“Hey Alvin would you try this?” Ludger held out a spoon for a the other, with rice and some curry sauce on it. He tried something different with the sauce this time, a creamy tomato sauce with subtle spices. He was trying to disguise the tomato taste a bit from Elle.

[troubledlieutenant]

His Alvin senses are tingling...Newpaper is grabbed as he prepares to whack and lecture his little brother if needed.

[flower-of-bravery]

DO YOU WANNA TOUCH ALVIN'S BUTT

“Ummm…..”

“Duh Mr or Missus Anon. Totally.”

[flower-of-bravery]

Alvin

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗(hoping for a romantic relationship)

[talesofdebt]

and what they've done for you, they've done for me

@fruitymerchant

The last thing Ludger remembered was a rat on his bare stomach. But now he felt like he was floating, his mind foggy and eyelids heavy? But why would he feel like that? He couldn’t place why, so he returned to trying to get his lead eyelids to move. Eventually, he managed to, his vision blurry and almost wobbly - like he’d had far too much to drink. There was a steady beeping of some sort, a machine? He couldn’t tell...

He tried to sit up, only to be greeted by pain flashing across his abdomen. Ludger groaned and felt there, finding an ice pack resting there. What...why was that there? Why was his memory so foggy...?But this wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling...no...it was one he’d become all too accustomed to. Surgery. Implantations. Karmic Sense. 

His pulse and blood pressure spiked, the machine beeping more frantically. No...no, he couldn’t be back there! He’d gotten away, hadn’t he...? Ludger had sworn...he knew he had...

Maybe that was a dream...

“...h...hello...? Is...is there anyone there?” His voice was weak, scratchy.

[corrines-bells]

“What we’ve got here is a failure to communicate.” (fruitymerchant)

movie quote meme || accepting || @fruitymerchant

“And who’s fault is that?!”

Sheena knew full-well that the answer was most likely her --she wasn’t very good at communications unless it was in her job description. In life, however, in things that were --or could be-- important, she failed. Pretty hard. Not that she would ever address or accept that. 

The shinobi had hands on her hips and a pout stubbornly pulling her lips together. Her body had lurched forwards a little, addressing Alvin with a dominance that she constantly aspired to prove.

“If you wanna communicate, quit tellin’ me how bad we are at it and say somethin’!”