#fuilteach

[onlynear]

timaeustestified  ,  begin  pestering  @fuilteach.

‘     seriously  ,  roxy  ?     ’     you  try  to  keep  anything  too  accusatory  out  of  your  tone  ,  but  something  tells  you  that  you  aren’t  doing  a  good  job  .  gloved  fingers  reach  out  and  pluck  the  empty  martini  glass  from  the  table  by  the  stem  ,  letting  it  flip  over  in  your  grip  .     ‘     and  how  many  came  before  this  one  ?     ’

[laststops-blog]

[ caligulasaquarium, begin trolling carcinogeneticist on @fuilteach. ]

           ‘  kar  ,  ’  eridan  begins  ,  as  he                             often does, caught in a balance of not-expecting-to-be-listened-to and demanding-all-attention. his claws tap against each other haphazard, click in soft time with his twisting hands, ‘i keep findin the human’s food wwrappers evverywwhere -- they never bloody wwell listen wwhen i tell them to fuckin clean up after themselvves. dunno wwhy you like them so much. could make a fuckin pile out a all their shit. wwill you talk to them for me?’ 

[riiposted-blog]

            he’s  using  the  middle  of  his  living  room  like  a  stage,  holding  a  microphone  —  a  microphone  that  isn’t  plugged  in  —   up  to  his  lips.        “  okay,  your  next  word  is  ..  ”        eyes  glance  towards  his  phone  for  a  second  before  he  locks  his  gaze  with  lennox.        “  YEET.  ”

@fuilteach​  |  sc.  accepting.

[fungeos]

@fuilteach said:   it's been quite a while since mondo's last seen leon- lucky for pretty much everyone at hope's peak, he's seemed to have tamed his haircut a bit, fringe a bit long, hanging over his eyebrows until he brushes it out of the way. the second he sees the familiar shock of red hair, he practically bellows his greeting, arm swinging to secure leon against his chest in a massive hug. " HEY! i think you've gotten fuckin' taller, huh?! "

           ‘   aw   ,   leggo   of   me   ,   sonuva   --                                oi!’ he wriggles, though it’s more playful than irritated, fingers scrabbling uselessly against mondo’s arm. eventually, he shifts, joins his hands around the biker’s middle and squeezes as hard as he can. he’d missed him. summer feels longer when he and his friends go their separate ways, but a reunion is never not on the cards with them (even when mondo graduates, he’s gonna have a hard time shaking leon. leon should tell him that). ‘what’s it to ya, huh? you gettin’ jealous of how i’m fillin’ out? think i’m gonna steal your girl?’ they jostle, rough-and-tumble as they are, leon cackling all the while. ‘you bring her with you? where is she?’ 

[stillworthy]

tired of being afraid / @fuilteach

        it seems like the kind of advice he might give  --  except maybe not, maybe, because he’s never been able to give into falling in love with anything less than a fight.     it gets easier every time he meets connor’s eyes  --  oh, he wants to feel guiltless.     he starts to reach for connor’s hand, hesitates, pulls back.     “     hm.    i can manage that.     ”       then, softer, with his eyes just over connor’s shoulder,    “     i think i already have.     ”

[oldlondons-blog]

“i don’t get your persistence.” ashton again ):

everybody’s at the bar without me.

             ‘  yeah  ,  ‘cause  you  don’t  do                                 anything. not like i do. you hole away in your room and you write these songs about not caring who lives or who dies -- but you’re just fucking bitter, ash! you’re mad at john -- you blame him for dying, don’t you? and you blame colin for not being able to fucking save him, and you blame me for -- for what? siding with colin? not giving up?’ he’s exhausting himself, but he can’t help it. this is all so much; he has a headache. he’s trembling. ‘you’re just bitter that you’re the only one who can’t catch the fucking plague!’ 

[dieverge-a]

                “Huh,    wild.     I    have   the    sudden    and    OVERWHELMING    urge    to   deck    you     in    the    face.”

                                ARIA    CALL.                @fuilteach​

[wrsethngs-blog]

@fuilteach liked ! // for dolph !

         he doesn’t even bother to stifle a delighted gasp  --  something about covering his emotions plays in his mind, and he promptly ignores it.     this isn’t anything bad, it’s just an opinion, and not even a particularly interesting one.     “     oh!     that is such a cute shirt!    i’m jealous.    ”    jealousy is a sin, too  --  “    well, not jealous, but  --  you know what i mean!     ”