#hugefyme

[erratic-onslaught]

"FUCK, FUCK,

FUCK, FUCK."

It really is just so much fun to say.

@poison-n-bones @hugefy-me (That's you, right? My brain is square)

[trolloflegend-archive]

Murder starters

“Why not!?”

A surprisingly genuine complaint. He gestures at the remains of her attack. “That was great! And funny!”

@hugefyme

[bringmisery]

     Met too many Bandle City types lately. She’d only come back to pick up some of her stuff from her parents’ house, snuck in while they were sleeping so they wouldn’t harass her, and then strolled out through the colorful streets like one tiny, dark cloud passing through a blue sky.

    Imagine her shock and irritation when she finds the portal she used to get here is closed. She turns to the nearest colorful, furry yordle, scowling.

     ❝ did you close this? ❞ She’s trying not to sound angry. She’s too cool for angry, or for feelings, in general. Gotta keep up the apathetic look. ❝ who closed this? uuuugh. ❞

     @hugefy-me  ​( sc. )

[withvalor]

@hugefy me (lulu raiding for food!) △

With an empty glass in hand and sleep still in her eyes, Quinn half walked half dragged herself toward the kitchen. Another restless night, one waking after only an hour or (if she was lucky) two soaked in sweat and aching with Valor peering cautiously through the darkness at his human. It was the summer heat of course, nothing too serious and most definitely nothing to worry about, but the sensation of only the most severe case of dehydration pulling her from her bed repeatedly every night was getting old and it was doing so fast.

Plus, the four second sprint and seven minute sit in the latrine every morning was hardly how Quinn wanted to rouse.

Light met pupils, forcing them to shrink painfully as Quinn squinted at the open icebox on the opposite side of the counter. Strange, she didn’t recall leaving the door wide open, but no helping the fact that it was at this point. The cool air was already filling the kitchen and, circling from the right side to the left with the counter still between her and the light, Quinn felt goosebumps begin to rise.

It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling, not considering that she woke up feeling as though she had a heat stroke.

Filling the glass in her hand and turning back to the counter, Quinn finally accepted that it would be a poor choice to leave the icebox open. One step and then two was all it took to take her to the door, the door one might note was hiding from her the small figure who had to climb almost entirely in the box in order to reach anything that was worth eating.

Slam!

And with that, the Ranger immediately turned to make her way back to her inferno of a bedroom, deaf to the sounds of thumping that soon began to echo from within her kitchen. 

[icathianpredator]

hugefy-me​ reblogged your photo:harbinger-fiddles:

"Mister! You are washing up before Lil Lu see’s you!" She takes him by the claw and pushes him into the shower.

Hiss and various noises of anger came from him "I DO NOT need you to take care of my hygiene!"

[icathianpredator]

♞ @hugefy me Lulu

"Where does a child hide in a small town like this?"

hugefy-me