#idek bye

[cardshcrp]

in lieu of a proper promo for my multi @hadnothing i’m going to slap together the worst possible descriptions of everyone to coerce to you to come on down (or just like block me forever more likely idk)

highly confused semi-amnesiac murder lesbian wants to buy a puppy but doesn’t know how

best-worst dad roasts son all day long, keeps entire scrapbooks of everything his kids have ever done, actually just an angel that will rob you blind

tired rainbow guard is done with your shit and also prettier than you

soldier man would really like a nap, will scream if you grab his butt, oddly naive over the strangest little things and can and will eat whole bucket of kfc while choking you to death

local destruction deity has been stuck in a jar for 6000 years and wants to know what’s up, accidentally merges with host and now has a fondness for blood but also pottery and is very puzzled please advise

murder clown is traumatized but will also traumatize you

multi-dimensional spirit breaks fourth wall to write in first person with footnotes and you’ll never know if anything said is true or not and also get fucked 

she brings a whole new meaning to scissoring no really she will stab you in the face with knife legs run bitch

well-meaning angel alien looking for friends and abandoned pianos also cats??? will be soft and delighted if hugged

this was more fun than i thought so have a few for my other solo blogs too idk

universe taking sentient form specifically to stare at you in mild disgust and roast you

shiny bird would like to know he’s pretty!!!!!! thank

he’s trying to be a good boy but also he’s a war machine boof ah shit that’s another body aw fuck mate

murder snake woman disdains humanity in order to surpass everyone as the most gorgeous. very pretty but kissing will kill you also somehow is hiding 30+ knives while in nothing but a thong?? help

local android very fond of ballet but if you matter to her she will destroy you on the annual occasion she actually opens her mouth

[wonpilie]

tag urself bts vs zombies edition

[otomies]

Drabble

Based on the beginning of matthews route. as always im gonna avoid using names if you want to insert your oc :3c

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“STOP!!!!”

“GAAH! W-Wha??”

She lurched forward, panting heavily, staring at the moonlit fireplace in front of her.

Matthew quickly sat up as well, rubbing his eyes, which then gazed at her widely. 

She couldn’t help but feel a sickening feeling just by looking at him. What an awful, disgusting version of him did she just see from a dream. 

But it was only that.

A dream.

But the feelings still resided, like a tar residue. It may not have been real, but that didn’t stop the fright washing over her nerves. She wanted to know if everything was fine. If she wasn’t just a toy to him. And she knew she wasn’t! She wasn’t..She wasn’t...

Tears began to drip down her cheeks as Matthew continued to stare in alarm. He slowly raised his arms to embrace her, suddenly pausing as she flinched.

“Woah, woah! It’s okay. It’s alright! It’s just me.”

But that was the problem. Extreme frustration boiled inside her for feeling this way suddenly. Inside her was a fierce battle between mind and emotion.

He waited for her to relax, but frowned as she scooted and got out of bed. 

“I just...I...Ugh...I’m sorry, just give me a second.”

She walked over to the balcony, opening the door and feeling the night’s cold air quickly wash over her. But she knew Matthew was practically staring into her soul from inside the bedroom. He would be patient. 

The cold air felt almost cleansing; rejuvenating her as she took deep breaths. The feeling of dread filled up her lungs as she inhaled, but left with her breath as she exhaled.

Soon, she turned around to see, sure enough, his eyes glued to her. She quickly walked back inside. Though a tiny strand of worry still lingered, she could easily overcome it.

“Hey, okay, listen...I’m just going to hug you, okay? That’s all...”

She crawled back onto bed, wrapping her arms around his waist and feeling the warmth of his body against her now cold one. 

“I’m sorry...” She sighed, burying her head into his shoulders. He would never hurt her. He squeezed her gently, brushing his hands through her hair. 

“Bad dream, huh...?”

And that’s all it was.

A dream.

[loveishe]

all 🗣 i 🗣 want 🗣 from 🗣 this 🗣 life 🗣 is 🗣 jaehyun 🗣 to 🗣 have 🗣 black 🗣 hair 🗣 again 🗣

[palvinhq-archive-blog]

hello dear dad friend, long time no speak. how are you? how’s the beautiful lady? still blown away on how you got her to like you. totally kidding. catch me up on what’s new. @jocklowden

[pajarx]

Some ppl here r stupid af like who in their right mind think that forming alliances with conservatives/white supremacisht or whatever the fuck is a viable way to get a communisht revolushon bc u can unite on the basis of ur class?

[funeralarchive-blog]

ღ if you waNNA

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[streetxdog]

@sardonicxsouls

The match went against everything he’d imagined for his lover and the second he watched blood come dripping from Randy’s body, he had to be held back because everyone knew damn well how he felt about Brock. Even if he wanted to hurt the other back for what was unfolding before his eyes, he knew he didn’t stand a chance. Joe and Colby both had to physically grab him and pull him away to a quiet place until the whole show was over. But the minute it was, he ran from his side of the arena towards where he knew Randy would be. No one could keep him away and even if they tried, he’d knock them out.

“Randy..” He called out, shoving passed the men who’d helped him to the back, eyes on the doctor at work over his dazed boyfriend. Grabbing a hand, h squeezed it tightly and leaned over Randy now, burying his face into the side of his neck. “M’here.. Stay still and let them fix you up..” Emotions were threatening to wash over him, the lump in his throat making it hard to see, but he held onto that and tried to be strong for himself as well as the older male on the table. “Please be okay..” If Brock put him out of work again, Jon would definitely do everything in his power to fuck up his life. He didn’t care anymore. What he’d said on that podcast was true and the idiot made it all that much more clear tonight. He didn’t belong here.