#loni tag

[machineryangel]

images that make me go straight up insane moodboard

[stellamancer]

choosing to let loni live in peace and not ask about samponi desk sex.

[adampage]

i've learned to trust your instincts about hangman's storyline directions cause you're always spot on tbh

ohhhh im legitimately throwing darts at a board rn, i havent felt in tune with him since he PRIVATED HIS SPOTIFY PLAYLIST i almost cried

it’s been so long since i felt like i knew what was gonna happen next with him

[ringvamp]

me trying to figure out why someone would send you hate

it’s because my ass is fat & my wrestling opinions are correct 😔

[t-archived]

LonixItachi😋

Itachi had never had a little sister, and Loni is like that to him. And she reminds him if Shisui in her mannerisms sometimes and he's able to be comfortable enough with her to be silly and to ramble on, whether he's depressed or just feeling moody.

They've tussle over a box of snack cakes atleast twice, especially if there's only one left. They end up sharing it in the end.

They end up napping in the floor or the couch easily once they get comfortable.

[elliotwarren]

Loni found them at the edge of the wood, pressed up against the trees, looking far away and lost. Asher's appearance gave her pause - they were covered in dirt from the knees down, and a shovel still jutted from the fresh earth. Fear found her, even in the dark. "What are you doing?"

A cigarette appeared between Asher's fingers. The lighter sputtered in the evening breeze, illuminating Asher's tired features for scarce moments. They glanced up at the house, tilting their head to one side in question.

"Kaleo is in bed. It's a school night." Loni crossed her arms over her chest, feet planted firmly. "Did you just bury a dead body in my backyard?"

Asher almost dropped the cigarette, fumbling with it, clamping it between their teeth. It would have been funny if not for what was obviously a fresh grave between the birch trees. Scowling, Asher gestured wildly at her - and then again, slower. The frustration worked into every curve of their fingers. It didn't help that Loni's grasp of sign language was minimum, and that Asher kept making up words.

"Asher, there's a shovel. In the dirt." Loni gaped, exasperated. "You show up in my driveway, and on top of it, Kal swears you were dead - I don't know what I think, Asher!"

They sighed without sound, body concaving, legs sagging.

Loni jabbed a finger into their chest. "I know I trust my kid more than I trust some dumb - I don't know what you are."

Swatting her away, Asher tried to step around and head back for the house. Instead, Loni caught them by the shirt, yanking Asher towards her. Touching them made her skin crawl.

"Uh uh, no. I'll call the cops." Loni held one hand up to her ear, imitating. Unnecessary - Asher was completely capable of hearing, but it was hard not to mimic them sometimes. Asher stared. "You don't believe me? Try it. What's in the hole, Asher? I know it's not a hole you know what I mean."

Asher's shoulders shook with silent laughter, but it faded, quickly. To nothing. She hated that. How they went from a person to ... whatever they were. The creature had shown up face down on Loni's drive way the week before. Kaleo came to stand on the porch, too quiet, strained, talking about a dead thing.

When the laughter died and Asher's light slipped away, Loni could believe it.

"What. Is in. The hole."

inktober 2018. prompt ‘bury the meaning’ from tehartmonkey. photo by matthias heil.

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[xjelani-archive-blog]

hey man im gay @maljefe

post workout prolly????

[stellamancer]

Don't look. It's merely a phase

You say that and then Bitti will draw him in a swimsuit or something sopping wet and you will be back here as if you never left. :)