#mun likes it

[askviktor]

what do you think about Alien Blues by Vundabar

Not my usual cup of tea, but I am always pleased to learn about new music.

[muses-galore]

“I think an even better name for you would be Eight Toes.” - @fantomevoleur

"That name would be very misleading since I don't have eight toes..."

@fantomevoleur

[askthecaptaingeneral]

Wellp, Corvus is getting married. When Maggie gets invited I hope you're ready to be her plus one.

“I am still heavily in opposition of this. I’ll be quiet and civil, but I am still in opposition of this.”

[ask-flame-emperor]

What does Ace work as o3o ?

“He was forced to do modeling because he lost a bet but then he liked it, now he is a full actor/model, he likes to do risky stuff and doesn’t uses stuntman which makes us a little worry” He tells the anon with a smile before yawning, “If you excuse me, I will go back to bed” he declared turning around and walking to his bedroom. M!A Modern AU : [ 7 / 10 ]

[malo-de-vigny]

alysa loves you!

She does? Since when? But so ..I’m confused. Malorie loves her but Basile too..while the girl adores me?

[magiofkou]

You're Jujupeach!

"You're all the same" He had never heard so many stupid names in such a short time.

[candy-demon]

"Amaimai~"

"But my name is just Amaimon."

[1pixelprincess-blog]

iamlevelseven replied to your post: [Black Eye Meme] Phil gently held a towel-covered ice pack to the bruise covering her eye, his face looking decidedly unimpressed and irritated. "Persephone, either you're going to tell me who did this to you, or we're going to spend a very long time over a plate of vegetables and fruits while I play a guessing game about who it was, and in the end I'll find out anyway. It's your choice."

"And you’d be surprised at how accurate my guesses can be. Tell me," he instructed, quietly and inconspicuously examining her face for any other injuries, "/now/."

Often it was hard to remain cool, to stay numb enough to focus around Phil Coulson.  Something about his being her lifeline in the storm that was the entire SHIELD mess had made her mind latch on to him in a way she'd only ever latched on to two other beings in her entire life.

She had to work at it to keep from just giving in and spewing the information that he wanted from her.  It was harder work than she liked to admit - disappointing him made her feel like someone had tied knots in her gut.

"Why does it matter who did it?" she asked calmly, head tilted to one side.  "Knowing a name won't make it hurt less.  It won't reduce the swelling or make the bruise any less ugly.  Nothing productive could come from knowing at this stage."  She lifted one hand to hold the ice pack against her face so that he could rest his arm.  "So why is it so important for you to know?"