Jul 26, 2022
"WHY THE HELL ARE WE LAZER TEAM ANYWAY?”
“BECAUSE I HAVE A LAZER!”
Zach Spencer of Rooster Teeths Lazer Team!
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"WHY THE HELL ARE WE LAZER TEAM ANYWAY?”
“BECAUSE I HAVE A LAZER!”
Zach Spencer of Rooster Teeths Lazer Team!
! Her tongue tells tales of rebellion !
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One could drown in Atlas’ poorly knit streets and suffocate on the ever lingering dust. Or find themselves consumed by the underbelly of a floating city. But on the edge, where one boy often found himself. You could see the world. The expanse of freedom that could be breathtaking when light hit it just right. And the deadly wilds could be forgotten in that moment alone...the smallest taste of something bigger. It could be gorgeous some days.
Holy cow, has it been awhile. I really do miss writing, so I’m gonna try and get back into things here, while I’ve slowly started on my other blog
So if any y’all still active would you mind giving me a like & or reblog if you would be interested in interacting with my neat little RWBY OC here?
alright, here we got a blog all set up for a winter maiden in the world of rwby! I am private/selective, but if you’d like to interact do please give this post a like/reblog!
It was maybe four in the morning, way too early for Trevor, but he had to finish working out the kinks in the latest heist. The moment he got up though, he high-tailed it to the coffee maker and started it up. While he was waiting, Trevor strolls over to the pantry door to grab a snack and opens it to find them eating from one of the cereal boxes. For a moment, Trevor stares at them blankly because it’s too early to process this scene, but seconds later, Trevor breathes in slowly and asks, “Do I want to know why you’re in there eating cereal with your bare hands like a rabid animal?”
YOU SHOULD BE FUCKING TERRIFIED !! ind. priv. && sel. michael jones / est. originally sep 22, 2012 / written by kit / art sc
would ya kindly like or reblog to interact with this nice fellow here? a private/selective Roman Torchwick?