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[rockmonopoly]

attractor of some of the most insane men on the planet and part-time water bottle, knight, scam-artist, wizard, cowboy, etc.

mono rococo “rockmonopoly” katamari | they/he | 21

‼️♥️🐇 while I talk abt divorcesteal happenings on here sooo often, you MUST send your dismp asks to my mcyt blog this is my talk abt real life blog

tbh i’m the type of guy to not correct you if you’re wrong and i also have no backbone but what i do have is “a strange relationship with mold” (Demetri, 2022) and the ability to light anything on fire shoutout to my fish tank, car, pc, coat, microwave popcorn, car, and ssd.

other blogs:

mcyt: @mapicccubito

aesthetics: @maouaes

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[theartificialdane]

Nebula: I was a heavy heart to carry

Tw: mentions of abuse. Drabble that might turn into more

“Is this it?”

Violet looked out the window, the little white house so painfully average. She nodded and opened the car door, stepping out on the street where she grew up for the first time in over two decades.

“Do you want me to-?”

Violet nodded, thankful that Sutan had agreed to take the key. They walked up the driveway together, stepping onto the patio, Sutan opening the door, and together they stepped into Violet’s childhood home.

The smell hit her like a sledgehammer. The sweet scent of sugar cookies and lemon air freshener in the air. Violet reached out, steadying herself against the wall, her body jolting as she touched the soft velour tapestry, sense memories crashing over her as she remembered how she used to play with the textures, running her hands over the grey flowers on the beige wall, feeling how it went from soft to cold, over and over again. It all looked exactly the same. The little hallway where she used to get ready for school, her tummy tight, her throat already closing up. The marks were still there, black lines along the floor still telling their story of the day she had tried to fight John, the day she had begged and cried not to go to school, her little hands so helpless against a grown man- Violet felt her vision darken. She was going to faint. She was so sure of it, and then-

“Lovely eyes, are you okay?”

Someone wrapped their arms around her, holding her, grounding her, faint whifs of cigarettes filling her nose, coarse suitfabric and soft silk against her face. Sutan was here. He was here, and she wasn’t alone, not anymore.

“Yes..”

[eunych-born-eunych]

chris fleming is brutal

[eunych-born-eunych]

how have I never seen this before today

[everyones-favorite-fruit]

When i have the time and motivation, i need to draw hua cheng in a maid outfit

[kahin]

jst sum recs, dnt do th fighters. u cnt play online nd th stories r cutscenes on utube. s jst cpu over and over n its boring. skip those n jus play th other gmes. lso p4g and p5r have gameplay mprovmnts bt the story is vry diff near th end so its diff conclusions n universes n some spinoff r sequels to some but not others like og p5 n p5s

I didn't quite understand the last part, but this is actually. very useful ^_^

[gggoinggghost]

I just want this video on my blog. Nothing else.

[eunych-born-eunych]

A salamander with external gills, either because it has not reached adulthood or because- like an axolotl or a mudpuppy- it retains its larval external gills as an adult.

This is not the most useful word but, being an enthusiast of siredons myself (siredonophile???), I’m pretty pleased with having learned it!