A christmas gift for ShortPirateKing from me and another fan. The lords of the crystal will be most pleased.
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A christmas gift for ShortPirateKing from me and another fan. The lords of the crystal will be most pleased.
Witch ^^
If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?
Oh my gosh, this is my first ever ask! Thank you so much! Okay the first thing that comes to my head is that I would change it so that every person (or family) had a house or apartment that was comfortably big and safe. There’s so much to change, but that would be the first thing. Everyone having their own space to rest, and then we move on to other steps in making the world better. Homelessness shouldn’t be a thing, it’s one of the things I care about most.
peRFECT *grabs Hoodie and pulls him down onto couch amd clings onto him* now you cannot escape! *evil laughter as I cuddle him*
Ariel had grabbed Hoodie as he was coming down the hall, his face buried in his work at that moment, he gave a surprised yell as he was puled onto the couch and his papers when flying everywhere.
He blinked a few times before looking at Ariel, “Well, hello to you too.”
- EVENT: HELPLESS - 1/10 -
"Hoodie, you need to rest" Ariel sighed out, standing between him and the door. "You're sick and you'll only get worse if you don't rest." She looked up to the giant, giving him pleading eyes. "Please."
(isn’t it ironic that i also got sick and then this came in, lmao)
Hoodie carefully placed a hand on Ariel’s shoulder, “Ariel, seriously, it’s not that bad. If anything, it’s only a-” The man turned his head to the side and coughed into his free arm, “only a cold. I won’t- won’t be out long anyway.” The man’s voice was low and sounded a bit scratchy.
“I’ll be fine.”
"Brian?" A soft and gentle voice called out. In front of him stood the familiar figure of Ariel, worry evident on her features. "What's wrong??? Can i come over??" She asked, gentle and calm
Ali stepped out to let the two do their thing.
Brian tensed at the voice that was softer than the teen’s had been, yet his tenseness had vanished once he could make out the familiar silhouette of Ariel; through his trembling, he was able to give a slight nod.
His hands had went from his hair to his wrists, scratching them raw as tears of confusion, fear and now pain continued to spill from his eyes.
M!A:: p a n i c … ((2/?))
✿ Brimjay
“4. Cheek kiss” ((y e sss))
The three men were sitting on the sofa, the T.V playing softly in the background. Brian was typing away at his computer, Tim was occupied with a book, and Jay was scrolling through his phone.
As Brian continued to tap away, he felt two pairs of warm lips on both sides of his face; breaking him from his focused daze and making him give a small and soft laugh.
((**okay hand emoji**))
☠️ Hoodie was cornered. Nowhere to go. The two men he had tailed had overpowered him and now he was watching them, clutching his stomach in pain. Suddenly a small figure appeared from the bushes and hit one of the men over his head with a pipe then immediately went for the other. He was more prepared than the other and pushed her back. She growled and positioned herself between the man and hoodie. Ariel growled lowly in her throat. "Hoodie, are you okay?"
Hoodie nodded, standing up and pulling out his gun he aimed it at the man, “I’m fine-” He coughed. He shot the larger male through the stomach, giving Ariel some time to attack without being injured herself. He leaned up against the tree as he clutched his stomach.
"hoodie?! HOODIE STAY WITH ME!" Ariel cried, trying to keep pressure on the giant slash on Hoodie's side. "Masky's on his way, come on hang in there, please." tears were forming in her eyes.
Hoodie helped hold her hands in place, the man was in lots of pain, seeing as how he had gotten hit right on the scar from when Brian and him tried to separate when they were the naga, “I-.. I guess someone finally tamed- tamed the monster.” He gave a weak, raspy chuckle, his face scrunched up in pain, “God this hurts.” His vision began blurring in and out, he choked into his hand.
((Mun: yummy gotta love that angst))
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