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[phlipshea]

spikdbat replied to your post: tfw you get narcolepsy and necromancy mixed up

remember when u thought necromancy was corpse fucking

it’s clear i haven’t learned

[queenvvitch]

"you did that? all by yourself?”

                         PRIDE RUNS THROUGH HER VEINS, a happy little giggle coming from the small witch before she nods, holding up the rather large patched up stuffed bear, ❝ yeah, I technically did... uh... I guess it’s now more patches than actual... you know... bearly product. ❞

@spikdbat || nsfw/fluffy starters

[girlwise-a]

“ you’ve got blood on your shirt. ”

                It’s     hard    to    be    TIDY    when    one    is    FIGHTING    MONSTERS.    At    this    point,    Annabeth     isn’t    sure    if    the    ichor-mixed    blood    on    her    shirt    is    HERS    or    a     fellow    camper’s.     The    dust    that    her    hand    dusted    off    of    her    shoulder    was    from    the   eviscerated    monster,    that    was    for    sure.    She’s    lived    seventeen    years    of    this,    it’d    be    easy    to    use    one    of    her    many    stockpiled    excuses.                 “Oh?    Thanks.    One    of    my    friends    got    in    a    fight    and    I    had    to    break    it    up,    guess    some    of    the     blood    got    on    my    shirt.”            It    wasn’t    necessarily    a    LIE.

[makemyexit-blog]

❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜

– impulse reaction. the wrong word thrown at the wrong kid at the wrong time and connor murphy ends up in a bleeding heap on the grounds near the track lot. fuck. spitting blood into the dirt, he pushes himself to a sitting position and pulls his hair out of his face, wincing as he feels locks that are matted to his skin, by the blood that seeps from the gash on his forehead, peel off. disgusting. worst fight he’s been in in a long time. there’s a ringing in his ears like a tv channel that’s gone off air until a voice cuts through – gonna be okay.

it’s a voice he doesn’t recognize but, then, he’s new so why would he recognize it? mismatched eyes land on the owner of the voice and even in the short week connor knows this kid. steve harrington. hawkins high royalty. what the fuck is he doing talking to connor? ‘yeah, i’m fine.’ he tries to spit but it falls flat and he realizes then just how winded he is. ‘fuck.’

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