#supremeoverlordofcake

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and then we had an impromptu Pearl photoshoot and it was glorious. 

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"yeah whats dumbs icarus face look like"

CRACKS KNUCKLES FUNNY THAT YOU MAY ASK I AM COMPLETELY PREPARED TO NOT ANSWER THIS QUESTION AT ALL.

Icarus is a breed of Japanese rooster known as an onagadori rooster, known for their exceptionally long tails. Obviously a tail is not a face but fuck you. Icarus’ tail is naturally red, and he grows it out as a fit of pride.

What is more important is that Icarus looks mainland Chinese, not Japanese. So obviously his skin color and hair matches fairly well with that description. He has a beauty mark under the corner of his right eye, his entire face is narrow and is strangly outline by a debilitating scar he has had from birth. His cheeck shape looks like that of a worshipper of Hades, though he is strictly a practiced Satanist, so it is a bit ironic. His eyes shine like that of Benedict Cucumber’s and give of a perplexing gaze when illuminated by moonlight on the sixth night of every month. His ears are pointed at an arch, much like that of Legoland’s and his eyebrows are thick, but thin by Chinese standards, giving off a form similar to Rick Santorum’s. Overall, his nose and lips resemble Nicolas Cage’s and bear a tattoo of the satanic cross, a symbol of absolute allegiance to his cult.

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Hush x Rasputin

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Monica on hard-boiling eggs for Ramen (for the first time)

Fart Bubbles (O>O: BRO IT WAS A SUCCESS

Kinko$: EGGCELENT

Fart Bubbles (O>O: and I threw in some green stuff

Fart Bubbles (O>O: and found a packet of soy sauce

Kinko$: green stuff

Kinko$: this is why I worry about you

Fart Bubbles (O>O: i

Fart Bubbles (O>O: no I mean the green stuff that you throw in stuff for flavor

Fart Bubbles (O>O: but dont eat

Fart Bubbles (O>O: like little green branches

Kinko$: herbs

Kinko$: the thing you are thinking of

Kinko$: is herbs.

Fart Bubbles (O>O: I

Fart Bubbles (O>O: maybe?

[kolorerei]

YOLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO hello ouo/

whispers no you are refused service for saying yolo yono

jk

but really yono

1. First impression: YOU WERE ONE OF THE FIRST PEOPLE I SAY IN THE AS CHAT AND I DISTINCTIVELY REMEMBER SCOTT AS BEING ONE OF THE COOLEST CHARACTERS BECAUSE HIS WISH MADE ME BURST OUT LAUGHING AND HIS LEROY JENKINS SHENANIGANS DURING THE ABE/ELIZ ASRPGS WERE GRAND

2. Truth is:  You are a hushbutt that’s it I’m done here nah YOU’RE STILL SUPER COOL AND I DON’T THINK I’VE EVER TOLD YOU THIS BUT I DEEPLY ENJOY YOUR CHARACTERS AND COMICS THEY ARE ALL A++

3. How old do you look:18……….

4. Have you ever made me laugh: YESSSSS

5. Have you ever made me mad: u called me yolo we are now mortal enemies of the highest degree i am so mad no im jk we’re cool

6. Best feature: YOU’RE STILL REALLY COOL (I AM NOT GOOD AT EXPRESSING MYSELF THROUGH WORDS) AND ALSO I WISH I WAS MORE INVOLVED WITH YOUR CHARACTERS OR SOMETHING like rping or maybe ACTUALLY PARTICIPATING IN YOUR DA GROUP (GOMEN)

7. Have I ever had a crush on you: nopeee

8. You’re my: hushed fart bubble butt

9. Name in my phone: fart bubbles

10. Should you post this too? YEAH I’LL PAY YOU TO (no i won’t but do it anyways)

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HELLO YOU WEENIE BUTT

1. First impression: I thought you wore cute hats when I first saw you in Diana’s class for intro to intro. And I remember you had ALL THIS ENERGY AND EXCITMENT, from what you wore I thought you were tomboyish. And I got kinda angry one day when you stood behind me because I THOUGHT WE WERE THE SAME HEIGHT, BUT NOoOo. I didn’t see you much as class progressed but when we did the water color painting and you presented yours I was on my computer, looking intently at your file going, “UH-OH.. SHE CAN DRAW WELL… COMPETITION.” And then when I saw you again it was in figure drawing and YOU COLOSSAL BUTT I DO NOT DRAW ANIME. And Gosh you embarrassed the crap outta me in front of Juan. fdjkgnek Then I remember being really amused by your antics in clothed figure drawing and on the first day when you were really friendly with Leidy and I and we were bored to tears we all played that word association game. and I remember for like EVERYTHING you went, “penis” and I was like, Well crap. Now we /HAVE/ to be friends. fjkgh

2. Truth is: You’re a super sweetie who I feel really comfortable hanging around because we are bros as for like 2 years now, but it feels like it’s been forever. And I really like how you draw and color and art jkgjh and I think brainstorming ideas with you is RIDICULOUSLY FUN

3. How old do you look: 17-19

4. Have you ever made me laugh: YOLOOOooooo (Absolutely)

5. Have you ever made me mad: BRO DON’T PUNCH ME

6. Best feature: Ughhhh let me gush about how awesome your skin is and your hair and your natural lip color and your height HNNNNGHHHhh Aside from that you also have a great sense of humor and this wierd ability to tell anyone anything without them getting upset (lol jk it’s just cause no one takes you seriously. Not even Tasha)

7. Have I ever had a crush on you: Nah, but I do want to crush you. ` v`)

8. You’re my: fellow weenie butt and life-long bro

9. Name in my phone: Monica, but on skype it’s Fart Bubbles. I felt the tumblr world should know this.

10. Should you post this too? DO THE THING

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Scott x Eli = Fugitive/Hardship Drabble

It'd been months, the humble apartment in some remote part of town housed the two magi. The rain drenched the grass outside from it's plump storm clouds overhead. 'Greener grass,' she noted mentally. Scott really worked hard to turn the drying and yellow lawn from their arrival into lush greenery.

He'd been out for a few hours. He worked tirelessly with two jobs, insisting Eli take some time to recover mentally from the home-life she used to suffer through. She laid her elbow onto the table, the threaded needle beside her as she studied her hemming. Scott could be so reckless.

This wasn't the first time she'd offer to patch up his clothes. Gently she folded the shirt and ran a tender touch along its buttons. Jackie called the other day, they spoke for a long while and it helped her nerves considerably.

To say she was still uneasy would be an understatement. She did wish she had more opportunities to go out. To hear /other/ voices. The ones that repeated in her mind were becoming too familiar and began to seep in between the lulls when conversing with Scott. It was draining and left her leaning towards their suggestions. She could feel the ruin it caused her each day she continued to shy away from the outside. And she knew Scott tried to help her.

She'd only become his friend when he found out about her family. It was almost immediate that he pulled strings and found a way for them to live out here. She would always be grateful, and forever in his debt. It was jarring though, to try and wrap her mind around how he could be so selfless for her. She tucked the shirt under her arm and went to stir the soup.

She tried her best to show her appreciation in the little things she could manage. Meals, cleaning, aiding in organizing bill payments, and she'd been continuing her education online in hopes to find work as well. He'd really been so supportive.

The front door creaked as the knob was turned and the strapping young man entered. His brow beaded with sweat, and his jaw featured a few black streaks from the dirt that smeared. He found Eli in the kitchen as he shut the umbrella, carelessly dripping droplets onto the floor.

Casually he leaned it by the door-frame and paid Eli the brightest smile that nearly hid his tiredness. She turned to him, eyes soft, "Welcome home." She smiled a bit in return. He undid his graying and worn jacket, careful to keep the dust off his hands and slung it over the back of a chair. He came around beside Eli, tucking the lingering strands of her hair behind her ear and spoke lovingly to her, "How do you feel today, babe?"

It was so nice to hear his voice, to see his eyes. He could speak volumes with the look of adoration in his eyes. It made her heart heavy if she thought on it too long. Her lips formed into a tight line, not wanting to lie to him, but not wanting to admit the truth. He placed a warm kiss on her forehead and murmured, "Tomorrow's going to be better, then." Scott's voice sounded so unnatural when it grew soft. His exhaustion was evident as it affected his energy and joy. She felt a world of guilt atop her shoulders and she frowned solemnly.

He pulled away for a moment, commenting on how he was looking forward to the soup as he felt famished. He leaned over the window, smile beaming, "This next paycheck is going to be amazing. With the overtime I pulled, I know exactly what I'm going to get you." He turned, looking at her over his shoulder.

"Gonna buy you some nice flowers, and I'll plant them outside for you. I know you'll take good care of them. I'll get them in every color so you can enjoy them outside." He looked to the side, "the ones you like best, we could plant in the front, and.. maybe you can show them off to the neighbors? They'll be so jealous."

Eli bit her lip, she knew what he was trying to do. "Scott, I'm so sorry." He looked up at her in surprise, "Hm?" "I know you are unhappy. I'm not getting any better, and I haven't shared much of what I'm struggling through with you- I bottle it up a lot- and you're so sweet and understanding- I'm sorry I've been regressing- I really wish I knew how to stop this-" her words poured out clumsily as she groped the air with her hands, trying to take hold of a solution that she could not see. Scott rushed to her, hands flying to her shoulders, "Baby, no, shh, it's okay. Relax." He smoothed his hands down her arms, "Come, let me show you something."

He took her hands in his and brought her to the bathroom. He stood with her before the sink where he had set up a large mirror with an ornate frame. "This mirror really doesn't match the rest of the room. It's very out of place, isn't it?" She shrugged softly, figuring it probably was. "I'll tell you why I chose it. Look at yourself for a sec," he said as he moved behind her, carefully pulling back her long hair into his hands as he combed it with his fingers.

"See, when I see you, I think- 'Wow, she's got to be the nicest and prettiest girl, I've ever met.' But sometimes, I think you don't see it. I think you see, problems, confusion, and a lot of doubt." His fingers moved slowly through her hair and he looked into her eyes through the reflection. "I don't want that for you. Every day you wake up and come in here, I want you to see yourself the way I see you. Like a gorgeous painting, a beautiful creation that makes me so happy to wake up to."

Eli felt her cheeks pool with blood, she could barely manage to speak, half-words and near syllables were all she could manage. Frantically, she looked into his eyes in his reflection and her heart thumped. This was it, this was why he did all of this, Scott- SCOTT- definitely had feelings for her? She refused to believe it for so long thinking it was impossible. Her mind raced faster than her heart. It was so flattering and nerve-wrecking at the same time.

"I'm not unhappy, Eli. As long as we figure out a way to help you, I'll always be happy." She swallowed hard and felt her breath shorten. He looked concerned and turned from the reflection over to look at Eli before him. She clasped her hands over her mouth and tried to calm herself, her head lowering a bit. "Eli-Eli? Are you okay? Hey.." he softly shook her by her shoulders, trying to pry her from her thoughts.

She trembled for a moment and then flung around, hands moving past Scott's cheeks as her arms encircled around his neck and pulled him close. Nervously she tilted her head as she saw his eyes widen. There was stillness.

Her lips softly brushed his, barely making contact, as her mind filled with denial, thinking she was completely wrong suddenly. She was imagining his affection and she was disassociating his kind words with herself. She was wrong, she was totally wrong. She eased her hold on him and slowly began to pull away.

Scott's heart beat hard in his throat. The instant that he felt her pull back, he couldn't control himself. He'd always abided by Eli being the one to set the pace, but he absolutely craved her kiss now, he'd have to find a way to forgive himself later. His arms came around her waist and on the nape of her neck as he leaned forward, eyes closing softly, and sighing with steamy breath, "Eli..." His wanting was punctuated with a kiss as he pressed his lips into hers.

Her fingers curled and she was shaking a new as her eyes shut tightly. Her hands took new hold around his shoulders and in his hair. She kissed him back with all the tenderness she could muster and there was perfect silence within her.

The exhilarating sound of Scott's small breaths made her ears burn. As she lightly scratched his scalp she could feel his knees buckle a bit. Scott melted into her kiss and only broke away when he he felt his knees grow too weak to stand properly. His hands held her shoulders as this time, he needed /her/ support.

She kissed his lips with tiny pecks, refusing to let the moment end and smiled bashfully, "You are my favorite thing to wake up to, too." He panted softly and laid his forehead on her shoulder, thoroughly embarrassed and thoroughly captivated.

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I HAVE NO IDEA WHY THE INTERNET HERE IS SO SLOW TOO