#tba.

[pulldial]

[..click.]   " —heeeeeyyyy   slugger.   just   callin’   to   let   you   know   we’re   outta   milk.   an’   eggs.   an’   cheese…   an’   that   shit   that   you's   use   ta'   scrub   around   the   rim   of   the   toilet.   uhhhh.   yeah.   think   that’s   it.   call   me   when   you   get   this.   or   don’t.   fuck   you. "

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[xianqu]

✦ : POKEMON AU .

[overthevale]

🩹 Apply pressure to the deep slash on the receiver’s abdomen. [ from teor @aramans ]

@aramans | kattigan and teor | answered ask!

he clenches his teeth, turning the stifled grunt into a forced exhale. teor's paws are big, and he never been so grateful for the nama's strength – even if it darkens the edges of his vision. "yeah," he grits out, "that's good, yep." kattigan's head falls back against the dirt, doing his best to stay lucid. eyes open. don't go now. it was his own fault; thinking the other was on his flank, taking a risky move. it had worked, mind you – his opponent lay dead on the battlefield a couple hundred feet away – but it had left his side wildly open, and the bastard had managed a last desperate stab. teor had clapped him on the back afterwards, chuckling in admiration, only to stop when kat grunted in pain. past that, well...things were starting to get blurry. "think...think it might need more than this, mate."

[noblevoleur]

@ashortdropandasuddenstop

This was not the way Robin had planned on starting his career in the army, with shackled wrists and ankles, as though he were a dangerous criminal. He wasn't dangerous and he didn't mean to be a criminal. There was just something wrong with him. He supposed that shackles were one way of keeping his sticky fingers under control.

He tried not to look too nervous, though the imbalance of power was not something he particularly enjoyed. All eyes were upon him as he was taken to the quarters of, presumably, whoever was in charge. Knots coiled in the pit of his stomach. He had no idea what was in store for him.

[archivedolon]

mini inbox call? i'll spin a wheel if you don't specify muse!! will send a few and continue them as threads :>

[ofhope]

"If I may be so inclined: why the fuck do they sparkle?"

[reapiablo]

inbox calllll. like this for Reaper in your inbox! Multis, specify or else i will just wing it!