Team Pine

Hello, I am a disabled role-player and writer. I have had this blog for a hot minute, disappeared off it for a while, and will probably add more characters. I'll do NSFW & SFW; I'd appreciate it if you could give me time and patience. And kindness, preferably.

[catchymemes]

[socialist-microwave-laser]

“look at it, you know i can’t!” consider this your daily reminder that disabled people are the funniest people on earth

[teampine]

Uh...Hi.

Not me going radio silent for 4 fucking years... I am still alive and Rping but will renovate some characters and stuff. So yeah, anyways, good to be back?

[mk-58]

See what your followers think of you.

BLACK = I would date you. GREEN = I think you’re cute. BLUE = You are my tumblr crush. GREY = I wish you would notice me. PURPLE = I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog. TEAL = We have a lot in common. YELLOW = I don’t know you at all. ORANGE = I don’t like your blog. BROWN = I don’t like you. PINK = I think you are unattractive. RED = I hate you with a burning passion. WHITE = You scare me. RAINBOW = BED PLZ. SCARLET = You have influenced my decision/thoughts on something. MAROON = You taught me something new. CINNAMON = You’re a really cool person and admire you from afar. PERIWINKLE = You make me laugh MAUVE = You are really talented BLUSH = Seeing you on my dash makes my day a little better. CYAN = We have very little in common THISTLE = I only just started following you INDIGO = I’ve been following you for a long time FUCHSIA = Your blog content is gold COPPER = Your blog content is trash (and I love it) VERMILION = You make me feel passionate HONEYDEW = I want to call you by a nickname LAVENDER = You inspire me CORAL = You’re a meme UMBER = I want to know more about you FORGET-ME-NOT = You remind me of somebody RAZZMATAZZ = I would share my favorite food with you ARSENIC = I don’t know how to describe the way I feel about you WINE = You make me feel kinda funny, like when we used to climb the rope in gym class SAFFRON = I love your ideas TIMBERWOLF = I trust you FALLOW = I want to run through the Northern wilderness barefoot with you PLUM = I’d like to chat with you TANGERINE = I love your aesthetic SAGE = You make me cry CRIMSON = We should collaborate on something! VIRIDIAN = I wanna hang out on your blog CHARTREUSE = You’re my homie BURGUNDY = I get excited when I see posts from you

[teampine]

@tales-of-team-grnt

Bilinda stumbles up to the side of the alley she found her way to from a bar across the street, groaning she rests her head on the cold brick, a wave of nausea hitting her and her stomach dispelling any prior food or drink onto the ground, wiping her mouth and groaning, sliding to slouched sitting position on the ground she rests her head between her knees to hopefully help her nausea go down.

[teampine]

“Same to you.” She waves, heading into her non-lit house.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

The day of the spar. “Over here, Bilinda!” Neil shouted and waved Bilinda over. “Feeling better?” He asked.

[teampine]

She dashes over to Neil “Yeah although I seriously think I’m going to skip the bar trips with the team for a while.” Bilinda chuckles, her hair pulled back into a ponytail, keeping it out of her face for the spar.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil softly laughed with Bilinda. “That sounds like a good idea.” He said as he unsheathed Yūjin and took a battle stance. “You ready?”

[teampine]

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” She answers, cracking her arms and getting in stance.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil focused part of his semblance into his legs and lunged at Bilinda, swinging at her feet, looking to unbalance her.

[teampine]

Noticing his focus on her feet, she flips back but Neil still catching part of her foot enough to tip her but she lands with a foot on her other painfully on her knee the ground getting up quickly, making a kicking motion, therefore, firing off a few shots at yūjin.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil blocks most of the shot fired at him, one shot nicking his side. He then rushed at her, throwing a one-handed swing at her midsection.

[teampine]

Bilinda sidesteps, the tip of Yūjin catching some fabric and cutting the bottom of her shirt and nicks the skin underneath, looking for things to give her the ability to swing, a tree straight behind Neil has a lower hanging branch low enough to grab, kicking at his hand shooting a capsule of ice dust by putting presser on the farthest side of her shoes.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil swong his frozen hand away and grabbed Bilinda’s foot and threw her to the ground. He then retreated towards the trees and slammed his hand up against a tree, freeing his hand of the ice. He winced in pain and shook his hand.

[teampine]

Bilinda hits the ground with force, her elbow bouncing off of where she landed “Shit.” she mumbles holding her elbow.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

He took a moment to anyalse his surroundings and figure out how to beat Bilinda. Neil retreated into the tree branches and took a shot at Bilinda.

[teampine]

Rolling out of the way she focuses her semblance on Neil’s and the trees shadows, making the separate shadows one by meshing the shadows together, she then shoots a ice dust capsule at his feet so he’ll become immobile.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil smirks as he sees Bilinda stop. “Bad move!” He shouted as in one fluid motion he both dropped Yūjin and focused his semblance into his legs and snapped the tree branch as he jumped just in time to dodge the ice capsule fired at him. It appeared to Bilinda as if Neil had turned into a lightning bolt for a moment.

[teampine]

She stands in semi-shock as Neil moves faster then the speed of light itself if not as fast, watching him she plans her next move. Swinging over to the tree and swings onto one of its branches.

[frozen-felix]

[vergeangst]

Why can’t I stop watching this

[vergeangst]

I swear to god I’ve watched this like fifty times and I can’t stop laughing

[xxfluffypandazxx]

He l p m e

[vergeangst]

I forgot I reblogged this to my main and I’m dYING

[whispering-about-loki]

[babyanimalgifs]

reblog and like for good luck

[hxxligvns-blog]

Send “👀” to find my muse wearing nothing but an oversized shirt.

[moonbeammuses-a]

Selective || Accepting Specify Muse(s)~

[babyanimalgifs]

what a BEAUTIFUL BOY

[teampine]

@tales-of-team-grnt

Bilinda stumbles up to the side of the alley she found her way to from a bar across the street, groaning she rests her head on the cold brick, a wave of nausea hitting her and her stomach dispelling any prior food or drink onto the ground, wiping her mouth and groaning, sliding to slouched sitting position on the ground she rests her head between her knees to hopefully help her nausea go down.

[teampine]

“Same to you.” She waves, heading into her non-lit house.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

The day of the spar. “Over here, Bilinda!” Neil shouted and waved Bilinda over. “Feeling better?” He asked.

[teampine]

She dashes over to Neil “Yeah although I seriously think I’m going to skip the bar trips with the team for a while.” Bilinda chuckles, her hair pulled back into a ponytail, keeping it out of her face for the spar.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil softly laughed with Bilinda. “That sounds like a good idea.” He said as he unsheathed Yūjin and took a battle stance. “You ready?”

[teampine]

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” She answers, cracking her arms and getting in stance.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil focused part of his semblance into his legs and lunged at Bilinda, swinging at her feet, looking to unbalance her.

[teampine]

Noticing his focus on her feet, she flips back but Neil still catching part of her foot enough to tip her but she lands with a foot on her other painfully on her knee the ground getting up quickly, making a kicking motion, therefore, firing off a few shots at yūjin.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil blocks most of the shot fired at him, one shot nicking his side. He then rushed at her, throwing a one-handed swing at her midsection.

[teampine]

Bilinda sidesteps, the tip of Yūjin catching some fabric and cutting the bottom of her shirt and nicks the skin underneath, looking for things to give her the ability to swing, a tree straight behind Neil has a lower hanging branch low enough to grab, kicking at his hand shooting a capsule of ice dust by putting presser on the farthest side of her shoes.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil swong his frozen hand away and grabbed Bilinda’s foot and threw her to the ground. He then retreated towards the trees and slammed his hand up against a tree, freeing his hand of the ice. He winced in pain and shook his hand.

[teampine]

Bilinda hits the ground with force, her elbow bouncing off of where she landed “Shit.” she mumbles holding her elbow.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

He took a moment to anyalse his surroundings and figure out how to beat Bilinda. Neil retreated into the tree branches and took a shot at Bilinda.

[teampine]

Rolling out of the way she focuses her semblance on Neil’s and the trees shadows, making the separate shadows one by meshing the shadows together, she then shoots a ice dust capsule at his feet so he’ll become immobile.

[luckydreaming]

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

[onceuponakhaleesi]

voidethered:

ask-omnipony:

I don’t really believe this mumbo jumbo

I mean it’s a goddamn hat.

Right..?

The white rose, it symbolizes the unique beauty of all the women who wish not to be with a nice guy such as myse-

I wonder if this works with other kinds of hat…

Nothing ventured, nothing gained…

WHEEEN THE MOON HITS YOUR EYE LIKE A BIG PIZZA PIE THAT’S AMORREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Men of Tumblr are my favorite kind of people…

[jamesbleach]

wait, does that mean?

oh boy…….

[usedtobehmc]

Luckily, this nonsense doesn’t work on girls.

Observe…

[rootbeergoddess-deactivated2017]

IT’S GOTTEN BETTER!

[coffeeandcursewords]

This post is immaculate

[mobians-and-chaos-blog]

It can’t be true.

And it can’t possibly work on motorcycle helmets.

I must test it.

Nothing happening so far…

[strampunch]

HOLY SHIT IT WORKS

[pokemon-chick-1personalblog-blog]

What in the world?

Oh why not? This should be interesting.

Here we go!

Were all mad here in Underland!

What the hell! Never Again!

… Actually …

One more time.

[combthecombel]

Alright, I gotta try this!

Can’t be that bad!

….

…oh my god…

[verityglasses]

ask-gmodsfmrocks:

LOL

This just gets better and better

[fairytail-angel]

This is one of my favourite things to look at

[strampunch]

holy shit this stuff is back

[livia-jones]

The Gravity Falls one though

[nightowlhowell]

i wonder if it works for flower crowns?

here goes nothin-

w HAT THE

DID I JUST-

WHAT THE FUCK

[teampine]

@tales-of-team-grnt

Bilinda stumbles up to the side of the alley she found her way to from a bar across the street, groaning she rests her head on the cold brick, a wave of nausea hitting her and her stomach dispelling any prior food or drink onto the ground, wiping her mouth and groaning, sliding to slouched sitting position on the ground she rests her head between her knees to hopefully help her nausea go down.

[teampine]

“Same to you.” She waves, heading into her non-lit house.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

The day of the spar. “Over here, Bilinda!” Neil shouted and waved Bilinda over. “Feeling better?” He asked.

[teampine]

She dashes over to Neil “Yeah although I seriously think I’m going to skip the bar trips with the team for a while.” Bilinda chuckles, her hair pulled back into a ponytail, keeping it out of her face for the spar.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil softly laughed with Bilinda. “That sounds like a good idea.” He said as he unsheathed Yūjin and took a battle stance. “You ready?”

[teampine]

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” She answers, cracking her arms and getting in stance.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil focused part of his semblance into his legs and lunged at Bilinda, swinging at her feet, looking to unbalance her.

[teampine]

Noticing his focus on her feet, she flips back but Neil still catching part of her foot enough to tip her but she lands with a foot on her other painfully on her knee the ground getting up quickly, making a kicking motion, therefore, firing off a few shots at yūjin.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil blocks most of the shot fired at him, one shot nicking his side. He then rushed at her, throwing a one-handed swing at her midsection.

[teampine]

Bilinda sidesteps, the tip of Yūjin catching some fabric and cutting the bottom of her shirt and nicks the skin underneath, looking for things to give her the ability to swing, a tree straight behind Neil has a lower hanging branch low enough to grab, kicking at his hand shooting a capsule of ice dust by putting presser on the farthest side of her shoes.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil swong his frozen hand away and grabbed Bilinda’s foot and threw her to the ground. He then retreated towards the trees and slammed his hand up against a tree, freeing his hand of the ice. He winced in pain and shook his hand.

[teampine]

Bilinda hits the ground with force, her elbow bouncing off of where she landed "Shit." she mumbles holding her elbow.

[babyanimalgifs]

Vincent Van Goat

via @Rileymj99__

[teampine]

@tales-of-team-grnt

Bilinda stumbles up to the side of the alley she found her way to from a bar across the street, groaning she rests her head on the cold brick, a wave of nausea hitting her and her stomach dispelling any prior food or drink onto the ground, wiping her mouth and groaning, sliding to slouched sitting position on the ground she rests her head between her knees to hopefully help her nausea go down.

[teampine]

“Same to you.” She waves, heading into her non-lit house.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

The day of the spar. “Over here, Bilinda!” Neil shouted and waved Bilinda over. “Feeling better?” He asked.

[teampine]

She dashes over to Neil “Yeah although I seriously think I’m going to skip the bar trips with the team for a while.” Bilinda chuckles, her hair pulled back into a ponytail, keeping it out of her face for the spar.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil softly laughed with Bilinda. “That sounds like a good idea.” He said as he unsheathed Yūjin and took a battle stance. “You ready?”

[teampine]

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” She answers, cracking her arms and getting in stance.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil focused part of his semblance into his legs and lunged at Bilinda, swinging at her feet, looking to unbalance her.

[teampine]

Noticing his focus on her feet, she flips back but Neil still catching part of her foot enough to tip her but she lands with a foot on her other painfully on her knee the ground getting up quickly, making a kicking motion, therefore, firing off a few shots at yūjin.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil blocks most of the shot fired at him, one shot nicking his side. He then rushed at her, throwing a one-handed swing at her midsection.

[teampine]

Bilinda sidesteps, the tip of Yūjin catching some fabric and cutting the bottom of her shirt and nicks the skin underneath, looking for things to give her the ability to swing, a tree straight behind Neil has a lower hanging branch low enough to grab, kicking at his hand shooting a capsule of ice dust by putting presser on the farthest side of her shoes.

[teampine]

@tales-of-team-grnt

Bilinda stumbles up to the side of the alley she found her way to from a bar across the street, groaning she rests her head on the cold brick, a wave of nausea hitting her and her stomach dispelling any prior food or drink onto the ground, wiping her mouth and groaning, sliding to slouched sitting position on the ground she rests her head between her knees to hopefully help her nausea go down.

[teampine]

“Same to you.” She waves, heading into her non-lit house.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

The day of the spar. “Over here, Bilinda!” Neil shouted and waved Bilinda over. “Feeling better?” He asked.

[teampine]

She dashes over to Neil “Yeah although I seriously think I’m going to skip the bar trips with the team for a while.” Bilinda chuckles, her hair pulled back into a ponytail, keeping it out of her face for the spar.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil softly laughed with Bilinda. “That sounds like a good idea.” He said as he unsheathed Yūjin and took a battle stance. “You ready?”

[teampine]

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” She answers, cracking her arms and getting in stance.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil focused part of his semblance into his legs and lunged at Bilinda, swinging at her feet, looking to unbalance her.

[teampine]

Noticing his focus on her feet, she flips back but Neil still catching part of her foot enough to tip her but she lands with a foot on her other painfully on her knee the ground getting up quickly, making a kicking motion, therefore, firing off a few shots at yūjin.

[teampine]

@tales-of-team-grnt

Bilinda stumbles up to the side of the alley she found her way to from a bar across the street, groaning she rests her head on the cold brick, a wave of nausea hitting her and her stomach dispelling any prior food or drink onto the ground, wiping her mouth and groaning, sliding to slouched sitting position on the ground she rests her head between her knees to hopefully help her nausea go down.

[teampine]

“Same to you.” She waves, heading into her non-lit house.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

The day of the spar. “Over here, Bilinda!” Neil shouted and waved Bilinda over. “Feeling better?” He asked.

[teampine]

She dashes over to Neil “Yeah although I seriously think I’m going to skip the bar trips with the team for a while.” Bilinda chuckles, her hair pulled back into a ponytail, keeping it out of her face for the spar.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

Neil softly laughed with Bilinda. “That sounds like a good idea.” He said as he unsheathed Yūjin and took a battle stance. “You ready?”

[teampine]

"Ready as I'll ever be." She answers, cracking her arms and getting in stance.

[teampine]

@tales-of-team-grnt

Bilinda stumbles up to the side of the alley she found her way to from a bar across the street, groaning she rests her head on the cold brick, a wave of nausea hitting her and her stomach dispelling any prior food or drink onto the ground, wiping her mouth and groaning, sliding to slouched sitting position on the ground she rests her head between her knees to hopefully help her nausea go down.

[teampine]

“Same to you.” She waves, heading into her non-lit house.

[tales-of-team-grnt]

The day of the spar. “Over here, Bilinda!” Neil shouted and waved Bilinda over. “Feeling better?” He asked.

[teampine]

She dashes over to Neil "Yeah although I seriously think I'm going to skip the bar trips with the team for a while." Bilinda chuckles, her hair pulled back into a ponytail, keeping it out of her face for the spar.