Peter Solarz
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cherry valley forever
Cosimo Galluzzi
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
AnasAbdin
Jules of Nature
blake kathryn
titsay
Monterey Bay Aquarium
we're not kids anymore.
trying on a metaphor
noise dept.
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
i don't do bad sauce passes
#extradirty
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roma★
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@thegilledgreaser
This Christmas I am celebrating not only the birth of our savior, but the miracle that came from him. My mother is alive but sadly not home with me… My mother had been ill for two weeks. Showing strange signs that were similar to those of someone with dementia as well as a lack of ability to hol...
Please reblog if you can.
This Christmas I am celebrating not only the birth of our savior, but the miracle that came from him. My mother is alive but sadly not home with me… My mother had been ill for two weeks. Showing strange signs that were similar to those of someone with dementia as well as a lack of ability to hold...
I am posting this again. Please give it a look, a read or at the very least a reblog to try and get it out there. She has come a very long way. But there is still a long way to go.
Heres the information, cool cats and kittens.
Alright I said I wvould explain the gap in vwhere I wvas. For anyone vwho might still care, here it is.
Please help a guy out by reblogging. Thank you.
https://www.youcaring.com/barbara-corrado-491099
I know it’s been a long time, huh?
Alright, so I know I have been gone for a really long time. I haven’t had the time to be around and if you guys are willing to see why I’m going to type it up. It involves life and death in a very literal manner.
too tired dovie, can't think of specifics. but all the lovins.. like that beatles song.
“Wvell, you’re just a doll then, huh, but is there any reason you’re staying on anon? I nevwer mind seeing a beautiful face around.~”
all the ships. I ship you with all the ships
“so you vwould givwe me all kinds of lovwe then, nony?~ howv swveet.~”
OutOfGrease; But care to give us some specifics?
My muse is horny and has your muse pressed on the bed. Put "give it to me" for my muse to contunue
[NSFW prompt]
You have my muse in a submissive bound. Send me how you would play with my muse.
[ potential NSFW]
Reblog if you want anon smut in your inbox
Tell me who you ship my muse with
If multiple ships include them all.
“oh my god not you. Vwhy out of evweryone does it havwe to be you?”
[ AND WHY THE FUCK IS THAT A PROBLEM MY MIRACULOUS BROTHER? IT’S ALL KINDS OF BEEN A LONG TIME, HASN’T IT? ]
“Vwell yeah, it has, and if this isn’t the bad kind of greeting…”
Heaving a sigh, the sea troll ran one hand through his thick slicked back locks making sure to be careful to avoid the horns. Horns he still felt had no business being there. Swirling, milky orbs shifted towards the mute once more.
“if this ain’t nothing bad, Makara, I guess it’s not too bad to see you around. It has been a long time, huh?”
Giving a nod the tall capricious troll looked to the seadweller, orbs on him. A slight smirked tugged on his stitched lips as he tilted his head, signing.
[ IT IS NOTHING BAD MY BROTHER. I WAS ALMOST WORRIED FOR YOU TO THE POINT I WOULD ALL SORTS OF FUCKING LOOK FOR YOU. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY TO FIND YOU AND MAKE SURE YOU ARE SAFE. ]
It might have been unlike Kurloz, but he was honestly worried. Maybe it was for his friend, maybe for the black or pale feelings bubbling inside on a daily basis in the bubbles. He had no idea. He was never good at that kind of stuff. Regardless he inhaled deeply, letting it out as a relieved sigh.
“vworried about me…?”
Now that he heard that, there was no way Cronus was admitted he was locked in the mess he tried to call his own mind. Of course no real time was reflected by any of this thanks to living in those bubbles, which was one of the things affecting his current state.
Realizing he was stuck in his own thoughts, the troll pulled himself free, the ear fins slowly starting to move in a rhythmic pattern why he drew in the ‘words’ the mime was expressing.
“vwhy are you so vworried about me? That’s not normal for black feelings is it? I mean I’m not saying that the gesture isn’t nice…I’m just a bit confused.”
Perhaps Cronus did have a point. Sure, caring for a black mate was good and normal, but worrying to the extent he had worried…? That was not caring for a black mate. That wasn’t caring for a kismesis in the slightest. That was pale near red caring. Especially with how much he had worried for the seadweller. Swallowing dryly he ran a hand through his hair, shrugging.
Praise the mirthful messiahs that his face paint covered his face. He could only know how much he was flustered with embarrassment.
If that was even embarrassment.
[ I WON’T LIE. I AM CONFUSED AS WELL. ]
His response was short, but his own actions and thoughts had the Makara confused. Could he really feel something more that caliginous feelings for Cronus?
Confused? The violet blood was feeling it to. It being a mixture of feelings that for their kind were supposed to be clear. Or at least more clear than they were coming a crossed.
There was a chance this could have something to do with the trans-species problem Cronus suffered with considering he had never exactly felt right with the whole quadrant thing. But that was only half of the situation, the other half clearly used his quads but was conflicted on where the greaser fell into them.
Maybe there fighting had only ever been due to their blood color. Their place in the world...
Or maybe past transgressions between the conflicting parties...
or maybe denial.
“Confused? Chief...I thought you vwere good vwith this kind of thing. vwhy are you confused?”
This seemed like a talk that had an easy chance of turning to the heavy side, the fins continued to gently shift and flutter, each spine moving the soft knits of flesh holding them together slowly from top to bottom. The man could feel himself slowly becoming flustered at the thought of these things getting this intense between them.
“oh my god not you. Vwhy out of evweryone does it havwe to be you?”
[ AND WHY THE FUCK IS THAT A PROBLEM MY MIRACULOUS BROTHER? IT’S ALL KINDS OF BEEN A LONG TIME, HASN’T IT? ]
“Vwell yeah, it has, and if this isn’t the bad kind of greeting…”
Heaving a sigh, the sea troll ran one hand through his thick slicked back locks making sure to be careful to avoid the horns. Horns he still felt had no business being there. Swirling, milky orbs shifted towards the mute once more.
“if this ain’t nothing bad, Makara, I guess it’s not too bad to see you around. It has been a long time, huh?”
Giving a nod the tall capricious troll looked to the seadweller, orbs on him. A slight smirked tugged on his stitched lips as he tilted his head, signing.
[ IT IS NOTHING BAD MY BROTHER. I WAS ALMOST WORRIED FOR YOU TO THE POINT I WOULD ALL SORTS OF FUCKING LOOK FOR YOU. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY TO FIND YOU AND MAKE SURE YOU ARE SAFE. ]
It might have been unlike Kurloz, but he was honestly worried. Maybe it was for his friend, maybe for the black or pale feelings bubbling inside on a daily basis in the bubbles. He had no idea. He was never good at that kind of stuff. Regardless he inhaled deeply, letting it out as a relieved sigh.
“vworried about me...?”
Now that he heard that, there was no way Cronus was admitted he was locked in the mess he tried to call his own mind. Of course no real time was reflected by any of this thanks to living in those bubbles, which was one of the things affecting his current state.
Realizing he was stuck in his own thoughts, the troll pulled himself free, the ear fins slowly starting to move in a rhythmic pattern why he drew in the ‘words’ the mime was expressing.
“vwhy are you so vworried about me? That’s not normal for black feelings is it? I mean I’m not saying that the gesture isn’t nice...I’m just a bit confused.”
your opinion on current music
“My honest opinion on it? vwell i should note right nowv, this might just offend some people. But then again no one evwery said opinions vwere all good, right chief? Okay anyvway back on topic. I think a majority of it is utter garbage. Completely vwoid of any needed talent or real point to it. But that is truly just me, I also believwe to each their owvn. Also, thank you for the question, kitten.”
why are you so -HOT-
“i guess that’s all up to peoples opinions of me, an all, Nony.~ But that you for thinking evwerything i strivwe to do turned out vwell. I do like knowving i can still attract a babe or twvo.”
"your opinion on ______"
can be a blog, a trend, a meme, an object, a person.
roleplaying kurcro like
“oh my god not you. Vwhy out of evweryone does it havwe to be you?”
[ AND WHY THE FUCK IS THAT A PROBLEM MY MIRACULOUS BROTHER? IT’S ALL KINDS OF BEEN A LONG TIME, HASN’T IT? ]
“Vwell yeah, it has, and if this isn’t the bad kind of greeting...”
Heaving a sigh, the sea troll ran one hand through his thick slicked back locks making sure to be careful to avoid the horns. Horns he still felt had no business being there. Swirling, milky orbs shifted towards the mute once more.
“if this ain’t nothing bad, Makara, I guess it’s not too bad to see you around. It has been a long time, huh?”
