MARGINAL MYSTERY TOUR

PRETTY GIRLS SHOULD ALWAYS SMILE

[topshelfperverts]

INDIE MUTUALS ONLY, SLOW REPLY, FANDOM CRITICAL MULTIMUSE FEATURING MUSES FROM THE LOST BOYS, AMC'S INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE AND OTHER VAMPIRE, HORROR AND MISCELLANEOUS MEDIA AS BITTEN BY LION 🦁(SHE/THEY/ANY 26+). FORMERLY TUMBLR USER MULTITUDINUS, REVAMPED JUNE 2025. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT.

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋: RADIOMADE ✧ GODSPARTICLE

THIS BLOG WILL CONTAIN MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THE FOLLOWING SHOWS: INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE

𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐃 ✧ 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐆 ✧ 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒 ✧ 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 ✧ 𝐌𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐄: @bottomshelfheroes 🦇 @brutql 🦇 @deficd 🦇 @do0ms 🦇 @fangedb1rd 🦇 @godresembled 🦇 @knghtlock 🦇 @normaltothemax 🦇 @ofbarovia 🦇 @petitsdieu 🦇 @plcthoraa 🦇 @psyclownsis 🦇 @sscarecrow 🦇 @starsorare 🦇 @vitalphenomena 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇: @apotheotica 🦇 @blckfckinmsk 🦇 @ch1rals 🦇 @eladead 🦇 @etoilebleu 🦇 @handspike 🦇 @inn4rds

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒: CALICO JACK RACKHAM ✧ DANIEL MOLLOY ✧ DAVID WILLIAMS ✧ LESTAT DE LIONCOURT ✧ LOUIS DE POINTE DU LAC ✧ THE TENTH DOCTOR ✧ VALYALINA HARKONNEN

𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒: DENNIS WHITAKER ✧ JACK ABBOT ✧ JULIEN DAVINOS ✧ KILLIAN JONES ✧ MEL KING ✧ NEIL CASSIDY ✧ ROBBY ROBINAVITCH ✧ SUE ( THE SUBSTANCE ) ✧ VAX'ILDAN VESSAR

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 / 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆: BLACK SAILS ✧ CRITICAL ROLE ✧ ✧ THE FORGOTTEN REALMS ✧ INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE ✧ STAR WARS ✧ STRANGER THINGS ✧ THE LOST BOYS

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: CHARACTER INFO IS REGULARLY ON ROTATION AND BEING UPDATED. IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS ABOUT CHARACTER INFO OR VERSES, PLEASE MESSAGE ME DIRECTLY.

𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒: MAGE HAND PSD ✧ EDDINGTON SCREENCAPS ✧ TALAMASCA SCREENCAPS ✧ BASE IWTV S1 ICONS ✧ BASE DAVID TENNANT ICONS (x) ✧ BASE DEBORAH ANN WOLL ICONS ✧ TEMPORARY BASE DEV PATEL ICONS (x) ✧ JOEY BATEY WITCHER S2 BASE ICONS ✧ NOAH WYLE THE PITT S1 BASE ICONS ✧ THE SUBSTANCE BASE SCREENCAPS

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𝐂𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓 LAST UPDATED: 5/23/26

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𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. I write a lot of shitty characters who say and do a lot of shitty things because I think villains can be very compelling thought experiments to explore in a fictional setting. Violence, gore and toxic codependence are a few of the things you can expect to see here because of this. I try to tag most things and I will always ask for consent before discussing or writing anything that can be considered Dead Dove or otherwise triggering subject matter in OR out of character, but I will not sacrifice a character's morals (or lack therefor) just to make them more palatable. All triggers are tagged in a #trigger cw format.

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𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: I am a disabled adult with multiple diagnoses currently working a full time job. I will only ever write based on whatever muse and energy I have on any given day. If this is going to be an issue, this is not the blog for you. THIS APPLIES TO OOC CONVERSATIONS AS WELL.

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𝘐𝘍 𝘐 𝘚𝘌𝘌 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘙𝘌𝘎𝘜𝘓𝘈𝘙𝘓𝘠 𝘝𝘈𝘎𝘜𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘈𝘉𝘖𝘜𝘛 𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘙 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘐𝘊𝘐𝘗𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘐𝘕 𝘗𝘌𝘛𝘛𝘠 𝘋𝘙𝘈𝘔𝘈, 𝘉𝘜𝘓𝘓𝘠𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘏𝘈𝘙𝘈𝘚𝘚𝘔𝘌𝘕𝘛, 𝘖𝘙 𝘊𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘖𝘜𝘛 𝘊𝘜𝘓𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘋𝘖𝘌𝘚 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘙𝘌𝘝𝘖𝘓𝘝𝘌 𝘈𝘙𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘋 𝘈 𝘓𝘌𝘎𝘐𝘛𝘐𝘔𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘛 𝘛𝘖 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘔𝘜𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘠, 𝘐 𝘞𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝘐𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘋𝘐𝘈𝘛𝘌𝘓𝘠 𝘜𝘕𝘍𝘖𝘓𝘓𝘖𝘞 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘏𝘈𝘙𝘋 𝘉𝘓𝘖𝘊𝘒 𝘠𝘖𝘜. 𝘋𝘖 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘛𝘙𝘠 𝘛𝘖 𝘋𝘙𝘈𝘎 𝘔𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘖 𝘗𝘌𝘛𝘛𝘠 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘗𝘜𝘛𝘌𝘚. 𝘋𝘖 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘍𝘖𝘙𝘊𝘌 𝘔𝘌 𝘛𝘖 𝘗𝘐𝘊𝘒 𝘚𝘐𝘋𝘌𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘈𝘙𝘎𝘜𝘔𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘚 𝘖𝘙 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘗𝘜𝘛𝘌𝘚 𝘐 𝘈𝘔 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘐𝘕 𝘈𝘕𝘠 𝘞𝘈𝘠 𝘋𝘐𝘙𝘌𝘊𝘛𝘓𝘠 𝘐𝘕𝘝𝘖𝘓𝘝𝘌𝘋 𝘐𝘕. 𝙆𝙀𝙀𝙋 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙍𝘼𝙈𝘼 𝙄𝙉 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝙋𝙇𝙄𝙀𝙎.

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: Discord is ALWAYS going to be the best place to reach me and mutuals are more than welcome to ask for my Discord if they have one. I love discussing character plots and dynamics even if we haven't written anything yet, so consider this an invitation to do so if you haven't already.

I THOROUGHLY ENJOY UNPLOTTED/NON CANON SHIPPING AS LONG AS WE HAVE DISCUSSED IT AT LEAST ONCE OR TWICE BEFOREHAND (UNLESS IT HAPPENS ORGANICALLY). SOME CHARACTERS WILL BE MORE SELECTIVE ABOUT SHIPPING THAN OTHERS.

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: I am autistic , Borderline and clinically paranoid and have trouble with tone over text more often than not, even if we know each other. If you ever need to tell me something, please be direct. I would much rather you be direct with me and communicate if there is ever an issue or concern and I will try to do the same.

THERE IS A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BEING UPFRONT ABOUT A GENUINE ISSUE OR CONCERN AND BEING A TOTAL JACKASS.

𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄

If we haven't already been introduced, hello! My name is Lion 🦁 (she/they, 26+) and I'm the pervert in charge of topshelfperverts dot tumblr dot com. Borderpolar, AuDHD, CSA survivor, C-PTSD haver and proud owner of one (1) braincell because I couldn't afford two. If you made it this far, congratulations! I am officially inside your walls.

[scondstar]

louis. du lac: i know i know better but i'm stubborn as shit. @topshelfperverts

WATCHING LOUIS SPEAK, STAR GOT THE IMPRESSION OF SOMEONE WHO'S JOINTS HAD BEEN WELL OILED BY THIS EXACT CONVERSATION BEFORE. in a strange way, it was soothing. she liked listening to his voice trace over the same motion as his hands, and felt for the first time that well-told stories were very much like the rings inside of a tree. this one, she could tell, was fat and heady; it must have been a year with lots of rainfall.

          " SOMETIMES KNOWING BETTER JUST MEANS YOU KNOW A LITTLE TOO MUCH, " star had her elbows on the table between them and her head set in her hands, thinking that if she had a dollar for every time in her life where she'd done something that was supposed to be bad for her, she'd have bought herself a little house. maybe something high up in the hills, where she could still hear the waves echoing from the cliffside.

then she remembered that would never happen, and she forced herself to smile anyway. " ... no one ever gets anything done that way, you know? but what did you do next after he said that? "

[topshelfperverts]

"I threw his coffin out the window."

I did not know what the nature of my relationship with Lestat would look like if we were to be reunited anytime soon, but even I could not help but be amused at how petty I was that day. I had dropped the coffin from a considerably lesser height than he had done to me, but the damage done to his ego that day could be felt for miles on end as he trudged his Not That Sorry ass back up Storyville Street.

"Passerbys weren't all that happy about it, but there ain't much any of them could do about it 'sides clean it up and move on. Hardly the worst thing they'd seen since we moved in."

[pittbangs]

mckay's brows hitch up. she looks back down into the mouth of her coffee cup, the translucent stain of her lips pressed up against the rim. the brew is beginning to do little more than serve as an activity for her hands between charting, no real sanding off the edges of her fatigue so much as contributing to a bitter set of muzzy jitters.

she hadn't considered the change in seasons for her daily routine. but ... the dull throbbing in her temples, the sleepless raw nerves sending red veins through he eyes scattershot ... she's caught out without noticing it herself.

" just one of those weeks where sleep & i aren't exactly on speaking terms. " her hand works across the nape of her neck beneath the swish of her ponytail.

it's been a rough series of nights. after roxie, with chad & chloe & putting on a brave face for harrison.

cassie's smile flexes, thin, but grateful. " i might take you up on that. you know, i'm usually a little better at keeping it together. " by rote, she swigs a mouthful of the stale coffee, & it wrenches her features into a grimace. " okay. you win. this is awful. i need a change of pace, stat. "

[topshelfperverts]

It’s the kind of thing she doesn’t usually offer outright, especially with her favourite flavor, but Doctor McKay looks like she’s been put through the ringer a few times already, and it’s not even noon. It feels like it’s the least she can do, since she can’t do much else.

“I’ve also got some Clif Bars stowed away in my locker,” She continues, weaving in and out of oncoming traffic with the confidence of someone still operating within basal sleep requirements. “They’re mint chocolate flavored, which is kind of ironic since I usually don’t like mint chocolate all that much, but these have a really good mint-to-chocolate ratio.”

[asteritm]

life has taught her this much: deny what you want long enough and the hunger will start eating away at the edges of your defenses — blurring the lines until you can't remember why you were denying it in the first place. vigorously wiping down the already well polished wood does not make it go away, neither will the three drinks she's already had, or thinking about the vhs of her favorite movie waiting for her at home.

nothing seems to bring the temperature down. her skin is still hotter than the summer air and she's trying to ignore the fact that this keeps happening whenever he gets too close.

❛ you’re staring again. should I be concerned or flattered? ❜

in her mind she answers his egotistical question immediately with a few sharp words, brushing him off like he doesn't matter, like he's just another annoying man at the bar. oh! maybe something good like, ' in your fucking dreams, mr. williams. if i'm staring at you, it's probably because you got something in your hair, not because i want to fu — '

oh. whoa. whoa. well. oooohkay. hold on there girlie.

she cuts that line of thought off like she's hung up a phone with a slam, but the echo of it lingers. desire has a habit of doing that.

what she actually says as she leans against the bar next to him, is this.

❛ i don't know, david. what do you think? ❜

the sound of his name comes softly, quietly, from under her tongue where it has been sitting for some time now, finally giving want a sound and a shape. it is the first time she has said his name since they met, she has saved the taste of it for a special occasion.

catching her breath, lilly studies him up close, bright eyed and carrying a hunger under her ribs she doesn't have a name for. thinking about her hands wandering where they shouldn't, thinking about asking for it ( for what? ), maybe taking it ( you know what ).

hopes she looks pretty enough he might die for it.

and god, she's been humming i have to have you all week. thinking about the color of his eyes when he stares at her, the intensity she can feel across the room, how his voice goes right through her instead of over her. she's been thinking too much about his hands, wondering what the texture of his hair feels like, wondering what it would be like to sink her fingers into it.

thinking turns into doing and soft fingers reach for him a few seconds later, tips resting lightly against the curve of his lips as if to silence his reply.

❛ can't blame a girl for indulging every once in a while, can you? ❜

her lazy smile goes crooked after a moment, then fades into something with teeth as she brushes the back of her hand lightly across his cheek and into his hair — nails following the line of his jaw before her thumb brushes once, twice, over his bottom lip. but it is her lips that part, breathless for a moment, eyes drawn down until she realizes what she's doing and takes a small step back.

❛ you're not the kind of guy that's going to get all blushy on me now, are you? i'd hate to be the girl that ruins your impressive reputation. ❜

don't believe her @topshelfperverts, not one bit. she'd looovvve to be the girl that ruins your reputation.

[topshelfperverts]

"This isn't about what I think," David purrs. Fight or fuck is one thing; an instinct that transcends bloodlines and prevails against even the most devoted and studious of the damned that practice it. It's another thing entirely to solicit his attention and keep it in the palm of her hand, unwrapping the outermost layer of indifference and exposing intrigue, however mutual it may be...and is.

Can't blame a girl for indulging every once in awhile, can you?

"I wouldn't dream of it," He continues, hand on his heart with the solemnity of a Bible that hasn't been read in decades...and yet, beneath it all, a veneer of sincerity. Far be it for him to judge someone for that, however careless he comes across. There is more to David than what is otherwise implied, than a predator's tongue and teeth too sharp for a boy his age, and there is a chance that maybe, just maybe, she might just draw it out of him.

"Impressive, hm?" David hums, attuned to the touch. "You flatter me, Miss Lilly. I can't imagine what would warrant such a compliment...but far be it from me to dispute it."

[topshelfperverts]

"Don't you even dare." Lucy

𝗔𝗦 𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗩𝗔𝗫'𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗔𝗡

"I think we got off on the wrong foot, you and I."

It's the kind of formality that feels especially out of place, given the circumstances, but she's making a genuine effort this time. You'd think by now that would mean something.

Even still, she abides by it, puts her hands up in mock surrender and stays right where she is. If she wants to draw an invisible line in the sand and pretend that it's enough to keep the monsters out, she can wait another four hundred years to sweat her out and drag her body back across to where she belongs.

"Just trying to make amends."

[emmaharwoods]

THE SUBSTANCE 2024, dir. Coralie Fargeat

[vitalphenomena]

@topshelfperverts | whitaker said: "i saw a kid at the park the other day eating a cigarette butt."

"Oh, yeah?"

Dr. Whitaker's great with the patients and he's eager to learn. Sometimes, it hurts to see someone so good at caring so much because she worries—

—it isn't her place. He's a grown man, and they need people like him.

"Sounds like the street team's been treating you well—and you're getting lots of good experience, then."

Samira smiles as she closes her locker. With Whitaker lingering so closely, she's considerate enough not to slam it. Still, it clicks firmly shut.

"I'm glad. Nobody ever volunteers. Including—" She sighs. "I don't know how you find the time. It's impressive."

[topshelfperverts]

Hardly the weirdest thing he's ever seen at work, let alone at the park, but he expects to see weird shit at work. Like that guy who lit his dick on fire with a Roman Candle.

In January.

"Not as impressive as eating a cigarette butt without immediately puking afterwards," Whitaker says, caught between a genuine half-smile and a pale faced grimace remembering what he'd witnessed on his way to work the other day. "Kids these days, huh?"

[pittbangs]

@topshelfperverts as mel said: " are you okay? that's your third cup before 11 am. " the pitt: season 1 [1/3].

mild smile masked across her features, mckay looks down at the cup tucked up against her chest. its rainbow swirl squiggles along the dark roast ; it emanates the charred, acrid scent of coffee spent too long at the bottom of the pot.

but it's hot, piping into the crosshatch of lines weaving across her palm. & fate willing, it'll keep her awake.

still, the unmistakeable, involuntary pressure building up along her jawline stretches into a yawn just as cassie stifles her knuckles into it, scrubbing the bridge of her nose. fleeting bashfulness tugging her lips, she throws both shoulders in a resigned acceptance of what the day has to offer.

" this one's mostly emotional support. "

" but i was kinda hoping no one was keeping score. think this'll carry me through to lunch or should i pop some red bull in a banana bag & stick a line in my antecubital? "

[topshelfperverts]

"Oh, I'm not keeping score," Mel offers, matter of fact as it is. And it usually is. "I just noticed your cup wasn't in the breakroom like it usually is by now, since you typically leave it in the sink whenever you're done. You've been in and out of the breakroom all morning with the same mug so...I thought I'd ask if you were, um. Doing okay."

Mel pushes the bridge of her glasses up the steady incline of her nasal bone, already wondering if it's too early for those kind of observations and whether or not she and Doctor McKay are close enough for her to be voicing them out loud.

"I don't know about Redbull," She continues, attempting to play off of her instead, ease the blow of an early morning inquisition. "But I've got a can of ZOA in the fridge right now if you don't want to waste money on the vending machine out in the lobby. It's chery limeade. You could say that's my emotional support flavor."

[abigails-ear]

Only been watching The Pitt for a few days but Mel King is THE best autistic character ever written in a medical drama. She doesn't "make connections no one else can" or "just see things differently" or any other Savant with Special Abilities stereotypical bullshit, she's a resident physician who's exactly as intelligent and capable as any other resident physician in the same year. She hates unnecessary yelling because it's loud and annoying, not because she's completely incapable of handling conflict. She usually keeps her stimming subtle enough to hide but sometimes she can't. She loves having a furry critter to pet. She accommodates an autistic patient by lowering the lights and closing the doors because she understands the sensory nightmare of an active medical setting. She speaks in a straightforward and honest way but she isn't an overtly rude inconsiderate asshole. She misses some jokes and takes things too literally on occasion but she does have a sense of humor and she is funny. She speaks up against misinformation and parent panic about autism and other developmental disabilities. She has emotions. She looks at a video of a lava lamp on her phone to chill. Doctor Mel King you have my entire heart

[topshelfperverts]

of all the things I've said to @rvolving over the last week or so of me watching the pitt this is definitely up there

[fangedb1rd]

@topshelfperverts; lestat. ‘ you have a generous nature. i like that in a person. ’

she can’t help the small smile that appears, glancing at him from her guitar. ‘ i can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic or not, so i’m choosing to take that as a compliment even if you say otherwise. ’

[topshelfperverts]

YOU'RE LISTENING TO THE FAILURES. ALBUM 12, SIDE B.

As I found myself wandering from state to state in dire need of better company than the band I had assimilated into my own artistic pursuits, I found myself faced once again with a similar problem: the need for other, better company.

You have a delusional nature as well, I think to myself, although I manage to keep it to myself. I wonder which one will win out in the end, between the two of them.

"Are you always going to question my character before attemping to assassinate it?" I say instead, flippant enough to disguise my true intentions. I could tolerate her far better than Alex and the other, misguided members of Satan's Night Out, discarded somewhere between Kansas and Kentucky (it was hard to remember where, exactly, as I had consumed enough ketamine in the last few weeks to cull a small herd of equestrians and their respective horses), but the Dark Gift alone was not enough to warrant any sort of long term patience. "Or simply imply it and forgive me for it preemptively?"

[godresembled]

Her body wants to pull back when he moves in closer, but somehow she doesn't. Somehow she freezes still, somehow leans her upper body forward so her elbow inches slightly along the chair arm. Her own movement is enough to spook her back into stillness.

"I am," she echoes, a bit more certain this time even if she isn't sure she feels it. There's something about him that draws her in, and she remembers Edward's anguish that everything about them was built to lure people in regardless of their own wishes. Except it didn't scare her the way it ought to.

[topshelfperverts]

I tire of conversation, as I often do, but not because of her. She has her spirits and I have mine—more alcoholic than not, but whispers of the Great Conversion still linger in my ears with the same, dull, ASMR worthy timbre of Edward in hers. I would thank God for the silence, but He, too, is dull and grating.

The lies we tell ourselves.

We are in orbit now with one another. Exceptionally beautiful and exceedingly unwell. Even I can't help but be drawn in, my fingers dipped in stardust and asteroid belts that echo into the blackness of space. I wonder how long this analogy will persist.

Or is it a metaphor.

"The world is yours, Isabella," I say with a shrug. "If you want it."

I should have been a motivational speaker.

[topshelfperverts]

me when I trick my tumblr mutuals into accidently kind of but not really but also kind of playing D&D with me through tumblr rp as a prolonged excuse to use my clicky clacky math rocks at every opportunity that presents itself. that I have created.

[starsorare]

anyway @topshelfperverts agrees with me David wrote "Have to Have You" for Star

[puppiegracie]

I just love when he 👍👍

[topshelfperverts]

"i don't want to be alone tonight." robby/abbot <3 (med student babies or current-times babies)

𝗔𝗦 𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗩𝗔𝗫'𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗔𝗡

"This feels like more of a 'pants on' kind of conversation."

This isn't the weirdest thing Abbot's seen in Robby's dorm room, but the late night cereal bowl and boxer briefs combination is certainly one for the books. He's probably used to it by now.

Probably.

"Watch your step. I dropped my Tamagotchi in here somewhere and I still haven't figured out where. You'll, uh...you'll see why in a minute."

[tachonismancer]

⌘ TACHONISMANCER ;

― independent, private & selective roleplay account for the hollowed one necromancer occtis tachonis as played by alexander ward in the 4th campaign of the dungeons and dragons actual play, critical role. a study in familial expectations, dehumanization, existential questions, intellectualization, found family and a fascination for the macabre.

headcanon driven, multiverse, multiship and oc and crossover friendly. reanimated by psyche since july 2026.