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@vipermirage
Sulks.
"you have a date? how much did they pay you?" ((Ooc: let's pretend I sent through the mumu from Fon. Did I change wording around? Yes...))
what can they say? they couldn't lie about it.
the decision to pull their hood down came as an impulse, it was unlike mammon themself, but they realised that eye contacts stopped overwhelming them, thoughts stopped being loud, stopped vying for their attention. and it's easier to count without the awkward angling of their hands, eyes, everything.
other problems did come, though. well, at least, it was a problem until mammon realised they could exploit it. the lilac lashes, violet orbs were apparently as irresistable as back then, huh. there were even rumours that it's an illusion to earn some bucks. maybe, they didn't deny it.
"14th february is a high demand day. maybe a few grands?" they answered non-chalantly, fon can judge all he wants. "i can clear that slot if you pay more, but no refunds if someone else outbids you." they smirked.
valentine's day scenarios (but it's enemies to lovers)
prompt list by @novelbear
"you have a date? how much did you pay them?"
crashing their date with another person purposely
^ and it all was definitely out of spite. not because they were jealous. never. totally not.
sending them flowers that they just know sets off their allergies
^ probably left with some smartass note too
laughing at them simply because they seem to care about the holiday
"you celebrate this corny day?" "just say you're lonely and have no one to spend it with, next time, 'kay?"
"i told my friends i'd go on this stupid double date with them." "and that's my business because..?" "..i don't have a date."
catfishing the hell out of them online leading up to the holiday
and then it backfiring because they realize, they're actually pretty nice and sweet outside of all the arguing.
"i thought bringing you roses would be a romantic! you know!?" "not when they still have the thorns on them, dumbass!"
giving them those boxed chocolates, but replacing the filling with something else instead (like wasabi for example lmao)
"you've been teasing me all this time about being single just for you to get stood up?" "....." "move over, you're lucky i'm hungry."
giving the other candies because it was simply "left over" and "definitely stale"
perfect chance for a little secret admirer thing to go on since one may be just too embarrassed or scared to face things head on
I miss it here so feel free to hmu to write something!!! I want to write aus the most icl
Hi guys
GOOD DAY everyone it is me. Hope everyone is doing okay
ABC HEADCANON PROMPTS featuring a mix of silly and more serious character development questions. send HEADCANON + send letters or spell something in the poster's inbox.
[ A ] Does your muse give good advice ? On what subjects ? [ B ] What bores your muse ? What are they like when bored ? [ C ] What colors does your muse like to wear ? [ D ] Does your muse drive ? How are they behind the wheel ? [ E ] What is one of your muse's embarrassing memories ? [ F ] Does your muse get frightened easily ? Of what ? [ G ] What is the best gift your muse has ever received ? [ H ] What is your muse's home like ? Has it always been like that ? [ I ] What inspires your muse ? [ J ] Does your muse like to joke ? What is their sense of humor ? [ K ] What was your muse's first kiss like ? [ L ] What kind of music does your muse listen to ? [ M ] What motivates your muse ? [ N ] What does your muse take note of when meeting people ? [ O ] Is your muse afraid of getting old ? How do they view aging ? [ P ] Does your muse like poetry ? [ Q ] Does your muse like the quiet ? Why or why not ? [ R ] In what ways does your muse show restraint ? [ S ] How does your muse take surprises ? Do they like surprising others ? [ T ] Does you muse have any secret talents ? [ U ] Who in your muse's life understands them the most ? [ V ] What is your muse's dream vacation ? [ W ] Does your muse drink water regularly ? [ X ] Does your muse have an xbox ? Do they like to game ? [ Y ] What does your muse yearn for ? [ Z ] What would your muse be like in a zombie apocalypse ?
I’m so eager to return but i’m quite busy 𖦹 ̫ 𖦹 i miss all of you tho frfr
My life got too busy but i’m back and ready to roll!!!! (Next week) once again, hmu for plots etc etc yibees!!
I need to explore arco trauma etc pls hmu
On anon or not, tell me what YOUR headcanons for my muse are.
𝚅𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂 " 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 " 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂!
below is a list of starters from both sides of the conversation , with prompts geared toward scenes involving some sort of confrontation. prompts rage from friendly to not so friendly. please consider following for more prompts and please do not steal!
❛ i can't believe you hid this from me. ❜
❛ that's it. we need to talk about this. right here. right now. ❜
❛ don't see how we can get around talking about this anymore. ❜
❛ you can't just keep avoiding me! ❜
❛ i'm not leaving until we talk about this. ❜
❛ come on just . . . talk to me. ❜
❛ all this time . . . and it was all a lie? ❜
❛ i trusted you. ❜
❛ did you think i wasn't going to notice? ❜
❛ start talking. now. ❜
❛ when are you going to stop lying to me? ❜
❛ i just wanna talk. ❜
❛ can we talk about this? please? ❜
❛ i came to talk this out. ❜
❛ you and i can work this thing out. ❜
❛ enough lies. tell me the truth! ❜
❛ i just wanna know what happened. ❜
❛ you can tell me. ❜
❛ just . . . start from the beginning. ❜
❛ are we gonna talk about this like grownups? ❜
❛ can you just be an adult about this for once?! ❜
❛ i didn't think it was gonna be so hard to talk about it. ❜
❛ i don't wanna talk about it. ❜
❛ i said leave it alone! ❜
❛ it's not that simple. ❜
❛ can we just . . . not talk about this right now? ❜
❛ i didn't want to see you get hurt. ❜
❛ okay fine. you wanna talk about it? here it is , ❜
❛ i kinda hoped you would just ignore it. ❜
❛ okay , fine just . . promise you won't get mad. ❜
❛ i don't wanna lie to you. ❜
❛ i wish it were that simple. ❜
❛ we passed the talking stage a long time ago. ❜
❛ the truth is more painful. ❜
❛ the beginnings , still a little hazy. ❜
❛ stop saying i'm not taking this seriously! ❜
happy holidays everyone! sorry for the recent inactivity, i got busy and took time out for myself.
i've been saddened by some things happening here as i am personally the type to immediately assume i am the issue/the unlikeable one when certain things happen! especially when someone that seemed well-liked clearly dislikes me, so i took time out to work on myself for that thought and take things less personally! i'm back and happier and slayer!
If there's anything the man enjoys during day offs, it's to tinker with machines and find ways to improve said machine. So it's not rare to find him in the small of his workshop on this fine day--or at least Skull's determined to make it into one, ignoring the uninvited visitor knocking at the door; the music blasting off his speakers not enough to drown out the noise.
He was happily humming to himself beneath the car, even as the familiar voice made him halt for a moment, wondering where he'd heard that voice before... but all of that was cut short instantly as his voice echoed throughout his workshop. And Skull freezes up, drops the screw in his hand onto his face and yelps at the sudden change in events. "Ouch!!! Reborn!??" Of course the tiny screw didn't hurt him in the slightest - he is the strongest Stuntman in existence after all!! - but Reborn's voice and the suddenness of it certainly hurt him on a mental level.
A few fidgety moments later, the man finally removes himself from beneath his car, mimic a mixture of irritation, mild fear and then ... surprise coupled with annoyance and admittedly, relief. "Oi!! Viper!! What'd you do that for!!" Purple eyes showing signs of betrayal, glaring at the shorter for a few more moments before involuntarily torn away due to curiosity and glancing at the device in their hand.
"Huh?" Some more moments pass, silence stretches as his brain connects the dots. Viper isn't someone to show themself if they didn't need anything, least of all in front of Skull. Granted, they're not on bad terms - none of the former Arcobalenos are - but they're not necessarily on good terms either. So for them to appear before him only means that it's something important to them or some sort of trick again.
"Huuuuhhh???" The admission of confusion aside, the Stuntman accusingly points towards the watch. "That's a watch, y'know!? Who do ya take me for!? Ya can't just waltz in here thinkin' I can fix all of your broken stuff!!!" He voices his complaints, but the silly watch did catch his interest as his thoughts slip through. "...though I suppose takin' a look at it isn't gonna hurt, must be something important if the Viper is here to ask me, huh? OMG, what if it's some big dark secret of them...which means..."
”fucking lackey." viper muttered under their breath, watching as he vocalised his thoughts animatedly, as if they weren't there. as much as they knew that skull was, well, skull, it was still quite fresh for them to be next to someone who voiced out their own thoughts rather than viper hearing it themself, in an almost privacy invading, eavesdroppy manner. still, they couldn't help scoffing at the mismatch, the fact that skull was so open, while they were so closed off.
"wha-" they let out, "you can fix these big machines, but a little mechanism that goes tick tock is stumbling your extraordinary talents?" they taunted, knowing full well they were being mean, possibly somewhat manipulative, but it's skull, eager to impress. and god, they needed this watch to be fixed.
"i mean, it's cars yesterday, watches today, televisions and computers tomorrow and then guns and pipettes, or something." they mumbled. "just imagine, how impressed everyone would be, i would love you for the watch, and then just, picture this, my favourite little baby lackey-"
mist flames covered the entire garage as an image of reborn forms, eyes shining, like some fangirls meeting their favourite pop idol. and then, colonnello, fon, verde, all leaning in, on their knees, voices filled the room with words of admiration for skull. and then la-, never mind, that would be stretching even viper's imagination a bit too far.
was the mist prepared to use emotional manipulation to get skull to fix their watch? yes. and they would stretch it as far as they could, keep the job free, and keep their attachment to this watch a secret as far as possible.
I’m currently overseas!!! Will be back on tuesday ish!!! Do hmu if you wanna do cool things meanwhile (plot)
Got randomly interested in aus 🙏
Canon compliant ones where arcos are the same age and weren’t cursed, i can explore. Um, art forgery ring or any crime ring not mafia related (or mafia related but theyre not in it explicitly) might be cute… basic normal high school aus… i wanna do lion dancer au again… anything goes ykyk
Fon was nervous about the pain Mammon was suffering, thinking that maybe the food he'd brought was the culprit. It couldn't be that it had gone bad, but there was another reason why someone could face harm with food- allergies. "Are you perhaps allergic to something you ate?" Fon didn't have any food allergies himself, so he didn't know how to respond to such a thing.
Noting that Mammon was trying to move, he was worriedly hovering around them. He could help guide Mammon to wherever they needed to go, but, it was hard to gauge what Mammon needed with them only being able to collapse onto the chair.
Feeling somewhat frantic, "excuse me," he picks Mammon up into his arms. "Where are you trying to go?" Mammon can just treat him like some bipedal mode of transportation. Tell him where to go and he'll move. (Someone call him Uber-walk!)
"don't know." they whimpered, the illusionist being lost is quite unheard of by now, "my room works, i guess." they added weakly, their voice forced as they tried their best to get up, but the awkward position of, literally being in his arms made it hard to do so. with the pain taking control of them, they found themselves leaning in to his hold, letting their head rest against his chest.
mammon wondered for a second if it was worth pushing through a few bills and datas to tide away the pain, somehow work the pain away. but they knew that fon, in his full stupid, annoying, nosey nature wouldn't allow them to.
oh, the thing pain does to people, as they grabbed onto his shirt and leaned in a little closer, frowning as they tried to gather their bearings. "it doesn't hurt..." they told him, as if that was any convincing. the mist can barely even tell if the vague signs of worry they were catching was him or if they were simply too hazy.
How attractive are you?
viper, your attractiveness is 91
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