❝ Why do you have TO BE like them?
YOUR THE PROTAGONIST IN YOUR OWN LIFE,
aren’t you? ❞

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Janaina Medeiros
ojovivo
trying on a metaphor
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Claire Keane

#extradirty
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DEAR READER
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if i look back, i am lost
Keni
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ellievsbear
cherry valley forever
we're not kids anymore.
will byers stan first human second
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@wasterodent
❝ Why do you have TO BE like them?
YOUR THE PROTAGONIST IN YOUR OWN LIFE,
aren’t you? ❞
THEPUPPETEER;; Hey guys. Thanks to some um... circumstances with my family. I will be off the internet for a while. No playstation, no computer, no mobile, no nothing. So I guess this is a indefinite hiatus? Idk when i’ll be back but hopefully I sort things out and be back soon. Sorry.
karismatickitty replied to your post: THEPUPPETEER;; ship tags. More tba.
don’t you mean ship TAG
Send me a ship:
ship: ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART
THEPUPPETEER;; ship tags. More tba.
❝ I’m the evil Australian Bomber what bombs at whatever time he damn well pleases. ❞
angela. ----- ( medizincr )
@wasterodent
& ❛ dear , please let me give you some new attire , your current clothing has obviously seen better days ❜
❝ Wot’s wrong with me clothes doc? Not yer style? ❞
Living in the Outback, and with the heat of the day beating down onto you, he was used to wearing nearly nothing but his shorts and explosives. He rarely put on a shirt, and someone usually would have to FORCE him to wear one. His current clothing was rough, teared, and blown up for who knows how many times. Jamison didn’t care though.
THEPUPPETEER;; I’m so bad at PC games.
PETITION TO BAN BASTION FROM GETTING PLAY OF THE GAMES
reblog if u agree
ϡ r u still accepting this
Send my muse kisses you want to give them! ϡ for a kiss that lets you know I love you.
WITH tear stained cheeks and small hands clutching a tissue, yet another sob burst through her throat, echoing in the quiet room. Her toes crinkled, fingertips trembling to try and wipe the tears, but her glasses were fogged. Blinded by her own sorrow, she could only blubber as the words fell from her lips. Nightmare. Terrors. History. The words that hit her the hardest. Death. Destruction. She knew he was aware of what happened to her in Antarctica- everyone was. Although, despite the world knowing of her, they never knew her fully story.
HIS timing was impeccable, conveniently being there for her when she woke up in the middle of the twitching- writhing and tangling herself within the sweat dripped sheets. It was ugly- her sobbing, blubbering.. She almost had an instance of guilt over her own weakness for night terrors. But.. the snow, the feeling of the cold envelop her and the last words of her crew-mates felt so real, it echoed in her ears. The metallic joints of his fingers pulled away her glasses, and her vision only got blurrier. The snow and skeletal remains were even more vivid-
THEN, he blocked her visions and silenced her blubbering. The metallic hand belonging to his prosthetic cupped her cheek, the cool metal warming her hot face. His other hand, the one that felt burning to the touch, laced his fingers within her ice cold fingertips. They were an even mix of hot and cold- a sensation that only carried on through to their lips as he kissed her. But.. with emotions piling up- she tilted her head and the kiss between them felt all the more deeper. Although, the passion stayed the same. The sweetness, the gentle touches- it was all there and only enhanced the message his kiss brought.
WITH their foreheads touching after the breathtaking kiss parted, she didn’t want to move away. She felt the corner of her lip tug, a smile slipping onto her lips.
❝ I-I feel the same.. 我也爱你. ❞
Send “Rumour has it...” and a rumour about my muse in my ask!
reinhardt ----- ( chargcd )
SUCH statement still doesn’t stop the old man from lifting the one-legged urchin man up over his shoulder. “Just a flesh wound? Yes, and my one eye is just a spec of dust! We need to find you some help.”
He was out of breath, his eyelids dropping heavily. His explosive blew up while he was in the middle of working on it, and it had cost him his peg leg. It wasn’t like it hurt, he hadn’t had a real right leg in years, yet inhaling that gunpowder suddenly from it blowing up made him suddenly feel weak. Note to self, add a little less gunpowder.
❝ Oi dun need help, gramps. Jus’ need me a bit of rest. Oi’ll be alroight. ❞
♛ ✦ HEADCANON.
Thanks to very severe radiation in his brain cells from living in the Outback his whole life, Jamison forgets things randomally and alot. Heck, he’ll sometimes forget what he had for dinner about ten minutes after. He once woke up and completely forgot who he was, who all his teammates were, and where he was. They had to keep him in a isolation chamber for about eight hours until he remembered and calmed down. Angela does frequent check ups on his brain cells about once a week while he’s asleep to make sure if he’s still able to mentally work with Overwatch. It’s really a sad sight to see when the first thing he could say at anytime is, “ Who are ya? ”
Where does a cat go when it loses its tail? The retail store. ヽ(ΦωΦヽ)
@samamitt !! X
❝ C’mon! Let lose an’ have fun fer once in ya life! Yer always so serious! ❞
@chargcd !! X
❝ Fer real old man, Oi’m fine. Jus’ a lil’ flesh wound. ❞
THEPUPPETEER;; like for a one liner ! Gonna practice a new format sorta.