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[Officially on an indefinite hiatus]
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a playboy magazine, but the cover was swapped with that of one of his favorite comics, temporarily hiding the treasure trove of nudes inside
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[the fuck did I just write]
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A pogo stick
Waheed stars long and hard at the stick of pogo. He could almost swear that it was staring back at him, waiting and wondering, whispering to him…”step on me, senpai.”
He put one foot on one petal and transfers his weight. In that moment, he and the pogo stick are one. And yet, as soon as he picks up his other foot–
–he falls on his ass. Waheed grabbed the pogo stick and threw it, only to have it bounce off the spring at the bottom and come back to smack him in the face. Now he has a black eye and a sore behind. Thanks, Trenidia. Thank you very much.
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Leave an object in my ask and my muse will react to it being given to them.
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“........What in the balls?”
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[Might eventually come back to this blog and Waheed’ blog, but when I do I may be scarce and will probably have to unfollow quite a few people. I don’t mean to cut people off and refuse to RP with them, but there’s a lot of content on my dash that makes me uncomfortable. And I’ll probably disable anon.]
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curse-of-the-lumberjack said: ooc super understandable!! anon hate drives off lots of people. >n<  i still hate you’ve had to put up with it. if we can ever talk or rp i would love to. i feel bad when i follow people and never rp with them ;o;  hope all will be okay.
[It’ll be fiiiiiiiine. But yeah, I’m gonna switch over to my ginger nugget’s blog, so we can chat and plot there any time you wanna. :3]
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curse-of-the-lumberjack said: ooc; never seemed hostile to me. but maybe that’s just me. .n.  would want to still rp with you if you’d want.
[I think it’s nice to select people, but those who get the negative attention get it relentlessly. When I had my first DS blog last year, I got anon hate every day until I left the fandom. As soon as people found out who I was, I started getting it again. Now I’d rather quit it before the past just repeats itself. I can block anon hate as much as I want, but it’s just the fact that people actively want me to leave and always have that bothers me. I might come back to this blog, but probably not soon.
I don’t often do crossovers on my other blog (I'm afraid of getting attention, honestly) but I would like to interact with you as well. ]
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curse-of-the-lumberjack said: <:c  will miss you…i wish u didn’t have those feelings.  not blaming you, just sucks that you do.  not fair to you.
[It’s fine, I’ll be on my knock-knock blog. I follow a small few people (including you) and RP with only two people so it just feels safer and more personal there. I think I prefer being in a three-person fandom. It’s just one of those things you know?]
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*jetpacks the fuck out of here*
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People don’t always want to be with people. It gets tiring.
Emma Donoghue, Room (via wordsnquotes)
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I found Waheed.
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Send 💀 and my muse will say...[ghost hunting edition]
Using a random number generator between 1-25.
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“Leaves and animals, yeah, but leaves and animals that can kill.” Waheed said, picking himself up off the ground and brushing off the front of his shorts. It was a miracle they weren’t completely torn by now, but there was a healthy amount of dirt on the knees.
The black-haired man just rolled his eyes. He wasn’t usually such an asshole, but sometimes the situation just called for a bitter mood. He would be the first to admit that he wasn’t exactly friendly at all times. He was antisocial, generally choosing to dislike people and interactions for the most part, but was usually respectful.
But with someone who called him sugarplum? 
Yeah, there was no respect this time.
“If we’re the only people on this island, then I’ll keep to my half.” Waheed said, crossing his skinny arms in front of his chest. “I’ve lived on my own for long enough now, I think I can manage being alone for a little bit longer. Or...you know, forever longer.“ 
He pointed off into the distance. “My camp is that way. You know, so you can avoid it.” Damn, he probably shouldn’t have told him where he lived, but it was too late to take it back now. “B-but I think I’ll move soon. You know, cuz...cuz giant birds. Yeah.” Why was it so hard to trust just one person on this island?
You want a kiss, short stack? I'll give you a kiss! Pucker up, sugarplum! -;*
“NO!” Waheed hid himself behind a tree. “I’ll g-give you five seconds to turn around and walk away, or else! Or else I’ll…I dunno! But I’ll do something!”
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