🍓 for a while tonglr wasn't putting you on my dash & i'm happy it is again djhd
you are THEE Rubens muse to me... I think about mads squirrel from tumblr dot com every time I'm in an art museum. We haven't been following each other for that long, I think late 2022? but I feel like you're SUCH a staple of my tumblr experience by now it feels like it's been. much longer than that. I'm also happy every time I see you on the dash! hi :3
moots send me a 🍓 and I’ll give you compliments :3
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@heavenprotect TO CONDOR ONE.
though the gun was aimed in his direction, the redhead didn’t move, eyes behind the mask caught onto the fact that the older man’s finger wasn’t even on the trigger. an interesting reaction given that a majority of these encounters often ended up with bullets zooming in his direction, but this one was certainly new. by now he should’ve been on the move, either to get away or to neutralize the threat, but a part of his instinct told him not to do anything for the time being.
so he didn’t, instead seven raised up his hands in a peaceful manner, he could already hear the lecture he would receive from krauser if the older man knew. it was dangerous for him to keep secrets, painful even, but what they don’t know won’t hurt him, maybe. straightening himself up, the redhead still kept his hands up but he didn’t say anything either, just watching the other to see what kind of move they would pull.
It’s more of a gut reaction. Not to mention, on days like this, he rarely lets go of the pistol. But it will take more than that for him to become a supporter of the shoot & then ask questions mindset. Although the muzzle is directed right at the other’s head ( one wrong move and the agent could treat him to a lead-filled greeting ), the tip of his index finger trails the trigger guard’s curve. So close, and yet so far. Tensed-up jaw muscles suddenly loosen up, bit by bit, easing his gritted teeth. He really doesn’t have time for any of that.
“ Just— Just get out of my way, ” snarling under his breath, in response to his arms shifting upwards, Leon lowers his own. Still, the lethal piece of iron remains in his tight clutch ( he will go for the kneecaps if he has to ). Firmly rooted to his spot, the blond would rather brush shoulders and get on with the true objective in his sights, but he can’t. At least, not until he squeezes some answers out of the unexpected intruder. “ What are you doing here? ”
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tmasc nby scarlet real!!!!!!!
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My introoo cuz i don't think i ever actually did one!!
My online name is Zero!! or whatver idrc.. my pronouns r she/he, but no they!!!
im 173cm (5'8in) tall, n usually weigh around 50-47.5kgs (110-105lbs)
umm i'll probably post wieiad and body checks.. maybe sum thinspo if it speakssss to me.
MY SOCIALS!!!!
insta: ineedyouforev3r
old tblr: yeowchkgs (banned)
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Sticking prickle burrs in the senior warriors nests was a good idea when I was 2 rolls in the catmint patch deep.
But looking back on it,
Maybe it was definitely actually worth the twenty fuckin burrs you got stuck in ur butt fluff after originally stumbling UPON said patch of burrs that gave you the dastardly ingenious brand in the first place (which you intend to patent whatever that is)….
Just to see that head who stole THE FAT MOUSE EVEN THO I CALLED DIBS >:( get one up his farthole
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my catboy in Lackadaisy art style
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its so silly i love it ty
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you 🤝 me
having emoji tags for alters LOL
LEGITNESS....i like going thru their tags sometimes like Haha yeah. These guys
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pokes the new sleep awake chapter with a stick.
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