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im not making a poll bcoz im gay and will just do whatever gaunter does but just know you will see me with either zenyatta Or enki funger blog soonb....
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me when i want to make a diff blog sooo bad ooo (my brain is cursed by a twink)
#me and my evil twinks :(#sobbing crying etc#i also like lowkey miss viego i will not lie#but the idea of kicking him back to life only to have people be mean to him#sniffle#charmed ; i'm sure. // OOC
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GLIMMER OF BLUE lights warm brown , a silent display of fondness at the sight of the other man as he approached — truly a sight for weary eyes. " aw. i ain't so easy to kill, son, surely you know that. " he can't help it — the impulsive use of a fonder nickname even if it'd been some time since he'd last seen the half-vastayan. he certainly can't blame the fellow for being some degree of insulted to be left in the dust, but ... " Upset? come on, now, take a seat an' I'll tell you, it weren't lack of want that I've been kept from seein' you. " head tilts a little, and his eyes squint with his smile. " for what it is worth ... i am sorry , i do try to be better about just up an' vanishing. but, uh ... my life can be somethin' of a wild ride, as it tends to turn out. "
he navigated the labyrinth of tables and laughter until he found his way to the other, a warm beam illuminating his visage, his calloused hands cradling two mugs of ale, froth cascading like effervescent rivers. for a moment, he was uncertain if the other had noticed his presence prior to his approach, but when their gazes met, a silent recognition of the bond that had weathered the tests of time ceased his doubt. ❝ thought you were dead or somethin'. ❞ he stated with a hint of despondency, the absence still shadowing the positivity of having the other back [ … ] the two mugs were rested upon the wooden table, sliding one towards the other. ❝ maybe it was better that way… now i have reasons to be upset. ❞ ( @fatings )
#aw i cant tell you how much i smiled seeing you excited !!#its me !! i'm back#lots of moving and resituating but i miss writing 😭#im so glad youre still here!! i missed you#wolvensden // sett.#it's my lucky day. // IC
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hi sorry im just insane and turbo into funger rn but i am still lurking around 🥺
the will to write exists im just lazy
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i did this for dnd TF but his tattoos are the same in normal so i wanted to share
biggest difference is for canon TF theres a fat nasty scar on his left (our right) shoulder area from when he got shot in BT before jumping into the water
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ok everyone are u proud of me
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@revorto asked:
“ another glass won’t hurt. unless you’ve taken a piss in the sea , you’re not drunk enough. ”
NOT DRUNK ENOUGH.
sure, he could certainly agree to that. granted, the remark is a bit unapplicable to him — no amount of alcohol in his system could justify being close enough to the sea — but he refrains comment on that. " reckon that you're right. " he concedes, waving for his glass to be filled again ; though gaze flickers towards his company with a quirked brow. "Alcohol is a pretty universal vice, but part o' me's a bit surprised ... does it do much for you? ... that ain't a rude question, is it?"
#how the fuck do i format anymore#idk where they are time wise but thats ok#hi 💖#it's my lucky day. // IC#revorto // pyke.
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oh ya drew him relatively recently . no normal tfs im afraid i just keep drawing dnd tf
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hi i really really really don’t want to write actual starters so Inbox Call 🥺
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hi i moved 😁✌ like irl
but my computer’s set up so i’ll be around soon ....
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i made TF a creature in dnd if youre wondering how i’ve been :]
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hiii hello hiiii i promise i’ll be here soon ✌
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(taps mic) is this thing on
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surprise bitch i bet you thought you saw the last of me
anyway um hi.
going to be wildly fixing up this blog w. new url shortly
will be digging through followers n clearing inactive people / overall just fresher start. if you definitely want to keep being around feel free to like this
i’m also making a lee sin soon-ish &&&&& that’s it i think.
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@endlines sent // SOME PROMPTS FOR PICKING UP/CARRYING MUSES
1) for sender to pick up a sleepy receiver and carry them to bed.
❝ — – 𝐇𝐄𝐘 ... ❞
mumble is almost inaudible, the gambler's brows furrowing before he actually blinks his eyes back open properly, disturbed but not quite enough to be startled into waking fully. had he actually fallen asleep ? he was just sitting at the table, he's certain, yet as his awareness (somewhat) returns, he finds himself held securely in familiar arms, confused resistance melting immediately.
it wasn't actually much of a strange situation. how many times had he nodded off during his own planning, during their discussions & gold counting ? too many, even in their youth. driving himself to exhaustion was a trait he always possessed, one he certainly had yet to shake — perhaps never would.
evidently, he'd been out long enough that Malcolm had taken the liberty to get him out of the outer layers of clothing, which makes his heart twinge with affection. he could just as well nod back off, but stubbornly holds to consciousness as he's laid down to reach for Malcolm, murmured words to stall him unintelligible and, truthfully, maybe not actually common.
❝ what're you goin' for ? ❞ tongue is found as he readjusts himself, loose hold falling away after only a few moments. ❝ ain't gonna sleep by myself. i'll get back up, you watch. ❞
#hi (comes back to first and foremost put gay people on the dash)#threatens him with getting back up . so stupid#♥ ♦ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍' 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈'𝐌 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃. ( endlines ) ♠ ♣
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