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#feral goblin energy
flannelepicurean · 4 months
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... homies...
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i can feel my mental health improving already. you have NO IDEA how thrilled i am to own this masterpiece. i've been filled with eight scrumtillion ferals of goblin energy today. i may yet make it to the next challenge.
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bog-bitch · 9 months
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help i’m pretty sure my best friend is Spiders Georg
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To-day we heard of the launch having been detained by an accident when trying to force a way up the rapids.
Arthur, on the deck of his steamer, staring up at at a waterfall with rapids past it: ...how are we going to get up there?
Jonathan, kukri between his teeth, already in the river, slamming his shoulder into the back of the boat: GET OUT AND PUSH!
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redglassbird · 11 months
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holding hands w whoever invented croutons. Unless the inventor of croutons is also a serial killer or something. Otherwise ily ! <3 <3 <3
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fregget-frou · 1 year
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David: I need someone who is responsible and respectable. Someone that commands authority, radiates maturity and cal—
Angel: *wresting a raccoon for a Taco Bell burrito*
David: ...
Angel: >:}
David: …..
David: oh no.
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🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺
There's something so vital to life in lipsyncing to your favourite songs, headbanging, dancing and the like all while checking outside your bedroom door Incase your siblings are spying on you.
It's magical.
🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺
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he-screm · 9 months
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I like eating crab because it makes me feel feral. I can be an absolute goblin and no one can stop me! I can crack bone and slurp up meat and everyone sees jt as normal
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strixhaven · 8 months
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vengeance paladin in a nutshell
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ravensmadreads · 1 year
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BESTIES!
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phantom-dunce · 1 year
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I am currently in a fort I made under my desk (permanent) and I cannot stress enough how much I feel like a animal in a zoo in its little hide
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opalandwoof · 2 years
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I did not sleep at all tonight and I am going feral!
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flannelepicurean · 1 year
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Yo, today in Fun Facts From Tumblr That I'm Gonna Be Extremely Abnormal About, that @one-time-i-dreamt post about height came back around, and I realized that Gerard Way is 1.0 Gokus tall, which gives my 1.00007-Vegetas-tall self AT LEAST 14.6 grillion Ferals of pure goblin energy.
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patheticphallacy · 10 months
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I never like fully announced it on here but I am nonbinary I use they/them pronouns the last time I properly used tumblr I hadn’t had two mental breakdowns and my dad and Nan were both still alive. What’s up.
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chaoszombi · 1 year
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I should do this
I have an urge to go and stand on my roof and just scream at passing cars. Would this be a feral urge or what?
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just a little something for the darling @yournowheregirl to wake up to! it sounds kinda dumb and insignificant, but i always appreciate your tags in the fun tag games that come across your dash and for always being one of the first that ask something from those ‘ask me’ posts i reblog! it makes me feel appreciated and i am super grateful every time 🥰🫶🥹
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There was meant to be two beds.
Steve specifically got a double king room for the goblins, and another room with two queens for him and Eddie.
So of course as soon as they got into Milwaukee the night before the D&D themed nerd fest, the (actually very nice) woman at the front desk says: “We had to swap around the rooms, but the two will still sleep all you boys, don’t worry!”
Whatever. That’s fine, right? They’ll all have a spot to sleep the next two nights they’re here for the kids’ (and Eddie’s) dragon game convention.
He gets back to their rented minivan and passes the key cards to Eddie in the passenger seat.
The van was just the first point of contention between him and the kids’ beloved Dragon Meister, followed closely by…everything else.
The first thing Eddie said when Steve showed up in the rented van was “King Steve is coming along on our journey?”, to which Steve could only respond with “This ‘super cool’ guy you assholes have been going on about this whole time is Eddie “The Freak” Munson? Really?”
Following closely behind are: the tapes and tapes of loud garbled ‘music’ Eddie insists on playing, his absolutely tragic way of unwrapping Steve’s burgers for him when they stop for lunch, the wariness Steve has in the first place about this being the guy Dustin wouldn’t stop talking so highly about…this nerdy, obnoxious, third-time senior…great.
“204 is the Hellions’ room, 207 is us.”
Eddie bends an arm backwards into the feral beast enclosure the second two rows have become over the last six hours and Steve’s surprised he still has his hand when it returns to the front.
Steve gets the van parked in the hotel’s garage, and they head up to their rooms.
“Alright, assholes,” he says to the somehow still rambunctious masses, “This is you guys, Make sure you’re up by eight so we—“
“Yeah Steve, we got it,” Dustin scoffs, “As if we’d risk being late to this.”
Steve rolls his eyes with a “Fine, goodnight.” and shuffles the few steps across the hall to his and Eddie’s door, leaving the troops to file into theirs.
The only thought in his head is of laying down and getting the fuck to sleep. It wasn’t even that late but—
“Oh you’ve got to be shitting me.”
So that’s what brings them here. To their one barely queen sized bed.
“I guess I’m on the floor then, huh?”
“I’m not about to let you sleep on the floor.”
“Oh, the King has chivalry does he?” Eddie rolls his eyes and throws his duffle onto the armchair in the corner.
“As much as you, asshole; I just want you to have the energy to corral the gremlins tomorrow.” Steve scrubs a hand down his face. “Look, we’ll just deal with it tonight and I’ll get another room tomorrow.” he lies. As if he’s got the cash for that.
Eddie looks him over, and seems to come to whatever conclusion he needs to because he says “Fine, but you better not be a blanket hog.”
Eddie’s the worst blanket hog Steve’s ever had the displeasure of knowing.
He thought Robin was bad, but this is something else.
Eddie’s fully a burrito within an hour of laying down. After a hearty, but silent, game of tug of war over the worn duvet.
Steve falls asleep angry and cold, and wakes up on a cloud.
He’s so warm and so entangled in the comforter, he can’t help but snuggle deeper into the pillow he’s clutched onto.
The pillow hums back at him and scoots itself under his chin with a sigh.
Steve squeezes tighter onto the pillow momentarily, but his curiosity of why his pillow’s making noise gets the better of him.
He cracks his eyes open, looking down at the thing in his arms.
It shifts as well, and Eddie Munson blinks up at him with those (holy shit…beautiful, deep, dark) doe eyes of his.
“Hi.” Steve breathes.
Eddie’s eyes flutter shut, and shuffles himself back into Steve’s neck.
Steve chooses to blame the still sleepy bit of him for curving himself back around Eddie.
“How’d you sleep?” Steve whispers into the now-bared hairline under the other man’s bangs.
“Fucking amazing…” Eddie mumbles, snaking an arm over Steve’s waist and settling a hand in the middle of his back. “How ‘bout you, Stevie?”
“Stevie, huh?” Steve chuckles.
It’s only then that Eddie seems to come to his senses, his head shooting up before he scrambles away, falling straight onto his back between the opposite side of the bed and the wall with an “Oof!” and a “Fuck!”
“Oh shit!” Steve shuffles off the bed and helps Eddie back up, ”You alright, Eds?”
“Yeah..yeah, I’m fine..” Steve gets Eddie back on his own two feet and (reluctantly) lets him go once he’s stable.
‘Reluctantly? Why reluctantly? What the hell??’
“Sorry I was all over you, not the greatest thing to wake up to, huh?” Eddie says, huffing a sardonic laugh under his breath.
Steve hums nonchalantly, “It wasn’t all bad, I slept pretty fucking amazing too.”
Eddie hums an acknowledgment, then: “I wouldn’t—“ Eddie starts at the same time Steve says “I should—“
“You go ahead,”
Eddie’s hands come up between them, spinning the rings on his fingers nervously. “I was going to say that…I.. Iwouldn’tmindifyoustayedtonight..too.”
Steve blinks. “Good thing I was going to say that I really should save my money.”
Eddie’s smile is slightly nervous, but there’s a hopeful tinge to it that Steve can only assume means what he thinks it does (hopes it does).
“Leaves me with more to spend on the Gremlins, right?” he shrugs.
Eddie beams. “Glad to know we’re on the same page, Harrington.”
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also, if you haven’t heard it recently: Alice, YOU’RE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE 🤩
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mothmanussy · 2 years
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Obsessed with feral characters, like hell yeah eat that couch
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