#finally live up to my urls

[lobotomizedtord]

totally normal ❤️💙

#tomtord #finally live up to my urls #dnt tag as kin/me plox #eddsworld #eddsworld tord #ew tord #tord #ew tom #tord eddsworld #eddsworld tom #tom eddsworld #tom ew #tord ew #eddsworld fanart #my snart #tom #🧨 #💙

[ruegarding]

imagine you're holding someone you love in your arms and you are begging her to live and she isn't even listening to you bc she's thinking of seeing someone else and she dies saying his name. i would've one-shot a drakon and dragged its corpse around too.

#ruegard #silena #clarisse #finally living up to my url #listen most of my ruegard thoughts are either already said or just me going. this is so fucked up. this is so fucked. #clarisse la rue #silena beauregard #min talks pjo

[furcorn]

#my singing monsters #msm #my art #finally living up to my url by posting furcorn images #also do u like my new icon my partner mdae it and i colored it

[pillxw-prince]

god i wanna be stuffed soooo bad but i'm too exhausted to do anything about it. if only two hard and aching men would come over, fulfilling my dreams of being fucked to oblivion, sandwiched between them with one in each hole? i'll be the perfect pillow prince and take it so well, making such pretty noises for you that you'll never wanna stop, promise 🥺

#ftm nsft #queer nsft #trans nsft #mlm nsft #t4t nsft #ftm bottom #ftm sub #transmasc nsft #k: so full #pillxw talks #k: pillow prince #finally living up to my url #k: dp #if there are any tags you think i should add please let me know

[ftdino]

DINO + SUPER (TEASER)

#seventeen #svt #svtcreations #dino #lee chan #usercotton #m: gifs #FINALLY LIVING UP TO MY URL WHO CHEERED

[password-door-lock]

Your hands are shaking as you punch in the code. This situation is so weird… the sun is barely even up yet; already, you’ve walked across the city to an obscenely expensive-looking apartment building, and now an awkward stranger wants you to just break into this apartment? You get nervous ordering food, so you don’t know what this Unknown fellow expects you to do once you actually get into the apartment. What if the owner’s in there? What if they attack you? What if they call the police? Even if they're not hostile, you have no clue how you're going to explain the situation to the owner— you aren't even sure where Unknown found the phone, or why he would expect its owner to be at home when he found it in a different country.

The lock beeps at you and flashes red. That must mean the code was incorrect, right? Oh god, is this a prank? What kind of person would text a random stranger, send them to a luxury apartment, and then give them a fake code to type in on the door so that they get arrested for attempting to break in? But then again, Unknown seemed relatively trustworthy in the chatroom, and if he was lying to you, surely he would have come up with something more believable than I need you to commit a crime to notify a stranger that I, another stranger, found their phone in a foreign country. You figure that it must be true, because who would go through the effort of constructing such an elaborate scam with a fake messenger app only to use such a flimsy lie? So you try the code again.

But your hands are still shaking, and you definitely type it in wrong again. This time, you know you pressed the 8 key twice— so, making sure to look at the numbers on your phone screen while you type this time, you enter the code again, and you get beeped at for a third time. You decide to cut your losses and just ask Unknown to confirm that he sent you the correct numbers.

MC: Hey I tried to type it in but it didn’t work MC: Can you double check to make sure it’s the right code?  Unknown: It’s correct. MC: Maybe the numbers on the phone aren’t actually related to the apartment?  Unknown: Haha  Unknown: Why don’t you try again?

He must be feeling really nervous about this phone— and no wonder. If he’s actually been using it to send messages all day, then he definitely stole the device. You type in the code again, but after a moment, you get that same red light and beeping noise. You try for a fifth time just to humor this weird stranger, but once again, it doesn’t work— and you were definitely copying directly from the string of numbers he sent you. Okay, well, maybe you should try it one more time, just for good measure— but the same thing happens again, and you’re pretty sure your finger slipped a little bit this time, because the lock blinks red and beeps before you’re even done entering the code. You’ve just started typing the numbers for a seventh time when you are startled by the sound of approaching footsteps. Your fingers slip again. 

“Why are you having so much trouble with such an easy job?” Someone asks, though their voice is heavily distorted. That’s probably not a good sign. 

“Please tell me that you live here,” you breathe, turning around to face the stranger. He’s wearing a mask, so the only part of his face that you can make out are his eyes. They’re a color that you have never seen before in nature, some bright blend of blue and green that, for whatever reason, shakes you to your core. That’s not even taking into consideration the choker or the tattoo or the leather jacket or the unlaced boots, though even when you do add all of those into the equation, you get the feeling that this guy is trouble. “I promise I’m not trying to break into your apartment. Well, I guess technically I am, but I wasn’t going to steal anything. By any chance, did you leave your phone in a foreign country? I don’t know which country, but, apparently some guy f—”

“The plan failed,” the stranger declares in that otherworldly robot voice. 

“Pardon?” 

The lock beeps at you again— it must have timed out or something— and you decide that the best thing you can do is try to type the code in one last time and escape into the apartment. If this guy owns the place, then you’re already fucked, but if he doesn’t, you can get away from him inside. Even if he sees you type the code, you can just lean on the door from the other side until he goes away. So you type in the numbers again, feeling his gaze boring into your back. Once again, you let it sit, and once again, the damn thing beeps at you— but you definitely typed in the right code! 

The stranger seems to find this incredibly amusing, if his cackling is any indication, and you can’t really blame him. It is a little funny that you can’t figure out how to use the lock. “You’re supposed to press the unlock button after you type the code, cutie. No wonder it was giving you such a hard time,” he talks down to you between peals of laughter. “Oh well. Now that you’ve seen me, I can’t let you go in there, anyway. I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to come with me.” 

You try pressing the unlock button, but it just beeps at you again. It must have been too long since you typed the code. Before you can input the numbers once again (by this point, you’ve practically memorized them) the stranger is dragging you away by the arm. He’s surprisingly strong. “You’re Unknown, aren’t you?” Maybe that should have occurred to you a little bit sooner, but in your defense, you were preoccupied with the password lock. 

The stranger does not offer any substantial reply to your inquiry; he only continues dragging you down the hall. “Shh,” he shushes you eventually, though you aren’t sure whether it’s a response to your earlier question or to your half-hearted struggling. For some reason, you’re much more confused than you are afraid. “You don’t need to know who I am.” 

“I was trying to type in the code, I swear,” you explain, “I’m just not very good with password locks… or number passwords in general. You know, one time I typed my PIN number into the microwave? And I’m glad I caught it, because I was just trying to reheat my tea, and here’s my little mug, stuck in the microwave for over an hour— don’t worry,  I took it out. And another time, I typed my phone password into the door for the employee room at work—” 

“I didn’t realize that I needed to think of something like that when I was choosing someone for my plan,” Unknown mutters, more to himself than to you. While you’re stunned silent, trying to process the many implications of his words, he manages to successfully drag you into the elevator and presses the button for the basement parking level. It occurs to you that you are probably stuck with this guy forever. He seems fun, at least. Maybe you’ll get a chance to ask him what the hell he was thinking, making up such a wild and unbelievable lie to snare you into entering a stranger’s apartment. If he’s dragging you away from it, then it’s obvious he doesn’t live there. “I’ll have to be more diligent next time— but I’ll be good to you. You can be my assistant... Yes.” He could not more obviously be making up his plan as he goes along. "I've always wanted an assistant."

“Oh, wow, what a coincidence,” you mutter under your breath, “I’ve always wanted to get dragged out of a luxury apartment building by a guy with a robot voice. This is a bucket list item for both of us.” 

He takes his mask off, which you take as a confirmation that he will never let you out of his sight again. “I’ll take you to paradise,” he assures you in his natural voice, which is just as unfairly beautiful as his face. The elevator doors open. “Come on.” 

Maybe it’s a bad idea, but despite the alarm bells still ringing in your head, you follow him out of the elevator.  

#I'm finally living up to my url lol #this has been sitting in my drafts forever and I finally got around to editing it this morning #I just feel like realistically I would cause a lot more trouble in a prologue bad end situation than the canon MC does #mystic messenger #mystic messenger drabble #choi saeran #saeran choi #unknown mystic messenger

[toxicoldmanyaoi]

pep & luis figo (text from 'mi gente, mi futbol' by pep guardiola)

#and when i argue that they were gay and in love then what #pep guardiola #luis figo #translation is a bit dodgy though ahh #finally living up to my url?

[vampiremotif]

@vampiremotif’s horror gif meme

the format is meant to be similar to the “get to know me” meme. where the the number of gifsets you do for each category is adaptable. feel free to tag #horrorgifmeme and @vampiremotif if you do it

[5] favorite vampires

[3] favorite witches

[2] favorite ghosts

[3] favorite werewolves

[5] favorite monsters

[4] favorite final girls

[2] favorite haunted houses

[3] favorite subgenres

[1] free space (your choice)

#finally living up to my url #gif meme #memes #gifs #horror #horroredit #horrorgifmeme #this is mostly for me bc i want to but itd be rad of others did as well

[jjongho]

seonghwa ∙ 220803 ∙ show champion interview

#seonghwa #ateez #ateezedit #ateez edit #atzsource #.* #rosieblr #today's seonghwa has me down bad ngl #but at least i’m finally living up to my url

[beakerhoneydew]

Dropping out of college to pursue my true passion of drawing muppets

#finally living up to my url #muppets

[hockeynoses]

#uhhhh bro..... what an insane post on the br/uins insta... #I want to get all up in there #living up to my url again finally

[bluk-berry-jam]

Pelipper mail; Secret santa.

[the package is a reused box containing a sketchbook and a couple of notes bound together with a paper clip.

The sketchbook has a spray painted cover with a finger-painted doodle of a grafaiai. The colours are… very vibrant.

On the top pile of the note, a message reads:

"Hey. I’m your secret Santa from rotomblr. I saw you have a Grafaiai too so I gave you something that might help with redirecting them from painting on furniture or clothing. It’s a paint-friendly sketchbook. And since I saw you’re a cook, I wrote down some of my friend’s recipes he was down to share. Happy Delibird day."

The recipes collected seem to mostly be sour and spicy meals. It ranges from pancakes, to stews, to sandwiches.]

@psyonicscream

WAHOO NEW RECIPES LETS GOOOOOOOO!

oh yeah the team's eating good tonightttttt!!!!! it's breakfast for dinner time

and Cadmium loves the sketchbook! finally I won't have to wash my aprons every two hours thank ARCEUS- (and the colors???? I love it ajshaihhsosh)

thank you so much!!!

#rotomblr secret santa #finally I'm living up to my url #pancakes with bluk berry jam and maple butter alrightttttt #also Cadmium likes ur finger paint <333 #cadmium the grafaiai #rotomblr #pokeblogging #pokemon irl #pokemon rp #rotumblr #pkmn irl #pokeblr #pokemon #irl pkmn #pokemon unreality

[autismagolor]

erm. edit of They

#FINALLY im living up to my current url again lmao #kirby #daroach #magolor #magoroach

[phcking-detective]

you find the funniest robot/computer themed textposts what is your secret

I am so so so sososo SO chronically online, thank you for asking!

#pull the trigger piglet #I probably do need to log off and touch grass #but everything is frozen outside #I literally couldn't get back into my driveway last night #bc I live on a hill and I am not a good driver #just slid down the hill an extra two houses and finally scooted up next to the curb #like yeah! I MEANT to park here!! #in front of some random neighbor's house ;n; #detroitbecomeonline #holy fuck just read your url alkdjsafkdsj #I'm doing it king!!! #I sure the fuck AM online

[lord-shitbox]

They needto invent toilets that don't splash when you shit in them

#shitboxposting #. FINALLY IM LIVING UP TO MY FUCKING URL

[the-kipsabian]

i want a chris icon

#i havent had anything but kip icons for months asdfghjkl #i could finally live up to my url...... #i dont wanna create tho im so tired today lmao #oh decisions...... #night is an absolute mess on main