#heedingcalls

[therealricksanchezpleasestandup]

For @heedingcalls - Miss Kitty

It's been quite some time since he visited Miss Kitty. Rick's not a man who has been the best at contact with anyone in... Well, general. Some folks took it better than others--it depended on the person and the relationship.

He sent a shrank down letter to meet up with her away from the rest of mouse civilization. Again--not to freak anyone out. And... If he really wanted to mingle with that society, he'd turn himself into a mouse. ...An idea for a later time.

For now, he waits, sitting down on the ground outside of a shop, out of the way of folks and most people with it being late.

He's not sure if she'd show up or not, but time will tell.

#threads; #heedingcalls

[idyllicserendipity]

A drawing of your HH or HB muse (Mutuals only!)

@heedingcalls ❤️💕

#(First time drawing him-- I think I sorta got his shapes figured out-- at least the top half ouo 💦) #ﾐ mun's art 彡 #heedingcalls

[dramatiique]

@heedingcalls

What could he say about Ewen High School? Not much, honestly. It was the same as any other school he'd attended throughout America, and that wasn't exactly a good thing. Chamberlain itself was interesting; it was one of those small towns where everyone seemed to be all up in each other's business, treating outsiders with a suspicious eye. At least, that's what it felt like to JD.

Currently, he was stood in the school grounds, back against a wall as he snuck a quick cigarette while getting a lay of the land. After just a few days of being here, he'd already decided who he didn't like. It was always the same type of people no matter what school he attended — the spoiled little princesses who thought themselves better than everyone just because their daddies never learned to say no. Then there was the jock types who strut around as if they owned the place, their egos far bigger than the pea-sized brain they often struggled to use. And then came all the people who supported such types, unwilling to stand against the bullies for fear they'd paint a huge target on their back, advertising themselves as the next victim.

There was a small crowd gathering nearby, surrounding something that JD couldn't see. However, the laughing and jeering reached his ears and he rolled his eyes at how predictable it all was — this was just the atmosphere of high school. It was now considered the norm and no faculty members would do a damn thing to stop it.

He watched for a moment longer, wondering who was caught in the middle of it all. Part of him wanted to wait and see if the victim would stand up for themselves — a harsh lesson he'd learned through experiences similar to this — but he also wanted to step in and defend the person so that they had someone in their corner.

However, when he pushed away from the wall and stubbed out his cigarette, the bullies appeared to grow bored with the situation and sashayed off, led by a stuck-up looking girl. As expected, the onlookers were quick to take their leave as well, snippets of their conversations drifting over to JD— something about a "scary white", whatever that meant. Looks were also cast his way as he neared the figure hunched on the ground. He couldn't catch a glimpse of the girl's face, her blonde hair hiding it from view.

"It appears assholery is in abundance here," He commented as he crouched to her level, making himself look more approachable despite his all-black clothing. "You need a hand getting up?"

#heedingcalls #&; ( jd ic ) #&; jd verse ( main )

[champagneandcaviar]

@heedingcalls / @heedingsins continued from x

Ratigan hummed contently as she turned and began to pepper her own touch and kisses across his face, chest and shoulder. There was a hungry rumble in the back of his throat as Kitty eased him, teased him onwards.

"Anything?" He smirked dangerously and scooped the woman up into his arms, his face close to hers as reddish eyes glinted lustfully at her own. "Let us head somewhere more private then, my dear~"

#new icon debut!!! #heedingcalls #heedingsins

[flxshy]

@heedingcalls ( x )

How had he got himself captured again? Wasn't he supposed to be slippery? Something he had prided himself on and bragged to Asmodeus that he was. It was his reasoning for being able to get out of the castle once in awhile.

"Ah- come on you act like you know me.... Striker was it?"

The jester squirms to at least see the hired hitman. A sneer on his face at the friendly words of the serpent.

"Why on satan's hell would I be sick of you? Not the fact that you tied my ass up when I was on a lube run!"

Of course that was a lie, he was getting milk. Not that he needed to know that. Clearly there was something about sexual jokes that threw the assassin off his game.

"What's on your mind mate?"

#;; replies #;; muse : fizzarolli #heedingcalls #// oh please theyre clearly besties #// bonding over some kinky bindings

[bitofthisandthat]

🎔 + Pickles and Holli

Send Me 🎔 + A Ship And I'll Tell You:

@codenamejudas | @heedingcalls

( Ha! Thank you! Someone's old skool on this blogwatch ;] )

PICKLES x HOLLI WOULD.

Who wins a prize at a carnival/fair/festival: Even wasted, Pickles will win her any tacky prize or stuffed animal her heart desires. She revs him up to win, and he delivers. If he fails, he just threatens punches and pays off the carney.

Who does most of the cooking: Ha! If they're at Mordhaus, his gourmet chefs are doing all the cooking/serving. If they're at Holli's flat, I'm sure it's take-out city. They both make great cocktails and finger food. But let's be real...these 2 do NOT cook.

Who does most of the shopping: They both do...in a way. If you're talking non-food stuff like toiletries and pharmacy, Holli does it more than him. If it's food, he's getting them the groceries. For clothes it's HOLLI. You need to drag Pickles by the ankles, dragging his nails in the gravel all the way to get him to go clothes shopping. He hates it.

Who is hopeless at board games: Holli. Because Pickles grew up playing them non-stop in Tomahawk as a normal family "bonding" activity, much to his chagrin. And now, the band plays board games on their down time when they're off the road. So he's gotten very good at a lot of them. She'd.......rather not. Unless Skwisgaar is playing, and then all bets are off, she wants to murder him in whatever they're playing out of spite, and Pickles wants to watch. (Am I wrong Summer??)

Who is always trying to make the other laugh: Pickles, because he loves her smile and feels he's doing something right if he can make his lady crack up. Yes, it's not ALL about partying and smex with them! He considers himself very lucky to have scored a babe like Holli, so he loves entertaining her.

Who has a tendency to give out TMI: It depends. It's 50/50. These two have zero filters and lots of issues...

Who does more DIY projects: It's really not either of their thing...they both would rather pay someone to fix something and then they can sit back and be lazy. Pickles CAN fix things, and he does when he needs to, but eh. Meh. Nah.

Who is the big spoon: If it's normal time, Pickles. He loves to wrap around her and be protective. But if it's a dark time for him, and he's been in a bad mood, a bad place, Holli will be the big spoon to comfort him.

Who gives more casual affection: Holli; as handsy as he can be, he still holds back being too needy and give her some space. But she has no problems being soft and giving him the random boops and strokes and little bits of affection as she goes along her day.

Who reads to whom: They read in silence near each other. Anything either one of them reads out loud to the other is for bitching purposes only. Like reading a stupid article on an event, some critic's opinion, or just something weird they find worthy of complaint. They will read it like: "Hey--Listen to what this asshole said: ..." and then roast it together.

Who brings drinks and food without being asked: Both. For being such trash, these two take care of each other nonstop.

#codenamejudas #heedingcalls #Ship HC Meme! #SHE LIKES TO PULL MY HAIR WHEN I MAKE HER GRIND HER TEETH || PICKLES X HOLLI WOULD #{ Makes me miss their trash antics XD They are Gross. But they genuinely care about each other }

[scrivellc]

She knows she’s late and she knows it’s lame. But, Holli had a little gift for the dentist. She clears her throat, pushing a facade of coolness. She smiles and tosses a little black bag at him. “I know you probably got a hundred of these but I saw it and thought of you.” Inside the bag is a metal component, about 3-4 inches long. It’s silver but brushed darker, aged but clean. Even with its plainness, it still glints in the light, especially when opened. The lighter is heavy and durable. The inside has a wick and lighter component, freshly changed out and filled with fluid for its use.

“Thought you’d look a lot cooler with something notable to light your cigs than just one of those breakable shits.” And the letters D.D.S are engraved into its metal. THAT was just for him. She steps awkwardly and shrugs. “Merry late Christmas. Or whatever. Sorry if it’s stupid.” (Holli said Orin gets a thing)

@heedingcalls

Orin was glad the holidays were over, and he was ready to get on with the rest of the year. He hardly acknowledged them let alone celebrated, so it was that much more surprising when a gift fell into his lap. And a gift from Holli at that. Sure, he spoiled her plenty throughout the year and was perfectly happy to do so, but up until this point they hadn't really done any sorta holiday specific stuff. That was more for people who were properly dating as opposed to....well, maybe they were dating, but neither of them seemed interested on defining their whole situation. Though with the gift being belated, Orin found it much more appropriate and much more like them. "It's not stupid at all, Holli," he said, still looking down at the lighter in his hand, running his thumb over the engraving. It had definitely not come like that, and the dawning realization that Holli had taken the time not just to get a gift for him but to get it personalized as well. She may have been acting cool, but even Orin could tell this had taken some effort and care on her part. "It's real sweet actually. Guess you must like me a little?" he asked, the soft smile on his face broadening to more of a playful grin. "I'll have to spoil you extra."

#Orin is totally definitely not emotional about it why do you ask #Congratulations Holli. You caught him totally off guard lol #ALSO HELLO #heedingcalls #(Now Spit) Asks #(At the Office) IC

[gethellbcnt]

@heedingcalls ♥'d for stella !

❝ that bastard has me doing all the planning for Via's birthday, and he suddenly has other plans ?! fucking typical ! ❞

#◜stella: in character.◞ #heedingcalls #heedingcalls striker #// HEE HEE buddy gets to see her go off abt her dottr

[shadowzgather]

"You'd be surprised how often horses come up in my line of work."

#crack #Valentino #dash commentary #heedingcalls #They may not be talking about the same type of horses #Suggestive tw

[questionablemuses]

Chaz just over here at Summer's muses like, 'Wtf did I do?'

#heedingcalls #( discord shenans ) #( I'm so sorry he's like this :') )

[gctchell]

@heedingcalls said: striker : nothing will end well for me here. why is there not an option to just LEAVE?

"Because that would lead to no monetary gain for you, now would it?" Click went the fine china on the saucer, snowflakes flitting about beneath its porcelain. "I've paid you handsomely, haven't I? Isn't that worth some positive choice?"

#(( SKFSAKDFKASDF WHEEZE )) #(( ~ MONEY MONEY MONEY. MUST BE FUNNY. . . . . ~ )) #heedingcalls #heedingcalls; striker. #[ stella; ic. ] #(( man clawing at the exit door but it's sealed S H U T ))

[champagneandcaviar]

Kitty is looking up at him. Big eyes. All Expectantly. She bounces on her heels and her tail whips behind her erratically. Look at her. LOOK AT HER, RATIGAN. She missed you. She's trying so hard to be calm about it. It's not working. She's normally collected, at ease or playful-- his mere existence has her going borderline manic.

LOOK AT HER SO SHE CAN GREET YOU PROPERLY, DAMMIT.

Ratigan was done yelling and pointing at his men as they dragged away his luggage and various wrapped goods. He had been away too long, they have become compliment and SOFT, not as anxious at his presence... One show of the bell and they whipped back into shape.

It was when they finally managed to stumbled through the doors of his lair and home with the last bag when he turned and saw his beautiful little Songbird. She looked grumpy, but also with that hint of excitement and glee upon seeing him.

"Kitty, my lovely little songbird!" He cooed and spread his arms out towards her, trying to ignore his fluttering and adoring heart.

#HE MISSED YOU TOO KITTY <£ #heedingcalls

[k1ttyb0t]

          ✱  [ ♡ ➜ 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗔 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗖𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 / @heedingcalls ] :     Kitty’s red optics light up in glee how they always do when Valentino displays his better moods. When Valentino is happy, Kitty’s happy! Not only does he call her sweet names, but it’s almost like he enjoys her company. As a Robo Fizz who had been literally commissioned just for him, this fulfills her programming’s objective — for her, this is a success. She leans into his touch just ever so, enjoying every second that passes.

          Oh yes, this is much better than when he’s in a cross mood — flicking his cigarettes on her, throwing projectiles, smashing her into tiny bits. These moments? They are divine. Quickly rushing into action, she returns with a tray filled with several drinks of his choosing, “« 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙳𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺! »”

#heedingcalls #➔ 𝗥𝗣.𝗗𝗢𝗖𝗫 / 🎔 ━ threads #➔ 𝗥𝗣.𝗗𝗢𝗖𝗫 / 🎔 ━ in character

[bitofthisandthat]

@heedingcalls [ FROM HERE ]

The lucky gander nods nonchalantly at the rooster to his right, and in turn, gives a green-eyed wink at the random army candy to his left. He doesn’t need her ‘lucky’ blow on the dice, he’s just leading her on in hopes for some fun-time with her later--the usual Gladstone con. His OWN luck is all he needs to win big, but hey, the ladies love it, and the fellow slick-backs like himself find it amusing when he wins big and gives everyone a chip or two for witnessing his magical gift. 

He just hopes the dealers here don’t suspect he’s cheating (again) and gets kicked out (again).

“Hey, I never turn down a free drink, it’s bad juju, if you get me.” He chuckles, nudging the sequined girl, “What even or odd, cookie?” She bumbles for a moment before settling on even.

He tosses the dice on the table, and it wobbles a bit, the crowd gasping in anticipation as it falls between odd and even, the dice hinging on its edge, falling on an ODD number. The crowd sighs in collected disappointment, but the emerald goose smirks to himself, tucking at his designer jacket with cocky indifference.

Suddenly, the dice inexplicably wobbles again, finally falling flatly on EVEN.

“Annnnnd I believe the house owes me some big money, there chief."

If the dealer’s eyes got any larger, or they’d fall out of his head. He just dully hits the call button to summon the winnings clerk, completely dumbfounded at what he saw. Meanwhile, the bouncy gal is squealing and cheering over the whole ordeal. She, like everyone else, was certain it was going to be a big loss for the half-duck. But for now, all she cares about is her big fat chip that was promised--and how she's ready to spend it in that designer gift shop, thanks to...what was his name again?

Glad collects a handful of mass of winnings and tosses everyone their 'tip,' nodding to the clerk to take all the rest of his winnings to the payout offices. He’s done this before...many. Many. Many. Times. “Anyway, another night, another table, another big win for moi.” He plucks a $500 chip from the remaining small pile in his pocket, and hands it casually to the metal-billed rooster.

“Gotta spread it, or the party ends--you know how it goes.”

#heedingcalls #rp #C: Steelbeak ( heedingcalls ) #🍀GLADSTONE GANDER🍀 #V: UPTOWN; DOWNTOWN? WHO CARES I WIN WHEREVER I GO || GLADSTONE DWD VERSE #{ I had to redo the thread because we started this prior to the update when you could clip/edit :/ }

[captainseamech]

//SUMMEER

#🛳 | outside the ship / ooc #🌊 | watching over seas / dash comm #heedingcalls #[ THE WAY I YELLED SAHDAKJSDAK ] #[ THIS IS ALL /POS BTW SAHDÇKJASN ] #tbd.