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One Nice Bug Per Day
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AnasAbdin
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ooc: slowly thinking about rebooting abby + wolfsong + skoll to make her more of a fandomless/multifandom/etc oc. would anyone be interested in interacting with her?
heads up!
To my current RP partners:
@isooto @worldwearyjedi @becamealegend @errantson @geonosisorphan @iamnojedi @ulazrecfareema @forceborn @soliislux @spacebabeswithguns @chosenbytherebellion @darksidewalker @thezabrakassassin and anyone else I may have missed, or have yet to RP with
With some of the recent bullshit tungle.hell has been pulling, I’ve had to think long and hard about my continued presence on this site. With Tumblr’s ‘ban on NSFW’ targeting sex workers + sex positive blogs, non-NSFW works (especially the works of LGBTQA+ and activists), the arbitrary deletion of some accounts at random, and the recent ‘glitch’ where new blog posts are NOT shown on the first page, I’ve reached my decision. I will be moving entirely to Discord to roleplay until a viable alternative to Tumblr arises. My Discord, if you do not have it, is:
If you wish to continue RPing with me, I will gladly create an RP server for us to continue our threads or start new ones! I also run a STAR WARS RP COMMUNITY SERVER; primarily, it serves as a community for RPers to hang out, plot, connect, and otherwise chill out, but I’m very glad to extend the invitation to join to any and all.
Alternatively, I have a pillowfort account for my main account, but it’s very unpopulated atm. I love you guys <3 - Collie
To my RP fam over here - This is where I’ll be!! <3
Terrible First Meeting Starters
For breaking the ice in the worst possible way, featuring themes including: kidnapping, murder, stalking, injury, monsters, and just general meanness. [Brackets] indicate spaces to include your own words to personalize your ask!
“Wh-who are you? Where are we? Why are we tied up together?!” “You almost killed me, so no, it’s not nice to meet you.” “Oh my god, are you okay? Should I call an ambulance?” “I wondered when you were going to wake up. You almost didn’t survive.” “Get out of my way before I move you myself.” “Please, let me out of here!” “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a [monster/vampire/demon/etc] before.” “Hey. Pretend you were waiting for me. You’re being followed.” “You don’t know me, but something terrible is going to happen.” “You’re in the wrong place at the wrong time.” “Please, someone help!” “You shouldn’t be out here all by yourself this late at night.” “Stop shining that flashlight on me! I’m not a damn ghost!” “I’m sorry if I hurt you.” “Shh, don’t scream! I’m not trying to attack you!” “I’ve never seen anything like you before.” “Stand right there and don’t get any closer!” “Now that you’ve seen this, I can’t let you leave and just tell anyone.” “Ugh, my head. What happened to us?” “Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?” “If you come near me, I will scream at the top of my lungs.” “Holy shit. What have you done?!” “Is that blood? Is that YOUR blood?” “Don’t panic, I can explain!” “I promise you, this isn’t what it looks like.” “I won’t hurt you if you just keep your mouth shut.” “Who are you? Where are you taking me?!” “This is for your own safety. I’ll explain later.” “What the hell was that thing back there?!” “There’s something wrong with me. I need your help!” “Please, someone, there’s been an emergency!” “You can’t leave. You’re a witness and now you’ve involved.” “I’m being hunted, and now they’ve seen you too.” “If you believe in any god, I suggest praying to them now.” “Shh! Hide here, and don’t move a muscle.” “Can I walk with you? I think I’m being followed.” “I’m so sorry. I don’t like tricking people, but I had to lure you here.” “Fuck off, this is private property!” “I’ve seen some weird shit, but you’re something else.” “Oh my god. Are you a [monster/demon/angel/etc]?” “Don’t look at me like that, with those eyes.” “That isn’t your blood. What did you do?” “I promise not to tell anyone, just let me go!” “Come with me. I want to show you something.” “You’re not going to eat me, are you?” “You should never have approached me. You don’t know who you’re dealing with.” “Go away, I’m not looking for a conversation.” “You don’t just follow people to their homes! I’m calling the police.” “Please, I’ll do anything, just untie me!” “I’m sorry if I scared you.” “I had to tie you up. You didn’t leave me any other choice.” “I don’t even know you. What do you mean, I ‘have’ to go with you?” “We almost died back there. Maybe we should introduce ourselves.” “Let go of me!” “I’m hurt. Please, I need you to call an ambulance for me.” “You have to come with me, something bad is about to happen!” “I’m not leaving until you tell me why you’ve been following me!” “Seeing as we may not survive, I should tell you my name. It’s [name].”
ooc: so i’m. poking my head in here again after seven months as my muse hiatus suddenly ended, and I am interested in getting abigail going again. This is just a shoutout to anyone who might be interested in an rp, as I’m going to be starting afresh <3

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It cracked me up
Dog Meme - All Dog Are Puppy (Vector)
http://www.360fov.net/memes/dog-meme-dog-puppy-vector/
Look at this puppy
Puppy?
Yes Puppy!
All dog are puppy!
#AllDogArePuppy, #AllDogArePuppyMeme, #DogMemes, #FunnyDogMemes, #FunnyDogs
Happy, happy dog
@analogdogs enjoy this

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Vision aka my smol android son
Reblog the good luck pupper and your day will bring something good!
When your RP buddy has written out an amazing response you can't possibly match and you're feeling the pressure:
ooc: i have some replies finally posted now that wifi isn’t being awful here at the resort, but without icons because I don’t want to push my luck in trying to upload actual images :”D
angrychesticles:
“Hulk not mommy.” The giant huffs. He didn’t understand how he could be a chicken, let alone a mother! He didn’t have any kids. And he’d be a father anyways. It seemed like humans just loved confusing him.
He rolls his eyes as Abby hurts herself, just like he thought she might. He swiftly picks his friend up in one hand, carrying her as he walked. “Abby silly and frag - frage - ” He pouts, looking for the word. “Weak. Hulk help. Hulk strong and tough.”
“You’re acting like one,” She tells him affectionately, and, upon seeing his confusion, she added, “It’s just a saying. A mother hen is someone who fusses, like you are right no-“ And on that ‘now’, she gave a bit of a startled squawk as giant green hands scooped her up, tucking her into the crook of an arm much like one might carry a baby. “Please warn me next time,” Abby wheezed, willing her heartbeat to settle before she poked at a pectoral and teased, “-You big Mother Hulk, you! You’re even carrying me like a baby. I can walk on my own, you know, I’m not weak or fragile. It was just a rock. I step on them all the time.”

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angrychesticles:
It was odd, seeing the aftermath of a change from this side. From the outside. Personally seeing how weak and tired it could make someone. It almost makes him feel bad for Puny Banner. Almost. He did, after all, have plenty of reasons to hate his other. Trying for years to get rid of him in one way or another, even attempting to kill his greener half on occasion. So yeah, definitely not forgiving Banner for anything. But it did make him fell just a bit sympathetic for him.
“M Abby?” No, that wasn’t it. “Abby.” That sounded much better. Short name too, should be easy to remember. He watches his small friend look around in confusion, eyebrows raising at the rumble of his stomach. “Cave. Safe cave.” He wasn’t sure what else to say about their location. He didn’t know if they were nearby any cities or what state they were in. …Honestly, he wasn’t even sure about the country they were in at the moment. “Abby hungry? Hulk can find food.” On the other hand, he wasn’t too keen on leaving his friend like this.
She had no idea where she was, and, apparently, neither did her newfound companion. The young woman tried hard not to start panicking right then and there – he’d said they were safe, and she was inclined to believe him purely because he was a giant green man who she had vague memories of from her time as the wolf, and from before, but they were fuzzy enough that she couldn’t quite clearly recall them quite yet. The wolf trusted him, apparently, enough to be comfortable in (finally) letting her human half out, so there had to be something said for that. On the word ‘food’, Abby visibly perked up. “Food?” she parroted back, hopeful and eager in a way that was more canine that human, “What food?” And then she remembered herself and the existence of manners and politeness and added, “-Yes, yes please, I’m very hungry.” Her empty belly gave another rumble as if to agree. She shivered, the cool subterranean air raising gooseflesh on her now fur-coat-less skin, and subconsciously huddled closer to her larger and warmer new friend.
ramshacklemuses:
“Wait—are you giving a press conference too?” Moana asked, perking up eagerly. “That’s so exciting! Congratulations to you, too! Is this your first time speaking at the UN? Well, you’re so young, I guess it probably is, but, I dunno, you could be a prodigy of some kind.” Like me, the addition went unsaid, as Moana had been raised to be polite among her many other enviable qualities.
She was so excited to be meeting someone else from the summit she almost missed her name being called. Except that it was a white person saying it, so they said it more like Mona than Mo-ah-na, and she always recognized when white people said it wrong. “Thank you!” she said cheerfully to the barista, then turned back to her companion. “There’s only one Starbucks in my whole country, you know, and you have to drive an hour to get there from my house, so this is a really big deal for me. Oh—I’m Moana, by the way, the chief of Motunui. We’re joining the UN, that’s why I’m here.”
“Yes, I- I mean, yes to all of that-“ This girl talked so fast, and it was so early in the morning before her customary hot chocolate that Abby’s brain had a hard time keeping up. “-But not a prodigy, not really-” Just the one who was going to be baptized by press conference fire within the next few hours. She wasn’t quite sure how talking in front of a camera was part of her training.
The barista called the other girl’s name apparently, and it was just familiar enough that Abby felt she should probably know itk, but couldn’t remember where from. “Huh, only one? I thought they were everywhere, like Mcdonalds,” But oh! Driving an hour to a favorite coffee shop was something she could strongly empathize with. “I feel you there – there’s like only one Tim Hortons in New York, and I’m staying up state and don’t get much opportunity to get out much. I mean, we can order it in, but it’s not the same. It doesn’t taste the same. It’s not the same experience.” Even though the Timmies’ here were vastly different from Canada, but still, it was a little taste of home.
And then the girl spoke her name, and Abigail realized where she knew her from. Moana. The Moana. Abby gaped and nearly missed her own name being called – correctly pronounced, but the cup said ‘Abygale’, but she was too busy being shocked to be annoyed by it. First time meeting royalty, and it was in Starbucks, what was her life? “Oh my gosh, wow, I’m- well, hi, I’m Abigail, and I, uh, I guess I’m one of the newest Avengers. Motunui’s joining the UN? I always thought you were already a part of it, but I guess I wasn’t paying enough attention. Congratulations!”