a reboot of this blog may or may not be in the works.
go ahead, turn me in to whatever you wanta bird, a worm… i don’t care anymore. every time you don’t like what i have to say, you CHANGE me. graphic credit.
❛ && I’M GOING HOME. ❜
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THIS BLOG IS ON A BRIEF HIATUS.
THIS BLOG IS ON A BRIEF HIATUS.
❛ A DOG CAN SEVERELY DISLIKE other dogs, madame, but that does not automatically render that dog a cat. Aye–? ❜
❝ —— I detest cats. I’m severely allergic, you see, one touch and my eyes swell up, my nose is an absolute river of mess and sick, it’s awful, really. Are you allergic to humans, then? I’ve not heard you sneeze once. My god, can you imagine being allergic to yourself? An absolute terror, that’d be,❞
❛ A TERROR, indeed. thankfully, as of the last time i checked, i lack any allergic reactions when faced with myself.
are you aware, some are allergic to the SUN--? ❜
☆.。.:* confiidant.
❛ AT ‘IS POINT, I DOUBT ‘ey’ll ‘ave any reason t’believe we WEREN’T involved. ❜
❝ EXACTLY, & I REFUSE to go down for something i didn’t do. why should i have to spend hours being questioned by the cops? ❞
❛ 'ND YET, THIS ALL COULD ‘have been hilariously avoided had you called the law IMMEDIATELY instead of waiting ten buggering years. ❜
( @confiidant || ❤’d the thing ;; ✘ )
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his attention was drawn to the sudden s k i t t e r i n g noise to his left. pointed ears twitched to the sound, brow furrowing in confusion until he saw the stark abyss shade of feathers adorned in a small form of a raven sat beside him. a huff through his nostrils melded into a chuckle. ❛ ━━━ ━ hallo zhere, mein Freund ! ❜
the avian creature c r a w s harshly into the air towards the greeting; the clamor of silken, RUFFLING feathers whispering into the air as he recollects his equilibrium.
his movements are sudden, though a powerful beak is careful in pruning through his wardrobe -- assuring that he reattained an acceptable neatness that wind so inconsiderately tended to disturb. he persists for only MOMENTS before a croon is offered in response.
hello,
gives the birb crest scratchies.
aye aye loki chest scratchies feels so gud
ah yes, my favorite time on any of my blogs – getting to gush about YOU GUYS. i remember when i started writing loki and was incredibly nervous, but my welcome here has been nothing short of amazing, and this is very much in thanks to all of you! writing with each and every single one of you is an absolute treat and the talent that i get to see every day on my dashboard is mindblowing. i cannot wait to interact more, and thank you all for liking my loki enough to stick around! ♥
Sam Riley ft. angelic lens flares in Das Finstere Tal.
i see you’re paying attention to someone who is not me. why is that.
-feeds u breb && birb sed-
awyiss i am such good birb i get breb and birb sed
For all my roleplay partners:
Never hold your muse back. For real. If your muse wants to lash out at mine, or kiss mine, or tell mine a horrible secret, or slam mine against a wall — go for it. Don’t ever feel like I’ll get your reply and judge you or your muse. Your character has specific feelings, instincts, and desires, and if they want to do something, don’t hold them back. I want to roleplay with your muse in their entirety, the whole truth of your character, not a watered-down version. Never feel nervous — just let it happen as it happens, and it’ll all be great.
if the crow is nice IT GOES 2 THE PARK
croW IS NICE PLS PARK
&& great care is taken in brushing the remnant from dark fabric.
❛ W’OSN’T O’ERLY keen on HUMANS, m’self – w’ot until I ‘ad to be, anyway. ❜
❝Not fond of humans? Well, that’s rather difficult, seeing as you yourself are one.❞ Serpentine is the Queen’s tepid timbre, profoundly satisfied in watching the small nuisance fall. ❝Unless you’re not. Oh! Oh, that’d be interesting, wouldn’t it?❞
❛ A DOG CAN SEVERELY DISLIKE other dogs, madame, but that does not automatically render that dog a cat. Aye--? ❜