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im putting you in my basement so you can make more of these for me. Dw I'll feed you and give you lots of hugs (I don't have a basement)

the killerz

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The Running Game

WC: 850-865

Part of the backstory for my oc Billy Bunzy Trander - The Rabbit King

This is wayyy before he loses his mind and becomes a 'possessed' cult leader.

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Billy had always loved running around, aimlessly and in circles. When he was a child, when he still knew and loved his dad, they would often go into the woods and play The Running Game together.

The object was to run in the largest circle you around someone without getting dizzy, then you'd chase after the other person and tag them, making them the runner.

Billy would win most of the time, because his dad would let him, even if he was a much better runner than him, being a grown up and all. After a couple if rounds they would saunter into town for a snack.

This was during those times when people like them weren't seen as unnatural or dangerous, when they could enjoy whatever they did after playing all day.

But one day, seemingly like any other; something, or maybe even everything changed.

Billy and his dad, then know by his last name 'Trander', we're finishing up their second round of The Running Game. Billy had won again, much to his dad's lackluster 'dismay'. It was decided that since Trander was the loser (again) he'd get to be the runner and would have to chase Billy.

Putting on a sigh and an air of defeat, Trander stalked around his son; twisting, turning, skipping and getting faster whist making his circle larger.

When he finally decided his circke was wide enough, he playfully pointed his hands at Billy, who had been paying very little attention until then.

They both snapped into place: Trander, the hunter, the predator, the Chaser; Billy, the prey, the Runner.

But, instead of going immediately after him like he usually would, Trander said,

"Hey, Bill, I'll give you 45 seconds of a head start. Show how fast my genes are, I wanna see you kick up sand and dirt, kid!"

The sweet, angel like child could only nod and giggle hysterically while running away, the opposite direction of his father. When he guessed about 45 seconds were gone (,which in reality was actually an entire minute, unbeknownst to the little boy) he ducked down, under and into a 'shelter'.

It was a large hollow-ish log that had fallen into some sizable rocks; just enough space for a small child or two to comfortably hide inside.

He sat and stayed there for a while, hearing the occasional shout of his name and yelps of unrewarded 'GOTCHA's and 'FOUND YOU's.

Trander could make three guesses about where his son could be. But even though he knew where he was, he made no effort to actually look for him.

With a sigh, he called out almost half-heartedly,

"Hey, Buddy... I know you're out here somewhere! I will find you!...... Billyyyyy! BIILLYYY!"

Trander looked towards the large log and noticed his child's light up sneakers. He sighed and nodded, jogging further to the opposite side of the woods, away from the areas where he and his child could be seen playing by other people.

Nobody heard of him after that.

Billy stayed under the log for 3 hours. Once he decided to get up, he noticed how close to evening and sunset it was.

He called out for his dad but got no answer. Running back to the front of the woods, he saw his mom and some people who noticed them go into the woods earlier.

He rushed to his mother, unsure of what was really happening.

Mrs. Trander: Where's Papa, Bunny?

Billy: I no no Mama. We were pwaying d-da winning game and I was hiding so well he couwdn't f-find me... I'm so-sowy, Mama.

To Mrs. Trander, this would now be the saddest day of her life. To see her child cry tears of fear and to hear that her lover had disappeared was the worst thing to ever happen to her.

The amount of tears shed in those weeks after searching high and low for Trander were enough to make a large pond look like a small glass of water.

Billy Bunzy never played The Running Game again.

For a long time, about, 4-6 years, Joseph Trander was never heard from again.

Search parties came up empty and this only helped stoke the fire of rumors that the Faye folk and people called 'Worshippers of The Craft' were on the rise.

Bunzy had unfortunately got caught in the eye of the storm or nonsense. He and his mother were believed to be the reason Trander went missing, that they somehow transported him to the Faye Realm.

Bunzy doesn't care for his birth name anymore; he trashed it just as his father trashed them.

Tim Wright - Thicc and Sassy.

a message from the woods.

totally not about to cry on the toilet

goobers from an art/edit (or pmv..?) i made for an insta reel which is under the cut!! ^_^

RB to see how others think-- also, what territory you're from and version of English you speak! (this is to settle a thing I am pondering)

Let's go bitches

Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!

Keep it going

Hello, I'm Kariman Dohan. I am writing this letter to you feeling a state of sadness and grief, after the war on Gaza completely destroyed our lives😔🤕. I was working as a teacher for children, but the school was destroyed and I lost my job😭😭. My husband was a fisherman, but the fishing boat, which was our only source of income, was badly damaged and did not return. Usable. My young son, Hamoud,🥹 suffers from malnutrition due to the lack of food and the polluted water we drink. My husband, Ayman Alwan, and I are trying with all our might to survive😞💔, but the situation has become too much for us to bear. We are desperate to escape to a safe place where we can start over, but we don't have enough money to do so.💔💔💔😔🥺 Therefore, I ask you for your generosity and kindness to help us so that we can overcome this crisis. Please consider our situation and help as much as you can by donating and sharing the link.💔🍉🥹😭😭😭😭

My campaign was vetted by 90ghost🫂

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please help spread her message!!

mfker wouod be so ridiculously evil for no reason.

If he's Lex, then Yuji is Superman and that means Sukuna would find every way possible to ruin his day.

Like not even to kill him he'd probably throw a train at Yuji's house and when he realizes that Yuji survives he'd do some petty ass shit

Sabotaging his love life with rumours that sound like something he'd do

Switching out his favorite professor in his favorite class for a meaner one so Yuji can't enjoy school

Closing down his favorite restaurant

And probably butting heads with the Gojo clan's company.

I'm not smart enougj to right a fic about this so can someone else do it?

As much as I hate to admit it…. Sukuna in a modern au would be like a lex Luther typa guy.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Reblog if you need to scream

if i could write it would be OVER for u guys

^^^

Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.

This here is why that “cutting Florida off” shit doesn’t sit right with me

People love to use the south as a scapegoat and always end up sounding pretty classist and racist

hi

If you [ b l a c k ] reblog this.

don’t care what shade just reblog.

reblogging to keep myself sane

Ok but like. What the fuck is there to do on the internet anymore?

Idk when I was younger, you could just go and go and find exciting new websites full of whatever cool things you wanted to explore. An overabundance of ways to occupy your time online.

Now, it’s just… Social media. That’s it. Social media and news sites. And I’m tired of social media and I’m tired of the news.

Am I just like completely inept at finding new things or has the internet just fallen apart that much with the problems of SEO and web 3.0 turning everything into a same-site prison?

i want more vampire stories except they're from the Deep South and Appalachia with southern accents

nvm that poll from before (vote on it anyway pls); it's now canon that Suk eats babies/children because he has major cuteness aggression

learned cuteness aggression

#is it so bad that I actually want this kind of romance?

“they hated eachother!!! they tried to kill eachother!!” WRONG!!! THEY BOTH KNEW THE OTHER COULDNT DIE THEY JUST DID IT FOR THE THRILL AND RAGE!!!!! THEY SACRIFICED THEMSELVES FOR THE OTHER!!!! THEY PLAYED YOURE THE ONE THAT I WANT DURING THE FIGHT IN THE HONDA CIVIC!!!!!! WOLVERINE LITERALLY MOVED IN WITH DEADPOOL. IM NOT CRAZY.

ASK ME ANYTHING: But specifically about these characters listed below;

Billy (Bunzy) Trander:

16 y/o (current story line)

Best friends with Vik since they were kids

Hates Arista (and her girl cronies) with a burning passion

Likes: Rabbits, strawberry milk, grass, flowers, fairy lights, the color pink, fire, archery, basically any type of salad without steak and pork

Dislikes: Bears(in both senses of the word), apple pie, banana bread/pudding, steak, family tv & coming of age movies, pigs(also in both senses of the word), water/rain(he'll still play in it but it's just gloomy to him)

Viktor (Vik) Torian:

15 y/o

Best friends with Bunzy (it gets angsty as they go through school)

Is dating Arista even though she and Bunzy don't like each other (he's a sucker for women who're rude to him for some reason)

Likes: Wolfs, clouds, nature hikes, running shoes, lemon meringue pie, the color purple*, football and other messy sports, dogs, mud and dirt and bugs

Dislikes: Fruitcake, snakes, centipedes, cigarettes, half-hearted essays(courtesy of Bunzy), debating with groups of people instead of individuals (it gets messy), forced cultural practices, The Exorcist series

Arista Kayes:

15 y/o

Dating Vik, hates Bunzy with all of her guts

Likes: Foxes, Coffee Jelly(hello Saiki K fans), sharks, the color blue, study dates, debates(arguing), football, Lacrosse, sunrises, rain, giving orders

Dislikes: Mud and dirt and bugs, fairies(😶), frizzy hair, unkempt rooms, tornadoes, following orders, people who look at her too long, bad posture, people who don't follow orders

Caroline (Carry) Wakerman:

16 y/o

Fraternal twins with Sam, doesn't have many other close friends aside from Bunzy

Likes: birds and other aviary animals, dinosaurs, Chinese takeout, the color red, quiet research sessions, thunderstorms, wind, snow, chocolate cake, melted chocolate, cheese, flowers

Dislikes: foxes, snakes, ghost stories, summer time, posers (aka, gatekeeping wannabe's), lawnmowers, loud and large social settings, unfunny pick-up lines

Samuel ,(Sam) Wakerman:

16 y/o

Fraternal twins with Carry, has a lot more friends due to his outgoing personality

Likes: Any and all animals, fruitcake, apple pie, banana bread, the color red, progressive/helpful/decorative vandalism, computer games, capture the flag, exercise, scavenger hunts, history novels

Dislikes: Liars, con-men, rules, the color yellow, vampires, gatekeeping, studying, projects, depressing government mandated institutional facilities, the doctor's office

*The movie 'The Color Purple' doesn't exist in this universe.

Also I'm gonna upload some pictures of Carey, Sam and Arista at some point, don't worry.

Is there anything else you want to see?

Mosab Abu Toha, "Interlude", from his poetry collection Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear: Poems from Gaza, available for download here

11:00 pm mini rant

thinking about how elementary school me (2010's) didn't understand Yo Mama™ jokes and kept embarrassing herself when other kids tried to joke or tease her.

2-4th grade was not a fun time for me

Thinking about that time in 3rd grade where a boy was teasing me but I watched to many coming of age movies so I thought it was a •°`perfect`°• idea to try and 'start a roast war'

It went flawlessly /s

Totally didn't lose any aura points after that.

(Bro I think my aura was at like -2000 at that point because I'd always been a weird kid but never really know or understood it)

Thinking about how in 2nd(second) grade I had learned what up/down head nods meant so I yelled (💀🚪🤸🏾🧍🏾🤧) across the fucking cafeteria to one of my classmates* just to give him a nod up and receive one back 🫤💀

-300 aura

*I later realized that I somehow fancied this boy the tiniest 🤏🏾🤏🏾🤏🏾 bit for some godforsaken reason (he didn't like me for obvious reasons)

Realizing that I was actually Cringe™ as hell in elementary school and I still somehow had friends...

Rememberimg that time in 2018 when Dabbing™ was a thing and I hit a perfect one and some kid told me to do it again so I did

Istg I hope I never have to meet elementary school me

Also I went through a canon event (for girls)

I Hate Pink™ phase (pink is such a pretty color, it's not my favorite but I appreciate it)

I'm Not Like Other Girls™ phase

(I literally am. I love being like other girls. I love being a girls girl. I love girls(women))

....just why

#😭😂 #tfff what this means???

ur first and last recent emojis are ur gender now. mine is 🅱👨‍❤‍💋‍👨

LEGO - Rubber Duck 

deadpool and wolverine.

change my mind.

Boss is asleep, cannot stop me from frogposting