Vehicular Manslaughter, In What Vehicle.

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what fucking addictive substance did they put in deal with destiny. it's about to fuck up my whole spotify wrapped

Empires SMP has a GSA but it's just Scott, Joey, Lizzie, and Shubble sitting around and talking shit about the other empires.

ex crumbs 🤲🛐 ; what would’ve happened if boris hadn’t been full and/or ex had gotten bit?? how would x have reacted? etc ; please i am so curious hdjshs -🧨

Boris cocked his head, his eyes lingering on the space where Ex’s throat was hidden by his armor.

“You know, I’ve been looking forward to a bit of a challenge,” he drawled. 

Ex bristled, made his threats, raised his sword. He came here to rid his territory of this fiend, and he wasn’t going to let a few ominous words dissuade him. 

The fight was messy. Neither could land a hit, and X was losing his temper, taking riskier swings, and he probably shouldn’t be so reckless, probably should have thought this through, but then again, when had he ever thought something like this through before? 

Boris’ foot slammed into Ex’s knee and his leg buckled, sending him crashing unceremoniously to the floor. Before he could recover, there were clawed fingers scrambling at his helmet, trying to pry it from his head. Ex struck out with a kick, missing, and was rewarded by having his head lifted from the ground, only to be slammed back down onto the jagged rocks. His helmet softened the blow, and the second, until on the third, spidery cracks began to creep across his visor. 

With a final grunt of exertion, Boris pried the damaged helmet from Ex’s head and wrenched his chin to the side, finally sinking his fangs into his now exposed neck. 

Ex swore, oh heck did that hurt, and really, this was what he got for being such a derp and doing this on his own. And wow, he was probably really concussed, too, the world probably shouldn’t be spinning like that, or maybe that was blood loss. 

After a moment, Boris dropped his grip, rearing back with a look of disgust and wiping at the dribble of blood on his chin. 

“What the- What are you?” he grimaced, staring at the smear of red on his hand with a good deal of confusion. 

Too tired to really respond, Ex just held up a particularly impolite hand gesture and promptly passed the heck out.

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Thankyou so much for the ask! :D :D

As for how X would have reacted; I think mostly the same, only he would have been a lot harder to calm down. Boris already got what he wanted, though, so he was really only peckish. Ex should be fine. Probably.

deeply deeply exhausted with the way everyone seems to think it’s perfectly okay to relentlessly make fun of how trans men and transmasc people look

i see it everywhere, from cis people and other trans people (including other trans men and transmascs — thanks internalized transphobia). no one has any qualms about just...throwing as many “jokes” and criticisms at us as they possibly can. if it boils down to calling transmasculinity ugly, it’s fair game to them and i’m sick of it

no one wants to hear about how bad you think our facial hair is. no one wants to hear your comments about our acne or hairlines. no one wants to hear about how upset you would be if you had our scars. no one wants to hear about how gross you think bottom growth is. nobody asked for your opinions on our bodies so please stop sharing them!

and of course, it’s all part of this larger idea that transmasculinity is something to be mocked and rejected. the comments about our voices, our names, our clothes, our hair, everything — nothing about us is free from being ridiculed in one way or another

but the criticisms of our bodies in particular have been on my mind lately as i’ve started seeing changes from t, and it’s absolutely exhausting seeing all these things that i really like (or at least feel neutral about) and knowing that the rest of the world, including members of my own community, will see them as my body being ruined

leave our bodies alone. we’re literally just sitting here existing, that’s not an invitation for you to make every joke you can think of and pick apart every inch of us

the “jokes” aren’t funny, y’all just have a fucking pathetic sense of humor

Evil Scott

Evil Scott

EVIL SCOTT

EVIL SCOTT

Whenever Grian's participating in a conflict against Doc, he'll search up nonsense like 'How to piss of a German' and proceed to go read through it and begin to check off certain acts like it's a to-do list. Doc is so. so close to chucking this man in a ravine. ~🍿

…don’t be giving me ideas now

writers be like "I'm going to work on my WIP." my brother in christ, you've already opened tumblr

Plot twist he laid them

of course the bird coded guy would be completely enamored with his eggs