(Source: planetearthe, via deep-sea-prince)
silver-tongues-blog asked: Love me
It was slow… That feeling of something running down your spine. A slow burn. Something that didn’t seem true until later. A rising action, if that’s even the best description. But in the glow of the TV seat, with the world black… It didn’t seem to matter.
“In recent news, the forest should experience a snowfall for the next few days.So make sure to carry an umbrella if you go outside.” The TV announcer declared. Images flashing across the screen and lighting up Silver’s face for a moment. Above her, the ruffle of leaves made her ear twitch.
“But it’s the middle of summer. How can you have snowfall in a forest?” Silver smirked as she tapped the screen with her hoof.
“Well, I’ll tell you how. Because the weather man is always right.” The speaker replied. Leaning against the screen.
“Don’t you mean ‘Always wrong?’ Like the last five times?”
“Well, chaos is a bit hard to predict.” The reporter said. Brushing their short bear and ruffling his long neck. A blue tail swishing back and forth. Until finally, giving up on trying to make their beard just right, the figure pressed against the screen. Head popping out, followed by the torso.“Scraps, you’re the worst weather reporter I’ve seen in my life. Which is no easy feat when you can just change it on a whim.” Silver rolled her eyes as the draconequus pulled himself out of the TV. Without an occupent, the TV turned into the pile of sticks it had been earlier, and was lit ablaze to become a fireplace.
“Oh, you think you’re so smart then?” Scraps grumbled as he twirled his bird-like talons. Sloth claw scrapping against a tree. “Fine, you guess the next weather storm.”
“Fine. A blizzard. Trapping us in an igloo.” Silver stuck out her tongue. “But we don’t have a blizzard.”
“Easy fix.” Scraps sighed.That morning, they where buried in snow. An Igloo wrapped around them in a pillar.
“YOU DID THIS ON PURPOSE!” Silver shouted. Butting her head against the tightly packed wall. An oof escaped her mouth as a weight fell onto her body. The Draconequus sticking out his tongue as his noodly body draped over. But it felt like a feather.
“Who know~ The weather in this forest is crazy. Lovely weather for summer though.” Scraps teased as his tail coiled around her speckled torso.
link is a highly versatile adventurer who wears light armour and consistently plays an instrument and usually has access to magic items and occasionally some spells
link is a bard
*Rolls to seduce Ganon"
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nololololololol-blog asked: SERIOUSLY DEO. STOP SWEARING. FRICK IS WORSE THAN POOP! AT LEAST CENSOR IT!
*inhale*
heck
*COPS ARRIVE*
Fluff is better than smut because with smut it’s like we are just watching a porno whereas fluff its more like we’re watching real people being intimate.
Drop your favourite fluff in the tags
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Anonymous asked: have you known jo?
No clue who that is.
silver-tongues-blog asked: Hey u nerd.
sweet-poni-deactivated20151104:
1. First impression: oh she’s… intelligent. Oh god. Oh no- Oh no she’s more intelligent than I am. Let’s - let’s not get in an argument with her- oh …oh gosh.
2. Truth is: qwq; you’re a huge sweetheart and I support you fully.
3. How old do you look: 19!
4. Have you ever made me laugh: Yes!
5. Have you ever made me mad: ….not…really? I’m not sure.
7. Have I ever had a crush on you: uwu;;;;; ….. uwu;;;;;;;;;;;…. I think you are… ….. ….very…. ….veryattractive
8. You’re my: Deer-Mod!
9. Name in my phone: Diane!
10. Should you post this too? Yes~
I’ll do my thing on you now!
1. First impression: this person has a lovely art style. OH SNAP THEY ARE A HUGE DORK AND THT”S AWESOME
2. Truth is: You’re a good friend and if you were more available on skype I would talk to you more often.
3. How old do you look: 18 or 19 I think. I don’t think I’ve seen a pic of you recently.
4. Have you ever made me laugh: yup
5. Have you ever made me mad: Nope.
7. Have I ever had a crush on you: No but in all fairness I’m not attracted to anyone. i do think you’re pretty.
8. You’re my: cannibal friend.
9. Name in my phone: Poni
10. Should you post this too? I’m reblogging from you.
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silver-tongues-blog asked: Call me
sweet-poni-deactivated20151104:
Silver Tongue glanced over at her phone as she browsed Tumblr. Oh god. It was him.
“Aaaaaye-” She could smell the alcohol on his breath through the phone as she answered his call.
“Youuu…
you and me- we should… we should party tonight- We sh-”
“You know I don’t like doing those sorts of things. I’m hanging up now, Rochter.”“But Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiilverrrrrrr. I want you to come along. Pleeeease”
“You’re already wasted at home. Why do you need to go out and interact with others? That’ll just get you arrested. Like last time.”
“Siiiiiiiilllver-”
“Goodbye, Rochter.” She shook her head and rolled her eyes at the same time. Silver huffed and ended the call, returning to tumblr. Only to receive a phone call once more.
Needless to say, she didn’t pick up. Maaaainly because Rochter had called her back. “For fuck’s sake.” She grumbled and tucked her phone away in a drawer, free from distractions finally.
Beautiful.