ITS LUFFY DAY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE GOODEST OF BOYS!!

cat rule: you cannot move

HAPPY HALLOWE-*gunshot*

he misses him sometimes

これもやり直した。

okay okay i can close some tabs i don't need this google image search of "pear trees"....well you never know actually

“I'm just so alone now,” I heard myself say, and even to me it sounded like a feeble complaint. “Alone?” Burrich's brows knit. “Fitz, I'm right here. How can you say you're alone?” And there the conversation ended, with both of us looking at one another and neither understanding at all.

Chapter 12 and 13 are up! ✨

apparently everyone is sick of my shit and they’re going to kill me tomorrow. idk it’s just what I heard

The Scribe’s Silly Little Crush

ASL’s hear me out cake