Nothing Changed. Im Just More Cartoony

i think anon's a vulcan

𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑. 𝚆𝚑𝚢??

-🪲

> he gestured to the oddly coloured blood.

; “ do i WANT to know? ”

eating this up

I drew the viral Miku from Confessions of a Rotten Girl, and she has some truths to tell to ya fellow yaoi fans...

THIS IS LITERALLY SO REAL. Comments make my fucking DAY and that can't be just me

"Ao3 should allow multiple kudos" "I want to be able to leave more than one kudos"

COMMENT ON THE FUCKING FIC

I SWEAR TO GOD NO ONE COMMENTS MUCH NOW WHEN THE ONLY WAY TO SHOW APPRECIATION FOR A SINGLE CHAPTER IS COMMENTING AND I AM NOT HAVING THIS BULLSHIT BE LIKE TIKTOK WHERE NO ONE EVER COMMENTS POSITIVITY

FOR FUCKS SAKE JUST COMMENT ON THE FUCKING FIC YOU DON'T NEED A MULTIPLE KUDOS BUTTON YOU NEED ACTUAL WORDS

TRUST ME ON ANY WEBSITE OR APP I POST COMMENTS AND WORDS ARE 10X BETTER THAN ANY PLAIN LIKE AND WORDLESS REBLOG IF YOU LIKE SOMETHING LEAVE WORDS

COMMENT

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THIS ALMOST MADE ME CRY GOD DAMN

“He was just a boy…”

I’m a sucker and I have a hc that Dave Lee is Mark’s maternal uncle—brother to his mother, he kept the family name (unmarried) while Mark’s mother took her husband’s name (Heathcliff). Also had the idea that….for whatever reason they stopped talking and as a result he lost touch with his nephew and niece. Still….he was in Mandela the night Mark died when Mark’s parents weren’t, and Thatcher had to tell someone. That someone ended up being him.

How must it feel to know the little boy he remembers, hand barely big enough to fit in the palm of his, gone forever now. He never got to know him as a seventeen year old, and now he’ll never know him as an adult either. The next morning, Dave Lee never showed up to church. O’Brian called, but he didn’t answer.

How could he believe in a God that would let this happen?

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“He was just a boy…”

the owl house lumity (its lesbian but same idea)

I find it funny when queer fantasy stories are written in a setting where homophobia doesn't exist, but there's a ~forbidden romance~ element coming from some completely different, fantastical prejudice. Like

"Son, I don't care if you suck dick, but no child of mine will be sharing a bed with a goddamn necromancer!"

i can only assume daisuke is throwing up in the last frame

company mandated roadtrip!!! mouthwashing driving headcanons

you got a pinterest alternate bro

im like 99% sure i just found ur pinterest

Nuh uh

treat black queers kindly and love us. that's all.

oh no its me

The funniest hyperfixations have gotta be the ones where you watch something and go "this thing is cute. I like it. not sure if Id call it a favorite of mine but its definitely enjoyable at least" and then cut to a month later and its completely overtaken your life