it's my 6 year anniversary on tumblr. why have i been here for so long.
wound tending is everything. unparalleled intimacy. let me care for you. let me touch the skin around your open flesh. let me stain my hands with your blood. let me get close and breathe in the same air as you and stare into your eyes for a few seconds too long. let me make you think of me every time you see the bandage, or scar
I don’t know who needs to hear this, but if you’re at a low point:
If you were a fictional man right now, there would be *at least* ten people if not a large portion of the fanbase that would call you their wet beast poor little meow meow
Had to draw it
stares with big wet autistic eyeballs hi i write heres a fic im working on [mcspirk]
Stucky from the 40s
+ sketches
BONES BONES BONES BONES BONES
I'm not a magician, Spock, just an old country doctor.
bones is done!! idk who i should paint next
where would you estimate we belong, miss keeler?
you? at his side, as if you've always been there and always will
that One picture
ppsst.... hey.... what do you think of chekov in a dress (flowergirl type thing at a wedding)
uhura did his makeup ✨
(psst.. doodle requests will be open 24/7 ! ask in the inbox 🤲)