kickstarter got me feeling like

watching my friend go thorugh my .bc tag live on stream.what the fuuuck leave me and myaustim ALONEEE

he misses you. he misses you like a flower misses the sun. like the desert misses the rain. like you are the entirety of his being. as if you hold the key to his fierce, thumping bloody heart within the palm of your hands, like he is nothing without you— and perhaps he isn't. he doesn't feel like himself, no, in fact, he feels empty. like a shell of the man he used to be before you. he feels as though the world has lost its color, its meaning, and it makes him feel bare— it makes him feel.

he misses you. he misses the warmth of your perfume, a sweet and spicy blended aroma of saffron and sugared lavender. he misses your smile, all wide and pretty— genuine and charming, and always all for him. he misses the sound of your laughter, raw and boisterous, but sometimes soft and breathy, intimate. he misses your kisses, shy and cloying— yet fierce and angry at times as well. he misses the small things, like the scatter of moles across the expanse of your body that he finds himself counting when he can't fall asleep. or the way you fuss over him, mumbling curses and your love for him all in the same sentence.

he is nothing without you, and he knows it all too well.

the soft jangle of your keys in the lock makes him look up from his journal, the door swinging open. and despite himself, he finds that he's softened underneath your warm, loving gaze. ah, he also misses the sound of your voice, euphonious and soft, a tone you use for him specifically.

❝why are you looking at me like that?❞

he can feel his heart dance within his chest, pounding fiercely as you slant your hip to the side, the very same hips he adores holding onto when swaying with you to music. your eyes, which always seem to sweep him under with their intensity with no fail, are glittering with mirth, it knocks the breath from his chest. ❝ i adore you,❞ he utters— he sounds like a fool in love, and he doesn't particularly mind it. your cheeks flush with color and you playfully roll your eyes. that's alright, you don't need to say it back, he knows.

❝help me with the groceries?❞

he? ⸺ SIMON, gojo satoru, DAMON SALVATORE, soap, older!TANJIRO, scott mccall, GAZ, clark kent, EMMETT CULLEN, leon kennedy, STEVE HARRINGTON, giyu tomioka, JOHN PRICE, loran, ULYSSES, rick grimes, KÖNIG, dick grayson, SPENCER REID.

honestly it can be anyone you envision.

bad day, julian?

whumpees who cut their hair to reclaim their identity 🥰

whumpees who grow out their hair to reclaim their identity 🥰

whumpees who dye their hair to reclaim their identity 🥰

whumpees who shave their heads to reclaim their identity 🥰

caretakers who cut whumpee's hair for them 🥰

caretakers who put whumpee's hair in ponytails, braids, and various long hair styles for them 🥰

caretakers who help whumpee experiment with hairstyles 🥰

caretakers who go out of their way to help with difficult hair care (i.e. medicated shampoos, dandruff, itchy scalps, hair loss, etc.) 🥰

doctober day 23: nostalgia

fact: doc has a saxophone in his garage in both 1955 and 1985, with seemingly no ties to his scientific pursuits. hypothesis: theres some sentimental reason, maybe he played (plays?) it as a hobby since and/or prior to 1955...? conclusion: they def had at least one jam session

[[ proof of my claims >:0 ]]

just realized the connection between "gotta leave warner his pride" and elle being the one to propose to emmett

like elle's worried about hurting warner's pride by just... wearing a dress and expecting to be proposed to, but then she publicly proposes to emmett, an act that would likely be infinitely more embarrassing and emasculating to warner and the people whose opinions he cares about

but elle never expresses concern for emmett's pride, which i think just shows how much more assured emmett is in himself and his masculinity and also how their relationship is rooted in mutual respect and a balanced power dynamic

You know, everything you said made perfectly good sense. And I'm sure most people would agree with you. Why tell anyone? Why lose everything, when it can be your little secret?

Cody Anderson

(no I do not wanna write his full name)

Also, I might start drawing td

The death grip they have on me is so real

New Onesided!Radiostatic scenario just dropped thanks to me listening to musicals that just so happen to have Christian Borle in them: What if during their friendship, back when Vox wasn't quite an overlord yet but rising the ranks, Alastor took him to Rosie's emporium for a wardrobe makeover. In a "Clothes make the man" or "Presentation is vital to any self respecting overlord" kinda way and just wanting to help out his friend.

Basically the song "Take it like a man" from the Legally Blonde musical happening except cut all the parts where you see Elle clearly reciprocating his feelings and like checking him out in the new suit and stuff (Which I low key did here by accident lol) Like Alastor is just trying to be supportive and introduce two of his buddies to one another in one go. Meanwhile Vox is beginning to realize his feelings™ for Alastor and totally misreading the whole situation

she dungeon on my dungeon till i more dungeons

face reveal! not my face though. Weary Willie's face

image description: a photo of a person in a sweater holding a ceramic clown mask over their face. The clown mask has a sad, pleading expression, a brown painted beard, a red nose, and untidy dark hair. He has wrinkles on his forehead and around his eyes.

Cyrus: i'll give you a home if you tell me something juicy about Teddy

Dante: well i'm pretty sure he likes other Golds

Cyrus, who has been wanting to get in Teddy's pants for years:

you don't say 👀