Thank you for looking at my Old Man ❤️

Date idea: I spin and roll around your bed going fucking insane over you for hours, giggling, making out, nuzzling, and cuddling you, rambling about worms and cooking and stickers and everything and anything in between, running around your room stimming while smiling and letting out little I love yous before crashing down and napping in each others arms

guess which brave soft boy got his teeth cleaned and two lil incisors extracted (they were fractured) today!

look at his bald patch... he's so thicc it looks like a chunk's been taken out of his leg

just two bros chilling ... having undercuts and daddy issues ... not thinking about kissing each other on the mouth ...

Just an unexpected blessing.

Do you agree that big cat Dream? Huge chonker??

I love him, I'm obsessed, I guess for Hob it would be fun too

Close ups under cut 🐈‍⬛

The embodiment of Dreams enjoying being a cat.

but like... think of the implications of Gabriel being so quick to drop all connections to heaven after a few years of knowing Beelzebub. He has been heaven's #1 guy for all of time but he was given a gift by a demon and he's ready to abandon God for hell

demons may not trust each other but at least they have a common enemy, a shared trauma. But what do the angels even have keeping them together? They have been left so lonely and devoid of kindness - the structure of heaven honestly seems like it'd crumble under the weight of a feather

His hair in this hat 😭

Steve likes to sleep on Eddie’s chest. He likes to be touching every sliver of skin without being overwhelmed by another body. Eddie’s love feels open like this, stretched out for him to hold, giving him a place of safety. Steve’s grateful the man is a weirdo who likes to sleep on his back. Most sane people sleep on their sides or stomach but no—Eddie Munson enjoys his hair pulled up and cold feeling of a pillow on the back of his neck.

But Steve never complains. He likes that Eddie is strange. He has never been much for tradition cuddling. It always feels. suffocating, wrapped up with nowhere to go. A battle of power of some sorts. But this right here, with Steve’s ear pressed against Eddie’s slow heartbeat, lulling him softly to sleep as he curls into Eddie’s side…Steve’s pretty sure he has to thank a god he doesn’t believe in for letting him this close to a place—a person he can finally call home.

so REVENGE, HUH? or justice, if that makes you feel better. it tastes the same when cooked just right. 'I REALLY WANTED A BROTHER.' such a shame to burn a bridge you so desperately wanted to keep, especially when it wasnt even you who started the fire. especially when you hope that not a single fragment of that bridge ever washes ashore.[MAY IT ROT FAR FROM MY SIGHTS] an unfortunate loss! atleast he has his friends.

An old man getting silly 🤪

I want to train a puppy.

Snapping my fingers and pointing at my feet, and them, being so obedient, dropping to their knees immediately.

Set up a morning routine for them. Waking up before me and preparing coffee, my water bottle and my meds, so they are ready for me when I get up.

And of course - all of the praise, head pats and cuddles a puppy could wish for.

Good morning, my lovely 🖤

Wait, where did Wednesday move?!?!

to a cozy new home where he can watch the cars and snow!!!!!

Heya, just a small gift art of your boy, he's a very interesting character.

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Let me walk memory lane of 2015 GF fandom with some Mystery trio. I am still weirdly emotional about the key`s ok

I don't know what unnerves me more...the enthusiastically and terrifyingly vacant expression...or his knees and ankles touching in a 'normal' fashion

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