everyone avert your eyes [expresses a standard human emotion] [illogically experiences shame even with only myself as witness]
happy to report that gen α is using ‘Elon Musk’ as a derogative as of recent
I can be trusted with that male character just give him to me i promisr i wont grab him and gnaw and chhew on him like a dog with a boen just. give him please
no context thing @veritymoon said:
“I think Arthur Lester should have heelys”
@icryink day 2!!! I had to google the meaning of Tsundere bc I was unsure what it meant
(Edit: just remembered there’s a vid explaining everything, gonna go watch it rq)
I know nothing about bfb or bfdi but my friend said I should draw them cuz I couldn’t think of anyone
Most days it’s easy to forget that John was once part of the King in Yellow. His soft skin and charming awkwardness so far from the King’s many hollow facades.
But somedays Noel wakes up with a bone deep ache screaming down his limbs and a migraine hunting his steps. Somedays he wakes up and just knows that it’ll be a bad day.
Last week had one of those days. Noel tried to fight it off but the foul mood reached a crescendo after dinner. Arthur and Oscar were in the other room pouring over a new tome. John was idly sitting at the kitchen island while Noel finished up the dishes.
If you asked Noel exactly what happened next, he wouldn’t be able to tell you. The memory playing back like a broken record, skipping and distorting.
He remembers his head pulsing in time with his heartbeat, the feeling of the dirty dish water quickly becoming too much to bear and John’s voice.
The god fragment was asking him if he wanted to go see a film with him. When Noel declined, John’s tone shifted, becoming cough syrup sweet, golden, manipulative, he barely got a few words out.
Next, Noel remembers being on his knees on the floor. John beneath him on his back, staring up at Noel.
Noel’s hands around John’s neck. Squeezing, screaming that the King couldn’t take him back.
More hands, at his back, pulling, tearing. Voices muffled and distorted. “Noel stop!”
John’s hand, cradling Charlie’s face.
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I see way too many posts about being really affectionate with your friends and if you aren't hugging and kissing your friends then you don't really have friends and you should be in love with your friends a little bit and it annoys me so here's a post that shouts out non-affectionate friends. shoutout to the people who don't like affection or hugging or being super gushy with each other but still love and appreciate their friends dearly. shoutout to the people who find it really hard to be emotionally vulnerable and sweet but are still always there for you in a crisis. shoutout to people who don't have to be hugging you constantly to prove that they care about you
I’ve heard so much about this episode and I finally got to the bit!
..damn
ep 52 harlan rlly said “his arms were cut off, his legs were cut off, his ears were cut off, his tongue was cut off, his nose was cut off, his eyeballs were plucked out”
I don’t post very often because I’m often busy with schoolI draw sometimes idk
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