now selling stickers of Bugs such as weevils death's-head hawkmoths mud daubers frank iero and gerard way. and borzoi too which are not unlike bugs if you think about it. get some for yourself! i have many many art prints as well
dug up bits and pieces of old patho scribbles that never made it to tumblr... turns out theres a lot more than i thought
Toys cannot die, only be unmade
a little dancing iceman!! 🕺🏼
okay hi here's some headcanons I have about soapshipping
- narrators lip constantly gets caught on tyler's chipped tooth when they're kissing it's almost comical how often it happens
- narrator likes to fidget with tyler's fingers when they're close to each other and it's really annoying but tyler doesn't stop him
- tyler likes messing up narrator's hair right before he leaves for work so he has to go back and fix it. he eventually gives up and just goes to work with messy hair (also tyler likes raking his fingers through his hair in general but he wouldn't make that super obvious. narrator doesn't like touching tyler's hair that much because the texture is weird from all the gel <//3)
- narrator uses the soap they make, tyler does't. he smells like body odor and cigarette smoke poorly masked with cheap cologne and narrator is still obsessed with it like the freak he is
- not really soapshipping but tyler would listen to queen + glam rock in general. specifically the weirdly horny ones. I mean look at those 70s outfits you can't tell me he doesn't bump get down make love on the regular. narrator doesn't have a super defined music taste. he's not cool like that. he listens to creep and thinks he's crazy for it
okay that's it for now I'm crazy bye
i dont know how to tell you guys but hes wiping himself with the narrators shirt here
ive been staring at this for 10 minutes straight. the way he looks at him normally before he realizes he just wants to fix his bowtie. grown ass man rolling his eyes. were you expecting a kiss or something
googling shit like "why do i feel bad after hanging out with my friends" and all of the answers are either "you need better friends" (i don't; my friends are wonderful) or "your social battery is drained, you need to rest and regain your energy levels" (i don't; i've got tons of energy, it's just manifesting as over-the-top neurotic mania). why is this even happening. it's like some stupid toll i have to pay as a punishment for enjoying myself too much