#*vibrating*

[wulfhalls]

lets goooo most romantic movie of all time

[breadmecoshy]

They make me feel love, even without ever being in the same frame with each other during the whole game

[intriga-hounds]

i can feel babies moving!!!!!!

ponzu is trying to sleep and i’m trying not to bother her but there’s a baby rave tonight

[spacenintendogs]

I MEAN IT!!!!

[stagefoureddiediaz]

The whole thing with Ryan and Oliver constantly talking about buck and Eddie getting closer than they’ve ever been - stronger than ever etc pairs with a jealous Buck episode is only leading in one direction - there’s literally no where else this can go

[raspberrywiskey]

senshi my dear wife senshi my sunshine my dear dear wife my love ❤

turned off reblogs because i don't like these drawings anymore !!!

[ever-emotes]

autistic shaking /pos. the tism vibrations. big sparkly eyes and vibrations. hyperfixation shakes :333

I used this as an excuse to draw tbh creature my beloved. Still image and gif version :]

[dazzlep0p]

I'm vibrating rn what does it mEAAANNN

[sparrowsfallingfromthesky]

Odysseus saying this is so

[fleetways]

g GUYS???

[rowanisawriter]

thought too hard about thanatos repeating “what are you waiting for” in zags room

[lestatslestits]

I HAVE BEEN WAITINGVALL DAY IT’S TIME TO WATCH RHE THING

[rickybaby]

[springzbee]

New Norman Pic just dropped

[thereweresunflowers]

everybody lives just this once everybody lives i was much better off as a coward nine hundred years of time and space and i've never met anybody who wasn't important human progress isn’t measured by industry it’s measured by the value you place on a life what’s the point in them being happy if they’re going to be sad later the answer is of course because they are going to be sad later do you think that i care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference like hope love abides

[jessaerys]

august underground mello/near. rated e. post-canon. multi-chapter. Hell spits them out on a little Greek island.

by @brothercrush and @firebuggg

"It's you and me," Mello says while they're leaning against the sink. He is tipsy and still a little high and grieving and calm for the first time since he can remember. The kitchen is lit only by a single lantern on the table, and the moonlight through the window. It's the witching hour, so quiet that his words have weight and texture in their air. "We're the only ones left." The moment he says it, he knows why Near came for him in Hell. He would have done the same thing. Anything not to wander the world alone.

read on ao3.