#ANYWAYS GN

[thechibilitwick]

sorry for all the 0507 sludge i’m waiting for some mind blowing idea to hit me

[caluupin]

sumeru big three (that come in pairs)

[devilsfoolcake]

rushed kissy doodles wahooooo

[valentineveils]

h-o-t t-o g-o . snap n clap n touch ur toes . if he hollers let him go . eenie meanie minie mo

[saphirdevil]

sighs....

[calithso]

ikaw pa rin ang pipiliin ko - cup of joe

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seven is from @infamous-if

[boppythebopster]

surprise

While you guys WILL have to wait for the next art piece, this time mainly for niko-aspin.. i have Barnaby from Billie bust up that's it bye see ya tomorrow try to find my Roblox account i mean what

[spacenintendogs]

me listening to "alive" and "confrontation" from "jekyll & hyde: a gothic musical thriller": fishlegs and thor bonecrusher

[vohtaro]

[mymp3]

I finished reload and I'm so disappointed I came back on Tumblr to post about being disappointed.

[caluupin]

thinking about how alhaitham and kaveh kinda parallel/mirror the 2 sides of king deshret and

[vamprnce]

Peter saying "I hate that you're making me do this!" when fighting Otto

Peter yelling "why are you doing this?!" when Miles is fighting him

Otto saying "you can't save me Peter"

"then I guess you'll have to save yourself"

Miles telling Peter "we've gotta be stronger than that! this time, you have to save yourself!"

Pete replying "he can't", Miles telling him that "he will"

[gianttol]

seen a couple gt july arts ^u^ very cute aaaa

btw sorry for being inactive and not posting. i been mentally MIA and not able to focus on time passing lol

[smoshidiot]

i don’t have a consistent art style at all and it’s kinda driving me insane. all of these ian drawings are from the past 24h like WHAT

[rake-rake]

[comfortablyunsolved]

I still love you the way you love your own roadkill, the deer you hit in the street at night in the woods, the childhood pet your dad accidentally backed over in the driveway (you never really forgave him). Any other iteration of my love for you, and yours for me, is too far gone to recover, but there is still a tenderness, a guilt-laden grief that pulls at my heart every time I see you. I yearn for us to know each other like we used to and yet I know the blame is on me and yet you hurt me too and yet and yet and yet. And like roadkill, I will pick up my love for you and carry it to the side of the road before it starts to rot. I will carry it gently, knowingly, softly, full of regret, but I will carry it all the same. I will place my love down in the wet grass on the side of the road, a soft resting place where it will tangle in the plants over time, and I will walk away.