#I posted this on the wrong account

[roxanneslosteyes]

The Tuplar crew when they saw the sun for the first time:

[clearlydusty]

Made some happy mouthwashing fanart, all credit for the images go to @joetastic2739, thank you joetastic for feeding me and everyone else in the MW community <3

Also click for much better quality cuz this looks TRASH now that I’m seeing it again

(close ups and links to joetastics posts below !! )

Anya Steam awards , Anya admiring herself

Daisuke's Daisuke Dance , Daisuke as Yosuke

[hollycircling]

[dailyheavymedic]

day 69

a bit of flirting between coworkers to strengthen the team (1/2)

[naynkitten]

of course hes the type to snore loud as fuck at 3am

[noodles-and-tea]

MY BBG POOKIE PIE!!!

[borderlinereminders]

Messing up while trying to learn healthier coping skills or communication skills doesn't mean your progress ceases to exist.

If you lashed out at someone during an argument instead of using your coping skills, it's okay to forgive yourself. If you reacted based on your emotional urge instead of looking at the situation, that's okay. It happens.

No one is perfect all the time. I think we expect so much more of ourselves. In my case, because I felt so ashamed of who I used to be. It makes me feel extra pressure to "do better". But the reality is, people who aren't in recovery mess up too. And sometimes they may not even notice it.

You don't need to beat yourself up about it. In fact, beating yourself up about it doesn't really help anyone. You can learn from it. Was there something going on that made it harder to use your coping skills? Was there a certain trigger? Maybe a bad day? Take your new knowledge and move forward.

Your progress still very much exists. I promise.

[minyamotoo]

i ‘ ll be a killer in a thriller and the cause of our death

[spiltm3lk]

THAT WAS MY BAD GANG I POSTED ON MY SHITPOST REBLOG ACCOUNT

[heartmaddie]

MICHAEL KAISER doesn’t remember the first time he told you that he loved you as clearly as he should. The night was uncharacteristically tepid, heat sweltering through thin, linen sheets which danced gracefully through the light breeze of a summer night. Azure eyes exhausted, but not even the heaviest of eyelids could have forced them to close, his gaze was preoccupied devouring you.

The phosphorescence of the moon adorned your skin as breath escaped lungs, your sonnet, dedicated to him. Gentle eyes explored your body, sweat dripping from clean skin onto cotton. If he were an artist, you, in late hours of his sleepless nights, would be his only muse. 

Somnolent fingers traced the ripples which ran through his porcelain fingers, you pulled him impossibly close as calefaction consumed him. It was uncomfortably hot but, he couldn’t fathom letting you go. Maybe it was because, only in your arms, he understood what it meant to be loved.

Michael was anything but religious. Although, that could be argued through how his thumbs ran through your eyelashes so reverently, or how you were his tangible evidence of a gift from God. Everything was seemingly more vivid within your realms, a sound in the near distance, a call from spring. 

Roseate lips pressed against your soft nape, his head aching from the vertigo of overwhelming devotion. He was almost choked from the immensity of his affection, wholeheartedly only for you. It was why he couldn’t help but bury himself under the ease of your chest, his exhalation fluttering against the hairs of your neck as his eyes shut. 

“I love you.” Tender, but awkward were the words uttered from his lips, cerulean clenching shut in only the most vulnerable. Heart poured from his chest and pooled between your fingers, where he was safe. An organ so full, it could barely be called his. He whispered it once again as exhaustion carried him.

He only hoped that you could hear him, through your dreams.

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smoochin

[shittybirdart]

California Scrub Jay

[maplebiscuit]

Reeds and Rust.

[colorful-horses]

Guys, I'll be honest, I may need to go on hiatus

[sharpest-knife]

the multifandom in me is really starting to show

[gryffindraws]

my @phandomgiftexchange gift for @silliestgirlintheworld !! (i signed up under @cryptidjeepers but wanted to post on my art blog, i hope that's okay. I will reblog onto my main as well. sorry for the confusion!!)

when i saw the prompt in my ask box for dan and phil crafts horror i thought they accidentally sent me my own prompt lmao. i was so excited to work on it that i accidentally did two, full-page colour comics. whoops. Also, I know you requested MCR but I don't know enough of their songs so I chose a FOB song (I've got all this ringing in my ears and none on my fingers) it's an absolute banger and weirdly fit this idea i had. I'll drop the version with no text here if that's not your thing! I had a lot of fun drawing this and it was totally out of my comfort zone. I hope you like it! Merry Christmas! :)