#SCREAMS cries

[residentialsinyomakai]

Long overdue low-quality folklore frenzy stuff I drew today,,,,, SCREAMS

Sgt. Burly P my beloved oh mah gah,,, He ATE with this outfit

Omg Blizzie hi!!! (〃^ー^〃)

Toadal Dude and Blizzie doodle but I swapped their outfits cause my little sister thinks they'd be bestie. Wowzas!! :O

Can't go ONE day without drawing this guy istg.../pos

Low-key messed up on this one but I think I saved it 'u' If you look very closely you can see me throwing him at a wall to see if he'd stick

H. Hey. Coolest guy ever btw. Gguhshhs...

And these two i doodled :> i am never drawing him standing again screams

Thats all!! ^u^ obligatory please go look at Folklore Frenzy I'm exploding

[d3epfriedangels]

Pneumonia or whatever their name is

[silvermahogany]

cant find all my old posts of this soppy family so im reposting them. they make me so soft,,

[feralxe]

Drawing of my oc/roblox avatar on whiteboard!

Inspo and Avatar below cut

Inspo is the Pinky Cooper and the jet set pet dolls

And this is the Roblox avatar LOL

[shibusawaz]

[the miracle of human consciousness] honey wake up it's time to watch a show where you'll fixate on a side character that you can't find enough fanwork of instead of the main character 🥰🥰

[tired anime boy asmr youtube video voice] yes dear

[jinchuls]

I LOVE THIS GAME

[littlemisslol-fic]

lookign at your tags on the physical fanfiction copies post and I just want you to know that like. I have beginner as fuck bookbinding skills ( think ‘hasn’t actually gotten far into it beyond gathering supplies and working on formatting’ beginner as fuck ) but like in the event I’m able to do this one I’m currently working on successfully SO has been one I’ve been wanting to ask if I could bookbind bc I want a physical copy so bad, like it is the fic that is single-handedly responsible for getting me into the tangled series and learning about vat7k

Oh hell yeah!!! Dude that's so cool! I gave bookbinding a shot a long while ago but I wasn't very good at it--i always used too much glue 🤣🤣

That's so awesome tho, so ABSOLUTELY feel free to do it 🥺🥺 if you ever do get around to it PLEASE send me pictures omg, that would be amazing to see!!

ANDHFSJ thank you for saying so omg 🥰🥰 I love that I dragged so many people down into the 7k brainrot, like IF IM GOING DOWN YOURE ALL COMING WITH ME DAMMIT

[mango-fizz]

Thank you for sharing your writing with us

no thank YOU for reading my silly little things

[whalefelled]

[ LINE ]  our muses are supposed to only be pretending to be together for a mission or fake dating,  but they keep going and neither one of them is stopping which leads to them hiding away to have sex.  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

we could leave the lights on || @cheatdeaths

They were so far passed the line that Garrus set for himself. The one where he could compartmentalize what he dubbed his "unprofessional affection" for Six.

This wasn't even for the job anymore.

What had got them to that point?

Complete dumb luck. Attending a room party of their mark to steal back stolen black market goods... a quid pro quo Garrus had agreed to so his their little group could operate more freely in certain parts of Omega.

A deal cut by Six with Aria... a justified cost.

"I thought you said you could crack the safe?" he wasn't angry, he was too focused on keeping an eye on the security cameras tracking the mark through the party on the heads up display.

"I can-" Six's voice was the annoyed sort of clipped.

"You have 10 seconds, someone spilled something on our guy."

Garrus had her under him on the bed. Six's shirt buttons were open and his bottoms were shoved down around his thighs right under his ass. Her lips stick was smudged across his mandibles and his talon was tangled in her hair as they kissed... the door opening and the mark being at least gentlemanly enough to shield his eyes.

The two of them feigned the drunk newly weds, stumbling out embarrassed with the thumb drive tucked into Six's bra (Garrus was impressed). Those emotions simmered and upon coming back to their own room boiled over.

Far less frantic and hurried than what they displayed for looks, but Garrus cupped the back of her head, drawing her into a much slower kiss. That kiss led to the bed that both of them had kept on their respective sides ever night, stiff as boards and a border of a few pillows set up between them just in case... for propriety.

She made such pretty sounds as he laid her back in bed.

Garrus laid on his back, staring at the ceiling he held a sleeping Six in his arms. She curled into him and looks so comfortable against his chest. He didn't imagine he made a good pillow.

The artificial sunlight was starting to brighten their room, but he's been awake for an hour or two already.

Carefully he extracted himself from her hold, making sure to rest her head upon a pillow so hopefully the crick in her neck would fix itself before she woke for the day.

The sniper showered, feeling soreness in muscles he forgot got sore and tender... and with an overwhelming understanding that this changed everything.

Something to deal with once they made their escape from the cruise as it docked for the day.

[haechtual]

I miss nct dream wahhh

[zoolitsky-fandom]

@solar-eclipsed

First sanuso comic I ever made woah..

[fatestitcherr]

group projects are the bane of my existence

[1nfcteds1llnesz]

HI HI HI HI HI HI HI HI HELLOOOOOOOOOO

Posting here because geez… I get 0 attention on Twitter…. I got faith in tumblr

Anyways appol Grian inspired by a post on twit …

Thank yewww for your attentionnnnnnnn

[ebiemoon]

ahghjj i wanna read the update of the tgcf fic im reading and finish my xie lian drawing but i have to work........ please...........

[foldingfittedsheets]

I worked retail for a long time and people really do treat you like shit sometimes. But between selling sex toys, mattresses, and jewelry I can say definitively I got treated worst selling mattresses.

All three of my jobs were in sales but selling sex toys we were allowed to put people in their place, and in jewelry people didn’t want to misbehave in a fancy setting. But people at the mattress store had no problem yelling at me, hitting on me, or insulting me to my face.

For a while I was managing my own store for the company. I ran a small location and had struggling employees placed with me for rehabilitation. If their numbers improved they could go back to bigger stores. If not, they got fired.

So this meant I was the manager of problem employees. At one point both of my people had a foot out the door. The company was going downhill and changed computer systems and they were fed up. Consequently, they made a ton of mistakes, because they just didn’t care about the job or learning the new systems.

I strolled into work on what was essentially my Monday to a shit show. Deliveries scheduled without product, wrong things on orders, poor expectations of the process, you name it. I spent the entire morning getting yelled at for mistakes that weren’t mine.

The final straw came when a man called furious that his moms bed for her nursing home had a delivery window he couldn’t accommodate. This wasn’t a huge disaster since we still had time to deliver it before she moved. I ran him through the options and he just kept screaming at me. Not for a solution but because I was there and he was frustrated.

My heart filled with malice and a cold fury. A calculating part of my brain had a realization in that moment that I could stay a punching bag or I could strike back.

I quavered my voice delicately, taking in a shaky, warbling breath like I was trying not to cry. “Sir,” I quivered through fake tears, “I don’t know what you want from me! I told you what I can do, I didn’t make this mistake I’m just trying to fix it!” My voice broke pitifully on the last syllables, sounding in all ways like a sweet innocent person being yelled at who’s just trying her best, really!

It was like I’d doused him with cold water. My emotional act was the realization that he was screaming at someone who was just doing their damn job, and he was being an asshole. He hastily made an excuse and hung up.

I had a third employee covering with me from another store that day who heard everything. When I hung up, I looked over to see them watching me with an awed expression. “Did… did you just pretend to cry?”

“I absolutely fucking did,” I said with feeling, “and I’d do it a thousand more times. If that’s what it takes for someone to realize they’re behaving like a fucking prick, they deserve it.” The employee looked at me like I was their hero.

The man called back, apologizing profusely, having magically arranged his schedule to accommodate delivery. He came in later that week with an apology Starbucks gift card. I was gracious in my acceptance.

I pulled it a few more times before leaving the company. I felt no shame in the ruse. If someone behaves so poorly that it’s plausible their behavior would drive someone to tears they deserve to feel absolutely wretched about it.

[aardvaark]

everyones fave thieves