#YOOOOOOO… YOOOOOOO

[ohworming]

one of my favorite things online is every now and then there's a person in a server that I'm vaguely familiar with tho we're not really friends and their username is like GamerJoe or something and then one day out of the blue I see they've changed it to GamerRose and I'm just like

[shkika]

death looms

[mushramoo]

sebastian whump bc that’s how I express my affection for characters in video games <3

[felassan]

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[bismuthfool]

I don't know if I can last long, but… hum! CryptidAU comic

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[wizardlyfodder]

a common dnd dynamic: the idiots and the sufferers

[cheesomancer]

Finally, second art for monsterfucker meme! Version without braided cheese: twitter, bsky

[tmntismdoodls]

forever mad that turtles forever didn’t do this

[kushblazer666]

[ladywaterfall]

Beauty Creations X My Little Pony makeup collection!

[cuppajj]

SCREAMIFG!!!!!!! WHOAAAAAAAAAAAA

“The Holy Shepherd”

Do you all have time to talk about our lord and savior Saint Vanilla Cookie??? 🙂

Beasts Ancients au belongs to 👉 @cuppajj

[urghblergh]

Star Trek TOS Screenshot Redraw V, but make it gay(er). 🌌

[shiryawashere]

No one:

My brain: ▶️ I am astro bot.... Ast.. ro.. bot...🎼 I am astro bot...🎶 I am ast 🎵 ro 🎶 bot 🎵🎶 🔁

[someprettyname]

Prince kaiser thoughts pt. 1

Find more of this AU here.

Imagine being assigned as the new servant to Prince Kaiser, and even at the first sight your unnatural beauty doesn't go unnoticed by him. Maids and servants aren't usually so eye catching?! Something about your smooth skin, high cheekbones and sharp jaws.....it's different. What's also different is the way you carry yourself.

So, him being the unhinged spoilt prince he is, he starts throwing himself at you. He doesn't care you are a maid, or someone of the "low birth". He is intrigued. And even more so when you politely resist him. He's more intrigued by the fact that his beauty doesn't appeal to you enough for you to fawn over him and immediately submit, all wooed (this bitch of an egoistic asshole) like any other women he'd met, than be angry at your audacity to turn down the crown prince.

Huh.

So he starts getting more and more assertive with you, until one day your blood boils to a temperature where you're fighting back and giving him a strong kick, sending him skidding away.

Little does he know you were sold off after the war. And your pride was too big. You'd rather die than get assaulted. Little does he know you used to be the daughter of the chief commander of army of the previous royal family, which means you're nothing short of a princess yourself.

[disneyprincemuke]

midnights, 10.1 * mv1

you take a deep breath, bottom lip quivering as another lump forms in your throat again. “max,” your voice wavers as you close your eyes, “come on, don’t do this to me.”

“it’s okay if you don’t want to.” max sounds sadder than he did. disappointed, even. his voice is low as he squeezes your hand with all that he’s got. “i just- i-“ he clears his throat, “i don’t want you to go.”

you shake your head, squeaking. you lift up both of your hands and press your lips to his knuckle. you open your eyes and let the tears flow out.

“it’s so risky for us to do that,” you frown. “getting over you is the hardest thing i’ve ever had to do. i felt like i was going to go crazy watching my phone for a text that never came.”

he nods, resting his head on the wall again. “it’s okay.”

“i want to remember you as a good person,” you whisper. you rest your forehead on his hands. “i’m sorry, max. i love you but i don’t want to hate you if all this spirals where we’d ended up in the first place.”

you breathe out shakily. “i can’t do that to you, max.”

you feel him move, taking his hand out of your grasp. he inches towards you and pulls you into his body, an arm around your shoulders and rubbing your arms.

“i get it,” he agrees, pressing his lips to the back of your shoulder. “i had the time of my life with you. thank you so much for loving me the way that you did.”

all you can do is choke out his name in a sob. you always imagined this moment, and never did you expect yourself to refrain a second chance at what you consider happiness. especially not from max.

the max that you’d fallen in love with years ago. the max that used to be yours.

“and i’m sorry if i didn’t love you the way you deserved months leading up to this,” he shakes his head, “there’s no excuse. but i hope you never doubted for a second that i did.”

you drop your head into your hands. “i love you, max. i really… i could never hate you.”

you feel him nod into your skin, cherishing whatever he could of the moment. so you lean into his hug, clinging onto the arm strewn over your torso for dear life.

max doesn’t move. it’s not often he hears you so adamant about a decision. this is something he simply has to let happen.

all he can think is how he never wants this moment to end. you have a point about getting back together, of course, but it doesn’t hurt any less. now he has to think of a future without you in it — after spending the longest time fitting you in every scenario.

there will be no more giggles in the dark during a thunderstorm, or waking up with you in his bed. no more reasons to buy unique scrunchies to add to your bowl or walking the paddocks hand-in-hand.

no more race weekends where he would rip off his helmet to see you waiting for him at parc ferme with a proud smile and open arms.

he will no longer have a reason to request for cocktail stock ups for every flight he will be taking.

even then, max knows that he will simply never be able to love anybody the way he loved you. it just feels like there’s no more moving on from this.

“thank you for letting me be a part of your family,” you hum, basking in the security of his arms one last time. “and i’m so so proud of the person you’ve become now. you’ve come so far.”

max smiles. “i was only able to do it all because you were always there.”

but you shake your head. you pat his knee, “you did it all on your own. i’m just glad i was here to see it firsthand.”

“for the record,” he whispers, “if it doesn’t work out with any other loser out there, my arms are always open for you.”

“don’t forget me, ‘kay?”

“i couldn’t even if i tried.”

you smile and glance at the wall clock. you sigh and pull away. “i’ve got an early morning with my colleagues. i have to go.”

“stay.” max keeps thinking he can bear to watch you walk out of that door again, but he just can’t. “just don’t go.”

“i have to. i don’t want to hurt you,” you frown, trying to rid his arms from your skin. when he finally pulls away, it leaves an empty feeling in your stomach. “trust that you’ll find someone again. i’m not the only girl in the world.”

he just frowns, refusing to meet your eyes. “i want you to be the only one.”

“max.”

“i know.”

he straightens his back, wiping his face roughly. “let me walk you out, at least?”

you smile with a small nod. you grab your purse on the floor next to you, accepting the hand max has extended to help you off the floor.

you huff, dusting off his shoulder. “we’ll be okay.”

max nods. he walks to you the door with his hand on the small of your back. it’s a good thing he doesn’t live here because he personally would feel sick watching the love of his life bid her final goodbye.

he counts his footsteps to the door. it feels like forever, everything happening so clearly right before his eyes.

he opens the door for you, leaning on the doorframe with his head hung low. hollow eyes bore into your teary eyes. “i guess this is goodbye.”

“i guess it is,” you say shakily, tears still rolling down your eyes. you heave a sob and reach out for his hands. “this is for the best. you know that, right?”

“i know,” max nods. “i wish it didn’t have to end like this.”

“me too.” your hands lift to cup his cheeks, wiping away the tears that fall endlessly. “don’t lose your spark, okay? i’m still a red bull fan.”

he smiles with a nod. “i’ll see you around.”

“i’ll see you on tv.”

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