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[raindropren]

SNAILS SNAILS SNAILS SNAILS SNAILS SNAILS!!!!

[rainystressed247]

Everything paved with good intention

[neptune-scythe]

Thinking about Inej Ghafa again

[malanatero]

[purpleguysimp]

They ar so smal...... The mipy.. i lov the m

[whoscallingwhoafraud]

I'm not even gonna lie the way men act online makes me wish misandry was real

[mistress-of-the-empire]

I watched the Dr who finale last night, so I'm making it, but damn is it gonna be weird

This post is kinda like my other one but a bit better lmao. I might make variations of this with other pieces of media but it depends onnn how well this is received

[r-truth]

[komakesthings]

I've slowly been chipping away at drawing scenes from that imaginary Muppet retelling of the Princess Bride, figured it was about time to share what I've drawn on Tumblr!

[fictionobsession]

OH NO I STARTED FLIRTING WITH LUCANIS OH FUCK OH NO

I couldn’t help myself

what if I want someone else later

oh god I hate decisions

[awlwren]

[id: photos of a tiger lying belly-up on the ground]/end id.

Photos by rikunow on twitter

[katsinspats]

Thematically appropriate comic for Make a Terrible Comic Day!!

I saw the original post this morning and it made me get out of bed to make something, so thank u Pseudonym Jones mission accomplished

[my-exhaustion-enhances-me]

As. It. Should. Be.

[assiraphales]

a five year old had my phone & this is what he searched

[bi-writes]

mmmm i have these thoughts about being sorta kinda drunk and hanging out with simon. you're so touchy when you're tipsy, and you're giggly, and you're sitting on the couch next to him, hugging his big arm and pressing little kisses into his shoulder. he doesn't react much, just keeps his eyes trained on the tv as he sips his whiskey; he's so indifferent to your affection, but he never pushes you away, lets you kiss him and touch him and whine and coo, and he never tells you to go away or leave him alone.

you nuzzle your face against his masked cheek, kissing along the cotton fabric there. you're so warm from the alcohol, a little dizzy, and now you're babbling, but he doesn't seem annoyed.

"love you so much, simon," you whine, and he just pats your thigh gently.

"can't ever live without you," you coo, and he squeezes your knee in acknowledgement.

"i'd do anything for you," you whisper into his ear, and he just grunts, pushing his mask up as he takes another long sip of his drink, and you tilt your head to the side, watching him, your pretty, pretty man.

"would you do anything for me?" you ask softly, leaning in close. he licks his scarred lips, but he doesn't look at you yet. "w-would...would you kill for me, simon?"

and then he finally looks at you, dark eyes meeting yours, and you squeak when he wraps that big hand around your waist and tugs you against him.

he smirks, tilting his head to the side. "'v already killed for ya, luv," he says lowly, and this is simon, and simon doesn't lie, and you know by the look in his eyes he doesn't mean this happened at work, either.

suddenly, you feel sober. but his hand tightens, and it lowers, and you swallow when he grabs a handful of your ass and forces your mouth against his.

"now be a good girl. 'n sit down."