#and puke

[katzmultiverse]

why do i have to watch my friends from afar. i’m missing out on so much of their life. it isn’t fair.

[ozymoron]

watching criminal minds makes me so anxious and lose my mind like thats the prettiest boy ive ever seen and hes being put in situations and youre hurting him stop it stop it just let him be happy PLEASE

[cosmofag]

she did not stop talking for a while

[elkscreams]

A right of passage at this point

[bamsara]

Part 2 to this comic

What happened in Darkwood in the meantime?? Dont worry about it

[cowboycatss]

ok. whatever

[ca-dmv-bot]

Customer: I LOVE PUKE DMV: I LOVE PUKE Verdict: DENIED

[risibledeer]

i need more gem and joel they just give off cool kid vibes together ya know

[talesfromthecrypts]

Sam Reid as Lestat de Lioncourt in Interview With the Vampire Season 3

[opens-up-4-nobody]

:-P

[ballistic-goat]

I'm just trying to imagine what OSHA compliant sex work would be like

[vampyroteuthid]

saw somebody acting like the puke bowl is a midwestern thing and i feel like that's not true

[b1mbodoll]

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[fadedkat]

THE APOTHEOSIS IS UPON US!

[sabh0]

the problem of beast au is that chuuya didnt go to therapy and instead decided that yokohama is his personal rage room

[secrectlyicky]

big bad rafe who's off in another country, "fixing things" as he told you before he left. you're left all alone in the big house, worrying about him every other second. hanging onto everytime your phone rang, hoping it was him.

until you hear the front door open late at night, sitting up and your heart racing knowing rafe had the alarm system set and working before he left. so why didn't it go off? pulling the blankets up to your chest as the footsteps get closer.

your eyes widening and watery when he pushes the door open. nearly tripping over your feet as you scramble towards him. his arms immediately wrap around your shaky frame, quiet sobs leaving you.

"i know, i know baby, i'm back." he mutters softly, his hand brushing over your hair. soft 'i missed you's' whispered as he picks you up, carrying you back to your shared bed. the two of you as close as possible with your head on his chest, listening to his heart beat. completely unaware of the things he's done, but to be fair even if he told you, you wouldn't care.