#bloo dy

[bloos-bloo]

MY HEART- MY HEART MY SOUL- MY HEART HURTS FOR Q!BADBOYHALO-

I UNDERSTAND IT- THE REASON WHY HE WAS FINALLY ABLE TO PASS THROUGH THE GOLD GATES- THE REASON WHY HE WAS GIVEN A CHOICE WAS BECAUSE HE DIED TO PROTECT. EVERYTHING HE DID IN THIS LIFE WAS TO PROTECT HIS KIDS- WAS HE PERFECT? NO. DID HE STILL DO WRONG? YES. BUT HIS DEATH WASNT CAUSE HE SINNED- (EVEN THOUGH HE THOUGHT HE DID, HE WASNT SELFISH) ALL HIS PAST LIVES WERE LED BY SINS- HE PROTECTED, HE TAUGHT, AND HE REDEEMED HIMSELF.

HE WAS GIVEN A CHOICE BECAUSE HE WASN’T HEAVY WHEN WEIGHED. HE WAS LIGHT ENOUGH TO BE GIVEN A CHANCE, HOWEVER HE KNEW DEEP DOWN HE WAS ALWAYS GOING TO RETURN- IF IT WASNT FOR DAPPER OR POMME HE WOULDVE TAKEN THE CHANCE-

Q!BADBOYHALO, THE GRIM REAPER, THE DEMON, THE DEVIL, THE FALLEN ANGEL, THE IMMORTAL WHO LIVED THROUGH IT ALL FINALLY LEARNED WHAT MAKES PEOPLE HUMAN-

HE LEARNED TO LOVE- AND THAT WAS PROBABLY ONE OF THE BIGGEST FACTORS LEADING TO THE CHOICE THE HIGHER BEING GAVE HIM-

[blu-cosmos]

I could not help myself, he looked so cool and I love his cape, I HAD to draw him 😔

I drew this on my sketchbook instead of digital bcs I am still mourning 🤙

This welcome home royalty au is by @neonross

I suck at taking pictures and my tablet is bad at taking it too.

(ignore the messed up looking cape I am sleep deprived <3)

[bluecoolr]

So @probably-a-plant-thing and I've been chatting about an apocalypse au! So here's Bloo (self-insert) and Darrell, the Redwood Boogeyman's newest playthings victims.

Their paths crossed sometime after the world went to shit after The Blight. Darrell held Bloo at gunpoint and demanded she surrender her road atlas. Well, he got the road atlas but it came with an accessory: Bloo.

[doridumbington]

Average conversation with bloo

(Bloo belongs to @mai-the-male btw she aren't mine yet 😈 )

[cheeseandbretboy]

ok so my head feels so light like when i stand up it will just fly away and my body will collapse because it cannot live without a mind but simultaneously my head holds such a sheer heaviness that evokes a sense of hopeless dread whenever i want to do something

yay?

[cconfusedkat]

He has such a whimsy ...... Nothing could explain hims whimsiness ......

I finished this a couple of hours ago but then i took a nap ,,,, without further ado i finally gave sozonius a proper ref :-DD obvi hes not a bishop but hes still a unique follower SO !!!!!!!! I give him my all 🗣

I know the researcher label kinda is misused here but i wouldnt know how else to describe his role tbh ,,, he's kinda like a preacher but ALSO not ???? At the same time ??? And the casual clothes on the left was decided bc i wanted to give him a similiar outfit to Allure/lamb !! And just cuz his fav color is yellow :-]

I ALSO WENT ALL OUT ON THIS ONE ,,, i gen cant believe i decided to make him that tall but i always got this funny tall vibe from him tbh 😭,, do you think he bumps his head into the temple door for an early morning sermon whenever hes extremely exhausted /j

And a blank ,,,, i like how he and leshy are the ones that look the most miserable in their cultist wear (outfits on the right) 😭 he is NOT happy to be there 💔💔

Also a shit post from the 9th (because i procrastinated This long on him)

[kymsys]

hiii i'm obsessed with your merman au!! if it's okay i totally let it take over my brain for a hot minute so ummm here's a little gift if you will accept it 👉👈 sorry to bother, i just HAD to write something dkfdl;fjg. your art is so gorgeous btw <33

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After weeks of secretly housing Satoru in his private garden, Suguru had devised a way to safely return him to the ocean without being caught. He'd even relayed all the information about the kingdom's fishing system so Satoru would be able to steal the occasional fish without getting caught in the nets himself. He had to admit, he would miss having his little secret around. But he knew he couldn't keep Satoru cooped up forever. Satoru was a creature of adventure. He was probably tired of Suguru anway.

After a few attempts, Suguru successfully scooped Satoru up in his arms, Satoru wrapping his tail around his waist to stay up. His skin was cold to the touch. He teased Suguru as he clumsily navigated the path in the dark, even though he'd already walked it alone several times, and Suguru hated the way his heart stuttered at the siren's breath on his ear.

Really, Suguru should've done this much sooner. He should've released Satoru as soon as he realized he was falling for the creature. It was hard not to when it was in Satoru's nature to be enticing. Suguru let himself spend far too much time with him in the garden, let Satoru flutter his fingertips over his collarbones, let him beckon him closer and nibble on his ear playfully, let him lick the blood off his wrist when he got scratched up. He was never sure if Satoru was threatening him or flirting with him, never sure if it was all a game or if there was actually part of him that was interested in Suguru.

Suguru willed his mind to stop racing as he knelt down on the rocks and lowered Satoru into the water. Satoru immediately swam away and back, did a few turns and flips, gleefully splashing in his newfound freedom. Suguru smiled, heart tugging in his chest as Satoru slowly moved farther away. He was about to turn around when Satoru came back up to the edge of the rocks, resting his forearms on them and beaming up at Suguru.

"Care to join me?" He teased with a sharp grin. Suguru huffed out a laugh and shook his head.

"What, you're not dying to get away from me?" Suguru shot back, trying to keep his smile light even though it felt heavy on his face. Satoru pawed at his ankle and Suguru obliged without thinking, sitting and dipping his feet in the water, Satoru folding his arms atop his thighs.

"If you could breathe underwater, I'd drag you in here with me." His eyes practically glowed in the moonlight, a deceptively innocent smile curling at the corners of his perfect lips.

"You'd do that regardless." Suguru let himself give into the urge to push Satoru's hair off his forehead. It would probably be the last time anyway. Satoru's smile dropped the slightest bit.

"No." He reached up to touch Suguru's cheek, lightly stroking his cheekbone down to his jaw. "Not to you."

MANGO HOW DARE YOU WRITE SMTH SO BEAUTIFUL 😭😭😭 its amazing i love it so much HNGGGGG. THANK YOU?! thank you so much, i cant believe ppl love my merman au so much, thanks for this sweet gift and thanks for indulging with me 🥺 funnily enough @kingdomofred had also written that suguru took gojo out of the ocean into a pond. ARE WE ALL VIBING TOGETHER? it seems to be a thing for sure xD okay i have to dive a bit deeper into why i love your writing so much: the way that suguru isnt sure if gojo actually likes him or he is just acting accordingly to his siren behaviour?? it breaks my heart, its so bittersweet but yet i love it so much !! it fits so perfectly and i love the resolve at the end that yes ofc gojo likes him ; u ; ♥ . the image you described of suguru carrying gojo and the way gojos tail would lay around sugurus waist?? THAT IS SO FUCKING NICE?! definitely gonna put that on my to draw list !! and gojo nibbling on sugurus ears and licking his wounds and blood....fuck thats hot. i have no other words left. truely. THANK YOU MANGO IM IN LOVE 🥰(made my day)

[warrenposts]

Certain Sensitivities

Certain Sensitivities Lockwood x Reader

Summary: You come to discover that sight isn’t Lockwood’s only sensitivity

A/N: I wrote this one kind of romantic since I hadn’t yet posted my requesting guide when I receive this. I had a great time writing it although it’s not my first preference so any new readers please check out my requesting guide :D

Requesting Guide Here

Word Count: 1.7K

“Glad to see you're finally back,” you admitted as you met Lockwood at the front door. He smirked and shook his head, fully anticipating a lecture. “It’s almost curfew, you know?” You asked, crossing your arms.

He shrugged off his jacket and hung it up on the hook in the hall before taking a few more cocky steps towards you. “Worried about me, were you?” He asked, stopping right in front of you.

“Of course,” you admitted, mirroring his smirk. “Without you, I don’t get paid.” You reached to loosen his tie, then kept it in your hands as you slowly brought them down the material. Once you reached the bottom you let it drop from your hands and gently rested them on the front of his sides. Only for a moment and with barely any pressure at all but it was enough to make him flinch and hitch his breath.

He pushed his tongue to his cheek and bit down, forcing his smile away, only letting himself laugh through his nose.

You waited a moment before doing it again, a little harder this time, scribbling your fingertips into his torso. He flinched harder and once he realized you were completely intentional in your actions; he locked his eyes with yours. “Cheeky,” he scolded, scrunching up his nose.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his bashful face that tried so desperately to keep his ‘Cool Guy Persona’ going. “What was that, Locky?” You asked, tilting your head as you tried and failed to bite back your giggles. 

He broke eye contact and rolled his eyes, forcing his attention to anything but you. Scoffing, he took a step to the side but as he did you reached out and tazed his sides. This time he jumped away from you and a desperate plea fell from his lips.

“No no no no no,” he scolded, quickly pulling away to grab your hands and force them away from his sides. 

You’re sure you’d never seen him move that fast in his life, it was amusing to say the least to watch him crack like this.

Sighing, he held your wrists at his chest, one in each hand to ensure you couldn’t move them. This only resulted in him pulling you closer as you laughed at him. “God, you look like the cat who ate the canary,” he scoffed.

“Anthony Lockwood, I had no idea you were-” He dropped your hands and pushed himself gently away from you, making his way to the living room.

“Don’t say it,” he interrupted you. If it wasn’t for the smile he was trying to repel, you would have thought he was angry with the speed in which he left the room.

“Now hang on a minute!” You called and turned heel to follow him. “You can’t expect me to just leave this alone.”

“Oh, you don’t have a choice,” he challenged, fiddling with various things on the coffee table. It seemed he was doing almost anything to avoid your eyeline.

“Don’t be embarrassed-” 

“I’m not embarrassed!” He insisted, cutting you off and continuing his business.

“It’s adorable,” you defended, casually moving closer.

“I-” He cut himself off, doing a double take and questioned in the most dramatically offended tone “Adorable?” He snapped around to face you, only to find you had silently moved closer now almost chest to chest. “Bloo-dy hell!” He dropped the magazine in his hand and jumped away from you, quickly moving behind the couch.

You couldn’t help but burst into laughter at his fright. He sighed out his nose as he glared at your fit, putting his hands on his hips and frowning as his face burned red. 

Once you calmed down you crossed your arms and asked, “So, iron repels ghosts and you’re scared off by the threat of tick-”

“Oh don’t be egomaniacal,” he discouraged. “It doesn’t suit you.”

“No,” you agreed. “Really more of your thing isn’t it?” You asked as you began to walk around the couch.

At your movement, Lockwood mirrored you and moved around the couch. “A-alright, enough!” He held out a hand to warn you off but it didn’t stop you from running after him, chasing him as he turned to run up the stairs.

“Prestigious, Champion Ghost Hunter and you’re really afraid of me?” You called out, laughing at the ridiculous situation.

He ran into his room but before he could shut the door he turned and saw you hot on his tail, practically crashing into him and tackling him onto the bed. “Oh come of it!” He exclaimed, shuffling back but having very little success as you trapped him onto the bed.

As you climbed on top of him, you wasted no time in digging your hands into his waist. He wrestled his hands with yours as best he could before throwing his head back in laughter, unable to ward off the sensation. “Plehehehehease!” He quickly gave in and began laughing like you'd never heard before.

It was endearing to say the least, so out-of-character for him. Regardless, you couldn't deny how much you liked seeing him so carefree and happy. But naturally that wasn't enough to stop you from teasing the ever loving hell out of him.

“Quick to beg,” you observed. “I think I like you like this,” you teased, pausing slightly to bring your face closer to his.

“Oho, plehease,” he scoffed. “You always like me,” his charming smile seemed so much sweeter in this state.

Scoffing at his haughty behaviour, you responded by digging your fingers into his ribs. “That’s right, cling to your pride,” you teased, watching him dissolve into laughter once again. “It’s all you’ve got now.”

He pulled his arms in and fought to cover his ribs since his movement was restricted by the torment being inflicted on him. His cheeks burned red at every gasp or giggle that fell from his mouth and it wasn’t until you finally let up that he calmed down slightly.

As fond as he was of the physical affection, it was a maddening sensation and he couldn’t make sense of how he felt. He wanted you to stop but he didn’t necessarily want you to stop.

After a few more agonizing moments you let up and let him catch his breath. “Are you okay there?” You asked, poking his nose, mesmerised by the smile plastered on his face

He scrunched his nose and groaned, turning his face away from you, relaxing slightly. That only lasted a moment before you dropped your hands to where your lap would be, just above his belt.

He jerked aggressively in panic, grabbing your hands in defense before exhaling and dropping his head back onto the cushions. “Oh,” he breathed in relief, releasing your hands. “I thought you were going for my stomach.”

“Hmm?” You hummed, causing him to open his eyes.

“No, no, no,” he went right back to wrestling off your hands the moment he saw the evil glint in your eyes.

“Why would that matter?” you teased, voice dripping in faux kindness. “Huh? Why would that matter?”

“Dohohon’t behehe CRUHUHUHULE-AHAHAHAA!” He arched up and threw his head back yet again, hands tightening around your wrist, giving up all efforts in fighting you off.

After a moment you took mercy and let up, giggling to yourself as he caught his breath. Lockwood kept his hold on your wrist and brought them up to his shoulders, forcing you to flop on top of him in an almost hugging position. 

Following his lead, you made yourself comfortable; half hovering and half leaning against his chest. Laughing as you did, you let your head fall to his chest, “I can’t believe this.”

He exhaled the excess laughter and replied, “believe me, neither can I.”

“I told you it was adorable,” you mumbled from his chest.

He scoffed and you felt his hands wrap around you, hugging you close. One rested on the back of your head and the other held firmly around your waist. “Oh, dohon’t start,” he growled.

“Me? I just wanted you to start coming home before it’s gets dangerous outside,” you defended. He only groaned in response to which you laughed and responded. “Ahand I think I know how to do it from now on.”

He practically flinched from the insinuation, “Oho you think so, do you?”

You snapped your head up to meet his eyes. “Yohou’re damn right I do-”

“So you were worried about me?” He asked, straining his neck to look you in the eye. Although you found he kept glancing at your lips.

Narrowing your eyes, you stared him down and grumbled, “Do you really wanna take this full circle?” He smiled and again, broke eye contact while his cheeks turned red. You leaned into his ear and whispered in warning, ��Because I will.”

He flinched away from the feeling of your breath on his neck. “Alright! Alright, you win, i’ll wear a watch.” You smiled in victory, feeling quite proud of the evening so far. “Now would you be so kind as to release me? I’m sure George will be calling for dinner soon.”

You raised your eyebrows and scoffed, “Release you?” You jostled yourself as you spoke, “You’re the one with an iron grip on me!”

He hummed and swayed you back and forth slightly, making no moves to let you go. “You’re right, I do.” He smiled, showing off his perfect smile you were practically drunk on right now.

Neither of you moved for a second until you heard George call from downstairs. “If you two are finished, I'm plating now!”

Lockwood interrupted any thoughts you began to have. “Now do not go down gossiping about this,” he warned, loosening his grip enough for you to sit up.

“Oh, of course not,” you laughed and crawled off his bed, grabbing his hand to pull him up and walk him out of his room. “Wouldn’t want to damper your reputation with blushes and giggles.”

“I do not- Oh forget it,” he shook his head and cleared his throat, desperate to regain his composure.

He kept his eyes forwards, not ready to meet your eyes again in fear of blushing madly. When you arrived at the kitchen you immediately ran around the table to spill the information to George. He only shrugged and seemed surprised that the information was new to you.

“Oh, for God sake,” Lockwood cursed, dropping down into a chair where he rubbed a hand down his face to hide his shy smile.

You laughed at his change in demeanor and dropped it for the rest of the dinner. Verbally, at least, as you and George spend some time writing down his other spots on the thinking cloth. 

Lockwood knew something was off when he saw the two of you biting back laughter. He’d later read these notes and vandalism them himself in his defense. If one thing was for sure, it's that he wouldn’t miss curfew anytime in the near future.

[missykix]

Dead fish found on the guld of mexuo! 😯😯 O mh migoisj im so tire di have aheadache Enjoy. Dying bloo though

[eclipian]

Vaggie HH Headmate

pt: vaggie hh headmate

reminder beings will almost definitely not turn out exactly as described, and these can be edited and changed as needed.

divider credit

" All right, let's give it up for not dying! "

Name: Vaggie , Vivi , Valentina , Veronica , Victoria , Valerie , Vanessa , Violet , Vada , Vera , Valencia , Vivian , Vachya

Age: 20s

Pronouns: She/Her , Shy/Hyr , Shu/Hur , Sho/Shom , Mo/Moth , Ang/Angel , Fall/Fallen , Fallen/Angel , Bloo/Blood , Stab/Stabs

Gender: Girlflux , Futchy , Femfutch , Mothgender , Fallenangelmoth , Bloodmoth , Lovecoremoth , Mothstimmic , Crepumothic , Moththing , Mothaesic , Fallangelwillic , Fallenangelaesic , Fallenangelbitch , Rustigolrenaec , Lucinnfoul

Attraction: Lesbian , Acespec

Other IDs: Miscelepidoptera , Miscefallangel , Moth Emsoul , AMoAB , Aldermothlike

Species: Fallen Angel

Role: Protector , Gatekeeper

Aesthetics: Cherry Emoji Twitter , Devilcore , Angelcore , Diner , Trendercore

pt: name , age , pronouns , gender , attraction , other ids , species , role , aesthetics

artist credit & artist credit + tags: @bahtive & @drowntowns

[requiemforoursoul]

Pls send private message if you’d like to be mutuals 🥹🥹 I wasn’t active for a year and now ppl I used to chat with are deactivated…

Let’s be friends?!

[bloos-bloo]

SO MANY COOL ARTIST ARE IN MY NOTIFICATIONS- PLEASSEEEE- WHY IS THIS MY LEGACY???

MUST I FOREVER BE SEEN AS THE ARTIST WHO WAS MASSACRED BY A HORNY KING ( /j /j /j) BECAUSE OF SQUITS???

[queersrus]

Gore theme

includes: medical, slasher, cannibalistic, horror and general gore content, feel free to request specifics

meat/flesh - zombie - blood

(nick)names:

gore, gorette, goretta, goretto, gorine, gorina, gorino, gorelle, gorello, gorella, gorer, gory, gnaw, gnash, gut, gutz, gwyar, gruesome, grisly, gouge, guts/gutz, gutsy/gutzy, gutsie/gutzie, gutsee/gutzee, gutsine/gutzine intestine, intes, intine, inn, inna, innard entrail, entra, entrai, eye kill, killer, killian, killien, kid, kidney/kidnee/kidnie mort, morte, morty, morter, mortem, mortemer, mortimer, mortu, mortua, mortuary blade, bite, biter, bitten, bleed, blood, bloody, bleeder, bloodette, bloodine, bloodetta, bloodina, bloodelle, bloodella, brain, brainy, brainette, brainetta, brainelle, brainella, braine, brutal, bloodlust, bloodshed, bloodlet, bloodless, bloodlette, bloodletta, bloodletter, bloodbath, bowel cut, cutter, capil, capillary, cava, claret, clot, carnage, colon thrash, thrasher, tear slash, slasher, slice, splatter, spill, stab, stomach, spleen rip, ripper, rippley, ripley, razor fang, flesh, fleshy venus, vis, viscer, viscera, visceral, viscerally, vei, vein, vendet, vendette, vendetta, vessel, vital orga, organ, organa liver, lung art, arter, artery, ana, anat, anatom, anatomy, arteriole wound death hema pan, pancrea, pancreas, pierce, plasma, puncture

1st p prns: i/me/my/mine/myself

gi/gore/goreself, gi/guts/gutself bli/bleed/bloods/bloodself vi/vie/veins/veinself, vi/ve/ventettas/vendettaself, vi/visce/viscerals/visceralself i/inte/intestine/intestines/intestineself wi/wou/woune/wounds/woundself fli/fle/fleshs/fleshself oi/ore/organs/organself ci/carne/carnages/carnegeself, cli/clot/clots/clotself, ci/cor/corpse/corpseself li/lungs/lungself, li/live/livers/liverself ai/arte/arteries/arteryself pi/pancrea/pancreas/pancreaself sti/stomachs/stomachself, spli/splee/spleens/spleenself, ki/kidne/kidneys/kidneyself

2nd person: you/your/yours/yourself

go/gore/gores/goreself, gu/gutr/gutrs/gutrself blo/bleedr/bleedrs/bleedrself vo/veinr/veinrs/veinrself, vo/vendettar/vendettars/vendettarself, vo/viscer/viscers/visceralself oi/intestir/intestirs/intestinself wou/woundr/woundrs/woundrself flo/fleshr/fleshrs/fleshrself o/or/organs/organself co/cor/corpse/corpself, co/car/carnages/carnageself, clo/clotr/clotrs/clotself lo/lungr/lungrs/lungrself, lo/liver/livers/liverself ao/arter/arteries/arteryself po/pancr/pancreas/pancreaself sto/stomachr/stomachrs/stomachrself, splo/spleenr/spleenrs/spleenrself ko/kidneyr/kidneyrs/kidneyrself

3rd person: they/them/theirs/themself

go/gore, go/re, gore/gores, gu/ts, gu/gut, gut/guts blood/bloods, blo/od, blood/bath, blood/bloody, bloo/dy, blood/dy, blood/pit, blood/vessel, blood/shed, blood/less, blood/bond, blood/pact, blood/lust, blood/bleed, bleed/bleeds, ble/ed, bleed/ing, bleeding/out, blood/clot vi/vein, vei/vein, ve/in, vein/veins, vein/veiny, ven/detta, vendet/ta, ven/vendetta, vendetta/vendettas, visc/era, visc/eral, visc/visceram visc/visceral, viscera/visceral, visceral/viscerally inte/intestine, intest/ine, inte/stine, intestine/intestines large/intestine, lu/lung, lung/lungs, lun/ng, li/liver, li/ver, liv/er, liv/liver, liver/livers small/intestine, sto/mach, stomach/stomachs, sto/stomach, splee/spleen, sple/en, splee/een, spleen/spleens wo/wound, wou/wound, wou/nd, wo/und, wound/wounds fle/sh, fle/flesh, flesh/fleshes, flesh/fleshy o/organ, or/gan, org/an, org/organ, organ/organs co/coprse, cor/pse, cor/corpse, corplse/like, corpse/corpses, car/nage, carn/age, car/carnage, carn/carnage, carnage/carnages, clo/clot, clo/t, clo/ot, clot/clots art/artery, ar/tery, art/ery, artery/arteries pan/creas, pan/pancreas, pancrea/pancreas, pancreas/pancreases kid/ney, ki/kidney, kid/kidney, kidney/kidneys

titles:

the gore, the gored, the gorer, the visceral, the bleeding, the organ, the one with missing organs/limbs, the flesh eater, the wounded, the mortally wounded, the bleeding/bloody corpse, the half eaten corpse, the rotting flesh, the one with missing arteries, the one with bleeding arteries

(prn) whos skin peels, (prn) whos organs/limbs are missing, (prn) who's intestines are exposed, (prn) who brings carnage, (prn) whos flesh rots, (prn) who is gravely wounded

[princess-of-the-corner]

Okay so, I just noticed something I never did before.

In RWBY's first Volume, on streaming services, the full opening sequence only plays at the end of the first episode, during the credits, with the rest of the Volume using a shortened version of the opening.

For the home media release, they ALWAYS use the full opening for every sequence.

I only noticed this because the "Welcome to a world of bloo-dy e-vol-u-tion!" line plays over a shot of the airship that takes the cast to Beacon in the first episode, INSTEAD of a shot of Cinder's silhouette surrounded by fire. I'm more familiar with the second version (because I saw the shortened intro 15 times during my first watchthrough, and the full-length one only while watching the first episode), so it was VERY jarring to see that line sung over the "wrong" scene.

inch resting

[revenant-coining]

Dyirselolec

[ pt: Dyirselolec ]

[ID: a rectangular flag with 7 equally-sized horizontal lines. colors in this order from top to bottom: darkish pink, pink, pale pink, white, pale red, light red, darkish red. End ID]

requested by @gender-darling

Dyirselolec: a gender connected to being a bloody vampire nurse angel-doll.

Etymology: (bloo)dy, (vamp)ir(e), (nur)se, (ange)l, (d)ol(l), "ec" meaning from / deriving from

@radiomogai , @imawanokiwaaa

[ID: a pink line divider with a pink and purple sun in the middle. End ID]

[totallycorrectfostershome]

You are my BEST FRIEND! If I’m dying, you dying with me. Ain’t no choice!

Bloo, to Mac