#but its fine

[aulerean]

a bamboozling turn of events

[maevaniila]

So... yeah... I have a thing for possessive/yandere I guess

Do I have problems? Yeah... yes, probably--

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[imma-triple-a-battery]

also

maybe i should've saved this one for halloween or something

oh well, anyway

yeah it's based off of @mha-quotes-and-such again, i hope it's not too annoying cuz there will be more

[jeanivere]

john m. coloring practice

[incorrecthatchetfield]

Incorrect Nerdy Prudes Must Die 4/?, but just the OT4

[noka-exe]

I am very upset with you. Lets stand really close while we glare into each others eyes

[cowardlykrow]

"That is where you are wrong, my boy!"

@ratb4stard3 and I deliver another Cowardlyghostbro's(™) collab ✨💛

[wish-i-were-heather]

this side of tumblr is so cute to me bc like. we're all just a bunch of random teenagers (some young adults but same idea boooo old people) from wherever the heck random corners of the planet. who like made our own system. we have blogs. we decorate them. we check in on each other to say hi. we compliment each other. we talk about books. we write/draw and have an organized taglist. we (some of us) have an organized tag system to keep track of stuff. its just so silly and so cute and i love it sm. i cant really even explain it just like. idk. besieds basic tumblr etiquette yknow we kinda have our own thing. and i love that for us.

[thatonechocogirl]

update he found out what the purring meant

this has been in my drafts for a while (just remembered it today actually), and originally i wasnt gonna finish it bc i thought it looked bad, but i did anyway because this is just too soft to me

[oifaaa]

badly drawn steph?

I like art bc I can force characters to think about what ever I want them to think about and no one can stop me anyway heres steph

[renard-dartigue]

"The fields of elation, quiet and loamy"

[spookberry]

part 4!

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[cloned-eyes]

501st boys (timelapse under cut)

[yourpalsalamander]

[softbutchthatlovesyou]

Let me give those siblings some hrt I think they'd like it p le ase

[hellfire--cult]

You two were laughing as you ate pizza on Steve’s couch. You are feeding eachother as he kisses you with saucy lips while you giggle like crazy.

The TV is on in the background, the loud noises fade into nothingness as you two keep talking and laughing. There are other noises outside, but you two shut the blinds closed, and locked the doors, because you just needed to be with one another tonight, just you two.

Steve looks at the watch on his wrist and he shoots a smile your way.

“Wanna go to bed?”

And you eagerly get up from the couch, grabbing his hand as you lead the way upstairs towards his room. You two stumble in, wiping the remnants of pizza away, and you both get ready to bed, already too late despite the noises outside. Yelling, cheering, screaming, it was all a mix.

The bed is comfy as you two lay down, looking at one another, smiles still on your faces as the tears start forming in your eyes. The memories just fill your minds as the loud sirens start blasting, wanting to break the moment, but they won’t. It’s just the two of you right now.

The cheering stops, the screaming remains, the red light of the sky shines through the closed blinds, the expired pizza you two ate downstairs because that’s all you could find in an abandoned 7Eleven.

It was the only solution because the upside down filled through the gaps, all around the world, consuming it in monsters and darkness. It was the only solution…

And as the earth burns to the ground…

“I love you Stevie…” Your tears are already falling onto the pillow as the sirens start going into a countdown. He nods as he pulls you close by the waist, pressing a shaky kiss on your forehead.

“I love you too Baby…”

Oh boy it’s you, that I lie with.

You smile up at him as you press a soft kiss on his chin, causing him to chuckle through his wet sob. The screaming is barely audible as the siren becomes louder and louder, the screeching of monsters trying to get into the house so they could escape the sound.

As the atom bomb locks in, oh boy it’s you…

The TV downstairs shows a static transmission of the news, the reporter crying as she counts down the final seconds of the human race, extintion just a moment away.

I watch TV with… As the world…

You two look up as the final long siren goes off and the red light becomes brighter and brighter, the sound of a loud explosion echoing in the distance as it becomes louder as it reaches you two.

And your lips finally meet, smiling in between as the tears mix with your lips, tasting them. It was the perfect last kiss. The perfect moment. The perfect situation. It was perfect, and you spent it with him. For the last time.

As the world caves in.