#but almost 50 minutes?!??

[grim-has-issues]

bro no one prepared me for the Scythe Audio run time.

[black-and-yellow]

[copepods]

ehhhh ok im posting this one because i spent too much time drawing all those waves but im not super happy with it

[causenessus]

been thinking about the suna smau all day. I have five different notes going for it + an entire brainvomit document. i've also gone through like 10 different versions of this text <3

[todayisyourturntolose]

wanna watch house md but idk if im mentally prepared for all that old man yaoi and malpractice just yet

[dooryao]

Gotg3 broke me and put me back together all over again🫶

Anyways watching that movie, I realized that I never drew any MCU character, so here's a fanart of my favorite mcu character😍

[1-800-i-ship-it]

happy birthday ugly king <3 pt 1

[lucdoodle]

Love love love your Adam art and your take on sinner!Adam. Seriously, you draw him so expressive 😭❤️

awwwwwwwww thanks !! I'm glad others like the concept of snake sinner adam! i really like the irony of it and it's interesting to imagine how Adam would react to it!

[morphogenetic]

for my japanese class tmrw we have to write a (timed) story about a 'funny or interesting' story that we know and i'm just straight up writing about the plot of aitsf because i know i know it off the cuff enough to be able to translate it mentally p fast. i guess brainrot really is useful for real life sometimes

[qstarhalo]

I salute you Happy

[istherewifiinhell]

#<- got lazy (knew if i started i would be documenting every single scene)

aha... well

ID: file properties window for a folder labeled "the prisoner" 114 files, 97.7 mb END

so it goes...

...these guys truly have nothing to do w each other i dont want to. assign them #more than is warranted? i suppose? there is nothing deeper to this...

oh i will. i want them to fuck nasty, scheduled reunion style basis. (Fuck, defined as: god honesty whatever the hell they wanna do. i guess)

[maxgicalgirl]

If there is one thing about me it is that I am a merch girly. I go to an event and I am immediately in a merch line with no less than $100 at the ready. 90% of my wardrobe is shirts and hoodies with logos of my special interests slapped all over them. My room is covered in posters and little figures and trinkets arranged in shrines to the things I love. I am nothing if not a walking talking advertisement for niche obscure media please ask me about the band on my shirt I have so much to say !

[milf-harrington]

really short and silly munson family piece, inspired by something that happened to me literally an hour ago

cw: spiders

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Eddie reared back with a yelp of alarm. "Oh my god- nope. Wayne!"

Abandoning the washing basket, and whatever organs had just fallen out of his ass, Eddie stomped around the side of the trailer, checking fruitlessly over his shoulder like he was being followed.

The porch lights were warm, orange and familiar, and they helped him to breathe easier now that he wasn't alone in the dark, face to face with a demon.

"What're you shriekin' about?" Wayne was settled on the front steps, smoke curling from a lit cigarette.

"There is a big fucking spider and I almost walked directly- ah!" Eddie flinched when something brushed his jaw, slapping aggressively at his neck and face until he realised it was just his hair. He sighed, relieved. "I almost walked right into it."

Wayne eyed him, exhaling smoke through his nose before nodding towards the corner Eddie had just come from. "You need me to kill it?"

He opened his mouth, prepared with an emphatic yes please, but paused. It's not like it had gone out of it's way to attack him, Eddie had just had the misfortune of almost walking directly through it - would have if he hadn't turned the torch on when he had.

"Well, it's kind of just minding it's own business."

"So I don't need t'kill it?"

Eddie glanced over his shoulder, wrinkling his nose at the inky shadows. His skin was still crawling, every unexpected brush belonging to a phantom arachnid. But a quiet sort of guilt pooled in the back of his throat, bittersweet and cold, at the idea of killing it just because he was scared. He shook his head, scratching his arm. "No."

He shuffled on the spot, hoping if he looked pathetic enough his uncle would take pity on him.

"Weren't you doing something?"

"Can't you finish hanging it out? I'm still recovering from seeing my life flash before my eyes."

"They're your sheets, Ed. I just washed 'em."

"But Wayne." He whined, entirely unrepentant about the childish nature of his behavior.

Wayne Munson remained unmoved, however, and Eddie was forced to brave the washing line all over again. God, he missed the time of about 10 minutes ago when he hadn't been aware of the hell spawn watching him mutter about pegs.

[thisismyobsessionnow]

It's been a year, yeah

[solisstars]

me and all my homies (@duodotcomma) hate waylon craft

[significantharassment]

we're in the middle of watching a video on myhouse.wad and i think i understand why we kept seeing people mentioning it a while ago. what the Fuck ?