#he makes me feel happy

[honeycombhank]

My good boy, Emmitt Wild

[impossible3girl]

And I'm loving Snape all night

And you can try to change my mind

But you might have to wait in line

What's a girl gonna do?

A diamond's gotta shine

[freesartblog]

Some Cap doodles

[sillyvamptism]

today i went to a playground and all of the little children staring at me made me anxious. so i just pretended wally was at the park and we went down this big slide i was kind of scared of.

lesson learned wally makes me happy & tells me i should have fun no matter what little chilsren staring at me might think.

here's us enjoying the playground together :)

[itsscaredycat]

“in all timelines, in all possibilities, only you”

[egophiliac]

(almost) four years in, and I finally had time to draw something for the anniversary! woo! 🎉🎉🎉

[hinamie]

bunch of portraits

[keferon]

Did you think I was done? Ahahahaha no, I have more.

Because chapter 70 of MOMU gave me the very dynamic between them that I missed so much, I just blacked out and started drawing uncontrollably lmao

Also. ALSO. I noticed a while ago that Prowl has the habit of..like…constantly frowning. So. I did a bit of research and made this graph.

In 70 chapters, Prowl frowns rougly 104 times. And the intensity of this gesture is very clearly correlated with the development of his relationship with Jazz, as you can see ahahahahah It might be wrong tho don’t take me seriously I’m not good with graphs

[angelcake10023]

One Monkey Fanatic and Another In The Making 📖

Someone requested Dad Tang and I couldn’t say no… their bond is so special to me

Eat up lmaooo

[questioningstressing]

Don't you think it's funny how years ago someone looked into eyes that looked almost exactly like mine and felt first love?

Don't you think it's sweet how someone years ago saw someone with my nose and said "I want to memorize every crevice of your face, every bump, every scar."

Don't you know how many generations my hair has gone through? Thick, messy, curly, with a dirty blonde that darkened to a dark brown as years went on. Father's running their fingers through their little girl's messy bed head telling her to "Just brush it out. You have beautiful hair. Your mother is right! If you don't brush it you'll end up like me!" And the little girl would giggle and run to brush her hair lest she go bald.

Don't you ever feel, like even after years of resilience; Of love on bodies not unlike your own; That you still are unlovable. Untouchable.

Don't you think it's funny how even though I know people have seen my ancestors and thought "You. I love you." I still cannot look in the mirror and say that to myself.

Don't you think it's sad that they are teaching little girls this. My neighbor, the little girl who I babysat for years and shares a birthday with my mother, one time said to me "I don't want to look like mommy. She's big."

Don't you know that I am hanging on by a thread, by less than 500 calories and a water bottle filled to the top with pre work out. And as I dance along with the rest of the cast of Oklahoma I can't pay attention. I can barely focus. My stomach growls. I hope no one hears.

Don't you realize that even when we talk I'm thinking about how gross my body is. I can't shake it. I can't shake the feeling of ugliness.

I don't realize the way you stare at me. First love in your eyes. Not unlike the eyes years ago.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

thinking about an estranged childhood friends to lovers story with gojo……

you’re a rowdy kid. during one of your adventures, you end up at the gojo estate; sneaking your way into a vast, beautiful garden, pretty pink roses as far as the eye can see. little gojo is crouched down, watching tiny sprouts grow, and you’re too captivated to look away. bright snowy hair, striking blue eyes, all dolled up in a fancy yukata. he turns to meet your gaze — and all you give him is a sheepish laugh, before strolling over to introduce yourself. he doesn’t seem to mind the company, so you keep coming over to play with him. you bring cool rocks, pretty cicadas you caught, a dusty gameboy. he listens to you speak. he watches the way you move, wave your hands when you’re excited. he grows so, so fond of you.

one day, you stop coming by to see him — and he doesn’t need confirmation to know that one of the maids must have chased you off.

twenty years later, you meet him again, in a crowded little café. he calls out for you by name and you have no idea who you’re looking at. a tall, handsome, cheery man… wearing a blindfold? and shooting you a charming grin. you have no idea who he is, but he remembers you. he remembers you a lot more than he should. he chides you for forgetting your very best friend, but there’s nothing but humour in his voice. you watch as he speaks, as he moves, as he taps his feet under the table after insisting you order something — his treat. you still don’t remember him.

but you’re captivated, all the same.

(from underneath his blindfold, gojo watches you smile. he thinks to himself that some things must truly never change; because he still feels that familiar swarm of butterflies, with every move you make.)

[wild0moon]

i bring you: my casual clothes tankman design (and steve too) i am so normal about found family tankdad

happy pride month lol

[yooboobies]

shaped like love, like sunshine, like happiness - a boundle of joy | dedicated for @raplinenthusiasts tiny tan (3/7)

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Normal Friend Behaviour.

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[iwoulddieforienzo]

Personally I think percabeth is at its best when Grover is in it. I don’t necessarily mean in a polycule way I just think it’s great when he’s around

[gravitysoda]

refusing an impossible wish and settling for one last game of chess.