#i dont even understand myself

[missowo]

cursed au.

[pollinateme]

behind you!

behind you!

crawling, dragging, limping, screaming, haunting, dancing.

fear sways in tree branches,

disguised as the trembling limbs on a dancer en-pointe.

it moves organically,

growing inside your womb.

do you feel it kicking?

swaying, mumbling, killing, possessing, terrifying, dancing?

life is not shadow,

turning, turning, a pirouette,

blurring the truth in desperation.

[choccy-milky]

dad seb dad seb dad seb 💕

[umblrspectrum]

my text disappeared here when i posted. what happened

[plagalkey]

ENERGETIC ⚡️

you make me feel so high

[thesunoficarus1]

as a matter of fact, eddie diaz better be gay because otherwise he gave up all of those fine ass women for no reason and I just can't handle that

[hg-aneh]

Sigh

I can't believe I have to say this

If you know of anyone who's y'know "bad" or anything of the sort and happens to follow me... don't??? tell??? me??

Regardless of the circumstances and actions of the person, I say this with the utmost respect and fear: I don't want to get involved

What people who follow me or don't or have me blocked or muted or whatever do in their free and irl time is not my business

I know not to mess with english-speaking communities' personal affairs now. Like, no offense, but y'all are pretty fucking creepy when it comes to stuff like that, and that's why, again, I don't want to get involved

I have enough problems in the real world currently. Please understand that! 🙏

[theotherhappyplace]

Me: how could we inspire hate in a cosmic horror god if we are so small and insignificant?

Brain: how do people react to a spider in their bed. Or maggots in their fridge?

Me: oh

Me: OH NO

[commander-revan]

What the fuck was the point of all this

[n0bluev]

Another, zzz

[shesmore-shoebill]

angela giving amanda more points for almost the same answers, pity points for wrong answers, and extra loving points for extra accurate answers........... hashtag amangela math....

[98chao]

quick PSA for any cookie run fans who like my art:

please do not use my past-shadow milk design without permission and especially without credit!!!

my friend just told me about people on tiktok using my blueberry milk cookie design, i went and looked and i found two videos by the same user, one video without credit. please do not do this!!! please ask me first, i know my ask box is closed (ill reopen it after i post this) but my DM's have always been open!!! its a design/character that's become very personal to me, yes i know it's just a concept design for a canon character but it still means a lot to me, and it makes me highly uncomfortable when people do stuff like this.

if you want to use my other art in edits that's okay! but please ask me if you want to use ANY of my designs, not just cookie run, for any reason! this is why i get nervous posting AU designs, because i'm scared stuff like this will happen, and now it has.

and of course PLEASE credit me. why do i even have to say this, it's common courtesy to credit the artists you take art from, but apparently some people don't have enough respect for artists to even do that.

edit: also, just in case i'm being too vague:

fanart is completely fine with me, just please credit me (and tag me because i want to rb it)

also, i'm fine with people taking inspiration from my designs as well. i'm not trying to gatekeep, i just want people to ask me first please.

[whiskeyandcigarsmoke]

This isn't meant to be good, it just needed to be written. Just trying to figure myself out thru writing about Logan.

"Stare"

*Post Void*

There are days where Wade will wake up and Logan will just be sitting in front of one of the windows, staring silently. He's so still and silent that if not for the occasional flicker of his eyelashes and subtle rising of his chest, he could very well be a statue. He doesn't respond to Wade’s normal teasing banter. No side eyes, no glare, no snarling or snapping. He acknowledges Wade with a turn of his head, but goes right back to his thousand yard stare. The stare of a man who's lived a lifetime far too long. Wade tries to talk to him, but gets nowhere. He used to Logan not speaking sonetimes, but he'll still communicate via grunts, huffs, and growls. Plus his non-verbal communication is always present. But today all of that is shut off. Logan is a blank, silent slate. Wade gives up trying to talk to him, but keeps an eye on him as the day progresses. He brings him a cup of coffee, setting it next to him on the end table next to Logan’s chair. Checking on him a couple of hours later, he finds the mug still full of now cold coffee. Dumping it in the sink, he returns to Logan’s side with a glass of water and one of Logan's cigars. Setting them both down on the table, he ruffles Logan’s hair and kisses the top of his head. Looking down, he sees a few stray tears slowly sliding down Logan’s cheek. Wordlessly, Wade wipes them away and gives the older man a kiss on the forehead. He decides to give Logan some space and privacy for a few hours, leaving him alone with his thoughts in the apartment. Returning later in the evening with takeout, he picks up the smell of cigar smoke and while Logan is still in the same spot that he left him in, he did at least smoke a bit and drank some of the water. Wade will consider that an improvement. Putting the takeout on the counter, he goes over to check on Logan. He was asleep and snoring softly. Wade figured him the smell of food didn't wake Logan up, it would be best to let sleeping dogs lie. An hour later had Logan rousing from his sleep and finally getting up from his chair. Grabbing his cigar, he crawled out onto the fire escape to finish smoking it while Wade re heats their food. Returning to the apartment, Logan saddles up to Wade, hugging him from behind. Pressing his nose to the back of the younger man's neck, he took in a deep, slow breath and rested his head on Wade's shoulder. A soft, low thrum began rolling thru his chest, filling Wade's diaphragm with Logan’s gratitude and thanks. Holding him closely a few more minutes, he placed a sweet, soft kiss on Wade's cheek before letting him go. Picking up his food, Logan walked over to the couch and sat down in his usual spot. After flicking the tv on, he looked to Wade and back to the spot next to him and repeated the cycle. Knowing what Logan wanted, Wade grabbed his own food and sat next to the silent Mutant. Scooting closer, Logan leaned into Wade's side, getting comfortable before eating his food. With the man's weight pushing into him, Wade smiled, happy Logan was learning to be comfortable leaning on Wade when he really needed it. Both emotionally and physically.

[n4rval]

the Hims i have so far

[dreamwinged]

anyway HIIIII!!! i'm sorry for going inactive out of nowhere! i missed u guys, and i hope every1 has been doing well :> to be honest, i've realized this site makes me really anxious so i likely won't be coming back or being active like i used to be. i'll still keep my blog up, and might pop back in every now and then to say hi, but i probably won't post consistently or anything like that :<< however, i srsly love and value all the connections and friends ive made via this blog so much, all of u are so lovely, and ill miss u lots 💘 i am (embarrassingly) active on twitter, so if anyone has it, dm me and id love to be your mutual there! :D fair warning i talk a lot about my selfship, but i find that for whatever reason im just more comfortable there :} ((OH AND DISCORD. IF ANYONE WANTS TO EXCHANGE DISCS MSG ME!))

sooo yeah!! ueueue i dont know how to end this... wishing peace and love and f/o kisses for all my moots

[moeblob]

What if I straight up didn't explain myself? What if I just said trust me on this? Would you?