#im back on my bullshit

[koryuoftheriverflow]

"He took a song and a kiss, and left me nothing but a bloody cloak."

[cordspaghetti]

saying goodbye is taking longer than expected

[cartoon-goon02]

the nastiest chav in revachol

[superdaisypowerhour]

Ianthe would fuck palamedes if push came to shove but that doesnt make her bisexual it just makes palamedes a woman

[badplayerana]

1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9

[joljulep]

Get whammed

[weirdnotal]

212th motto is "fuck it, we ball" so I made some posters <3

Cody's motto is "parkour is my middle name"

[erestuuu]

Never Meant To Be Mine (AU)

Hello people I did it again. Desertduo au based on a quote I saw and the dynamic of LalaLand

[t1koy-roll]

BTSV in a nutshell

[tea-time221]

genji's honest reaction to finding out that his best friend has fallen in love with the brother that tried killing him^

live laugh blackwatch cassidy x scion hanzo AU

miscellaneous r76 ft. angel gabe AU because i never see anything for it. the dynamic is great i need ya'll to see it

CRINGE CULTURE IS DEAD

REBLOG OVERWATCH ART IN 2023 😽🫰

[mirioho]

he's a good kid

redbubble || INPRNT

[kikkomansoymilk]

John: Between you and Yellow I think you were the monster and I'm glad I'm nothing like you

Arthur: I literally cannot stand to listen to a single decible of your voice any longer you naive, ignorant parasite

literally 2 episodes later

Arthur: hey do you wanna go to dinner after this?

John: yea? like a date?

[8-rae-rae-8]

"Ker was always dealing with some personal shit. That's why, in spite of everything else, we got along."

....

"Johnny?"

Bottom middle image by @/valeriesilverhand on here!!

[venusinta]

i like you! please be my valentine...! 💘

[callsign-songbird]

"Bleeden' Jesus, bonnie!" Soap yelps, drawing his hand back suddenly from where he had reached to grab his sweet birds hand. Casual, sweet, nonchalant.

"Mind tellin' meh why yer hands feel like you've been fondlen hot coals like a right fucken' bawbag?" He mumbles, brow furrowing as he reaches just a bit further up to grab her by her upper arms so he can look her over, the flesh bare beneath his fingertips in her tank top.

Much to his surprise, the skin there is concerningly cold, and his look of worry only deepens as he stands, pulling his hands away and beginning to rifle around for her pants, knowing that she'll put up a Hell of a fight if he tries to drag her to the doctor in those cute little pajama bottoms he loves.

But his bird isn't even mildly concerned, softly gripping his bicep and murmur soft words of placation until he comes back to the couch with her. After all, she feels fine. This just happens sometimes, and the game just came back on. He wouldn't want to miss it, right?

Not even a week later, Soap is getting ready for his impending deployment the next day, checking everything over and making sure he has all of the pretty pictures of his bird that he can't leave home without. That's when he feels a presence behind him from his seat perched on the edge of their bed and a nose nuzzling sweetly into his neck.

A damn cold nose at that.

Two absolutely frigid hands wrap around his midsection and pull him back just a bit until he's flush against his girl. "What in the name oh' tha' Pope is wrong wit' you, bird?"

The question isn't meant to be insulting or have nearly as much bite as it did. But Johnny is SURE that it isn't normal for the body's hands and nose to be freezing while the torso is absolutely burning up, especially not when you apparently fall on both ends of the spectrum, depending on the day.

At this point, it's a little harder for his bird to convince Johnny that she doesn't need to go to a doctor. After all, she's already slung over his shoulder and halfway out the door. His jaw is set stubbornly, and his brows have that determined furrow that means no one can talk him out of it.

*SMACK*

The sound reverberates through the room as Soap pauses mid-stride, processing that just happened. "... Bonnie... Did you just?-..."

The only answer he gets is a fit of soft giggles as she presses a hand to her mouth. Well, she can't be feeling THAT bad then, not when she knows what she just signed up for.

"... Aye? So, that's how it's gonnae be then? Alright, princess. Let me show you how it's done." His smirk borders on menacing as Soap turns on his heel with near deadly precision, prowling towards their shared bedroom with his hands gripping the bird on his shoulder just a bit tighter.

Fucked up internal temperatures or not, the doctor will still be there once she has a few less braincells melted out of her ears into the mattress, right? Maybe it will help her regulate?

Oh, he'll find out all right.

[daevier]

Caitlyn speedrunning the end of her career like--