#im sadge ]

[mew-aka-mimichan]

Shout out to the photos I took during my abusive household era lol

The neighborhood was actually really nice and I thought I had a chance to actually go to school there but that man just had to fcuk it up

Also rip to his dog, he treated him like shiet which should have been a red flag for my mom but idk why she didn’t pick that up

[ciervobizarro]

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[graysodacan]

gen hoshino in the pop virus tour 2019

[perelka-l]

alrite i am gonna post controversial opinion but y'all sleeping on jiraya's hotness and trauma

[squiglluwu]

I want to feel someone's skin on mine, I miss hugs and cuddles, I wanna wrap my arms around you and hug you under your jumper

[amethyst-art]

I'M SO ANNOYED

THERE'S NO WAY THAT 3 PEOPLE ARE OUT OF THE SERIES WHILE MY FUCKING LAPTOP IS IN REPAIRS

I CAN'T DRAW ANYTHING!!!

AAAAAAAAAAA

[1511j]

[snowball-doie]

Who is hyunsik?

he's one of my OCs-- did i fuck up and forget to replace his name somewhere NAURRRRR.............. he's basically haechan in my mind, so anything i write with hyunshik i just throw it on this blog as haechan... idk if that made sense lmao

(if you guys ever see hyunshik, it's haechan. hyochan/rujun is renjun. jace is johnny, etc, etc. i got a million ocs...)

[wollycobbl3-blr]

im sad ;; i miss everybody here

yena ,, rani,,, sky ,, jada ,, jia ,, kie ,, hana ,,

i remember names (｡•́︿•̀｡)

auuuhhhhhh

im so ,,, busy though ,,,,,,,,

do they think of me too? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

no,,, yes? no,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

busy-ness making me think sadly

its a sad day today

[mew-aka-mimichan]

Trauma!!! :D

Shout out to that one time I was held in a cop car until 7am cus I jumped out my window at midnight and ran away to get help because my “stepdad” was abusing me and my mom at the time and was holding my mom hostage and literally beating her and I genuinely thought that he would shoot us in a drunken rage and hurt us even more than he did the entire time we lived in his house and I ran barefoot to a laundromat because I had lost my phone after I jumped out the window and after the two of them found me and picked me up I jumped out the window AGAIN because I heard my mom yelling in pain and called 911 and they still didn’t arrest him cos he’s moots with the cops <3

Jeez I’m disassociating just thinking ab it

I love how mimi said: “it’s ventin time” and started venting all over the place

And dw we’re safe now ^_^

[nyanzaya]

oh god im feeling depressed seeing mutual who been inactive for 1 yr+

[just-bee-lieve]

a peek into the au where mike works at the pizza plex and he and vanessa are work besties :^}

BONUS

[teletubbyinlipstick]

More Hybrid!Poly TF141 x Reader pleaaasseeeee? 🥹

(ps, love your writing!)

OwlHybrid!Poly TF141 X Reader

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Thank you for reading. You're all so sweet for the support! I'm negl. I didn't expect people to read it, haha. I'm so shocked by the love.

Thankyou @bina-passion-fruit for the morning after idea! See her reblog of the first part for the gist. And please feel free to send in scenarios you could see these birbs end up in!

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The next day IS tense. The atmosphere has never been this suffocating.

Not in their own home.

Gaz sits curled up in Johnny's frame at the breakfast nook, head resting on the older mans shoulder, a deep frown setting into his face. His eyes are crusted a little, nose still deep red and cheeks puffy. He looks thoroughly exhausted, like he hasn't slept.

They all do.

Johnny has a cuppa sitting untouched. It's luke warm by now, but he can't bring himself to drink it. Face mirroring Gaz's, glaring down at the coffee like it has personally offended him. Every couple minutes, he huffs deeply, eyes darting away from the cup to glance around as if in thought, but he inevitably ends up gazing lost into his cup again.

Price and Simon are at the stove and counter. Quietly discussing things that need to be done for the day. There's lulls of silence in their convos, moments where their minds wander to the dove sleeping down the hall. Price feels guilt eating him alive. He's hunched a bit, chin tucked down in a clear sign of forlorn. Simon continues to run a hand up his spine soothingly, pressing closer to offer as much comfort as he can. But he can't deny the stabs of agony he, himself, feels.

It's raw. It sucks.

And Simon feels so fucking lost in this moment. He wants to gather all his mates in his arms (even you) and shush, coo, and coddle until there's nothing but purrs, chirps, and preened content lovers piled into a nest. He wants to scent you and rub you in their things to let you know you're safe and cared for now. He sees the trauma, the fear when Johnny reached for you. The self soothing you do by rubbing your arms.

He sees you. And in doing so, he sees himself. A scared fledgling unsure of the world, burned and bitten, spat upon by those who swore to love them.

Someone hurt you.

Tore at your feathers until you were too scared to take flight. And if Ghost ever gets a name he'd tear the motherfuckers wings from their spine.

The pitter patter of footsteps approaching the kitchen lifted them from their haze, four pairs of eyes snapping to you as you sleepily shuffled in. You wore a simple oversized t shirt and sweatpants to bed, hair rumpled from sleep, eyes and cheeks red and puffy from sleep. They can see the tear streaks dried from last night and it breaks their heart all over again.

Price makes the first move, taking a small step towards you with a plate held out. Buttered toast, sizzling eggs, and red srawberries sit on top.

"G'mornin' sweetheart, hope you slept well. 'Ve cooked some breakfast. There's coffee in the pot. Help yourself." Soft eyes gaze down at you. He's hunched inwards a little, head tilted down and the sweetest smile gracing his face. You feel very flustered, keenly aware of the 3 other sets of eyes intently watching.

Taking a deep breath, you offer a half smile, grasping the plate with slightly shaky hands.

"Uhm..t-thankyou, sir"

"John."

Wide doe eyes peer up at him, shock clear on your face. He feels his lips quirk at the sight.

"My mates call me John. Not sir. We're equal here, okay? You call me by my name." When his hand reaches out, you don't swat it away this time, only watching in marvel as he tucks hair behind your ears, crows feet aligning his kind eyes.

Taking a shaky breath, a soft, geniune smile spreads across your face, eyes darting to your feet and back up as you turn to the table. Johnny and Gaz are staring right at you, wings perked up. Gaz is quickest to his feet, pulling out a chair, a handsome grin settling on face. Pretty boy, you muse to yourself. Sitting down with a grateful smile and a hushed thankyou.

A hand reaches past your shoulder, jarring and unexpected. You whip your head up to see Simon offering a placate smile down at you, other palm face up to soothe. You tilt your head owlishly, blinking at him. It causes the older mans lips to quirk up on one side, brown eyes softening as he gazes down at you. He nods his head towards the table, and upon looking back to your plate, you realize he sat down a fork...oh.

Tears welled in your eyes, and a sniffle broke through. Simon's eyes widened a fraction, quickly backing away with both his hands raised, palm up.

"'M sorry luvie, didn't mean t'startle you."

It was sincere, filled with guilt. A small sob breaks past your lips. Johnny whines high in his throat, reaching out for your hand across the table, only to stop short, unsure if you'd appreciate the contact. His lips are once again pulled down, eyes saddened.

"Bonnie?..." Murmured so quietly into the air, the boys hold their breath, pulling their wings in to appear smaller. You wipe at your face again, sniffling, eyes glossy and cheeks rosy. And when you finally lifted your head, the last thing they expected was to see the brightest grin painted across your face, pure happiness shining, tear streaks lined with joy.

"No one's ever been so kind to me...thankyou. All of you."

Oh, dove, you haven't seen anything yet.

[girlboyburger]

had an identity crisis, prime time for a slight sona redesign!

it's cow! (again!)

+ a closeup because i'm really proud of the eyes

[nixnjix]

Me looking up Vens birthday like a fevered dream. Where the fuck is it

DID I NOT GIVE YOU ONE

I KNOW YOURE A MARCH BBY.

[realsubtlejules]

god is dead