#look at these gays

[iwanna69akutagawa]

Soukoku nation is WINNING fr

[xxcloudyskiezxx]

If god hates gays why do we keep winning?!

[sock-has-rock]

Some fluff and comfort for my boys (might draw angst next, can't let them be happy for too long)

[leos-soggy-wolf-nuts]

chunter doing the riker pose why

[alphaclxwn]

woah ransara brainrot my doods

ALSO RANJOESARA IS COOL TOO EXPECT SOME OF THAT SOON

[lattedusks-mochadawns]

Slightly Suggestive Art!

My OCs Harrison and Charlie

(They are just shirtless and covered)

Look at these two losers. They are very in love. Harrison is the bear with purple hair. Charlie is the fox with pink hair.

So yeah, pretty different art content to what I’d usually make. I don’t think I’ve ever posted anything this suggestive before (although, I’ve very rarely drawn suggestive things to begin with and this is just quite light).

Idk what prompted me to make this. But it only took yesterday and today. Assessments are sucking the life outta me. I am struggling in writing my literary article intro (which is weird, I’m usually good at English).

[cherrystar-art]

Drew my ocs Abby and Sarah :)

[sachsoup]

Search History

Not proof-read, still unfinished, I'll add more later. Sorry for the bad grammar, English isn't my first nor my native language. Also, ooc Wednesday.

Wednesday uses Enid's laptop to answer the questions that had been bugging her for weeks. Since she doesn't know how internet history works and Enid sees the mess.

Prompt by: @green-eyed-black-dragon

Wednesday was at Nevermore's library, endlessly scanning and tracing her fingers onto the books' spine.

It seemed like she was looking for something, she certainly looked distressed. Wednesday had been in the library for hours, though she might not look like it, she was tired. really tired. She had been there endlessly looking for some book that would atleast give her a clue on her feel- I mean, to get away with murder and a few other things she wanted to search about. She read and read, scanned and scanned, irritatingly looking at spines in the whole library just for it. She read every single book's table of contents and everything just for totally murder. 

It was hopeless, she thought. So, there she goes, waddling back to Ophelia Hall, irritated. Her roommate, Enid Sinclair was there, doing whatever the hell she was doing. The door creaks open and she goes in, Enid immediately turns her head around and tries to pleasure her with a conversation. But before such a thing happened, Wednesday slammed the door. 

Enid quite shocked from what her roommate did, she asked, "What happened to you?". Wednesday looks at her in the eye, sighs and goes, "I've been seeking for a book in the library for hours to answer a question of mine but there wasn't anything there that could quench my thirst. I wasted precious time in that place."

"Oh, is that so. You can borrow my laptop if you'd like." Enid replied. "Alright. You have to show me what to do it first." Wednesday replied.

Enid excitedly claps her hands and Enid then goes to Google and explains to her with enthusiasm, "Just click the rectangle and type in the words you want to search and then, click enter. You got that right?" Wednesday nods in return, showing Enid that she understands what she said. 

"If you don't need anything else from me, I'm going now! I've got to go and meet Ajax. Goodbye Wednesday!" Enid parts. Wednesday replies with a simple goodbye as Enid opened the door and went outside.

Wednesday sighs and types in what she wanted to ask. Let's just say the first few searches weren't that satisfactory (Can't really search up, "how to get away with murder" without seeing that book series). She searched up more questions she had stuck in her mind and finally the last ones, she was debating on whether to do such a thing. Her cheeks were heating up, turning redder and redder by any second and her breaths were getting uneven as her pulse quickened. She tried to keep a calm facade, she types in...

Enid just came back from her stroll with Ajax, she opens the door and sees Wednesday reading some book by Shelley. 

"So, does that mean you're done?" Enid asks. Wednesday only replies with a subtle nod and Enid knows that it's enough. Thinking that her laptop was powered off, she cleans it up and shuts it down.

Enid then flops onto her bed, relaxing at the comfort of her bed as a sigh of relief comes out of her. Wednesday notices then takes a little peak, her roommate really looked cute while doing that, you know. Wednesday realising what she thought tries to forget about it and goes back to reading (staring at the words) her book. She tries to calm herself. Trying to sound calm and sound monotone, Wednesday goes, "So, how was your walk with Petropolus?"

Enid snapping out of her trance and looks at Wednesday. She breaks out a smile and tells the tale of what she and Ajax did together. "He is just so cute! I just looooove how much of a good listener he is!" Enid cooes. Her cheeks pink from fluster. Wednesday was only reading her book, looking like she wasn't listening. With Enid not knowing that she scowled at that moment, feeling irritated. Wednesday didn't know why she felt like that though, but according to her searches...

"Hey- Hey, Wednesday! Are you even listening to me?" A voice says. Wednesday then snapped out of her trance, she answers, "Yes, I was listening to you." She flips a page. "It didn't seem like you were." Enid replies.

"You were talking about your walk and how cute and how much of a good listener he was." Wednesday immediately replies. An awkward silence then follows. "I'm sorry about that, I zoned out for quite some time." Wednesday apologizes. "It's fine." Enid reassures her.

It wasn't until the following day where Wednesday was doing her Wednesday things that Enid saw what she searched up. Enid felt... she certainly can't describe the feeling. She saw "Why do I want to kiss my roommate so bad" and another, "what does love feel like and how to make it stop" Enid laughed at that search. It was then followed by, "How to get away with murder" and "How to identify stab wounds" which spooked her quite a bit. Enid was having mixed feelings after seeing and reading her dearest roommate's search history. She felt astounded, dumbfounded, at one point she felt like she was laughing, or that she was surprised that her roommate felt something like that for her. Enid takes a few breaths to take in that new info.

[ghostplasmas]

(text: Maxwell / and Jay)

(Maxwell belongs to @act11as!)

[kai-ninjago]

HUNTLOW HATERS HOW DOES IT FEEEEEL 🤡

[iwanna69akutagawa]

He's such a cold b1tch I love him

[p-idiot]

Erm look at my ocs 🤑🤑

[mehissastar]

Here's a reel I had finished yesterdayyy

Casino belongs to this lovely bitch right heeere @awesomespiritcat21

I'll be making a post very soon that dives a bit on Lekazë 🤭

[into-the-groove]

favorite photo of all time not even joking

[lotrmusical]

never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱

[churroach]

Full of Desires