#mr. grump

[nortsauce]

Stills from my last vid wherw The gang are playing truth or dare at a sleepover!

Things have been! rough! so i figured we could all use a laugh and everyone’s been asking me about Phoenix’s mom so here you go!

[thetinytaco]

With 10mph yesterday I drew Arin as Mr. Bubz

[bigspoonlttlespoon]

Twilight princess lonk (going back to my loz roots)

(@/damp_cats is just my @ on other platforms i was too lazy to make another version with my name here)

[alphashley14]

✨ The Big Reveal ✨

[gabe-guzman]

How fitting it was that tonight Redwood's residents adorned costumes. Hiding who they were, hiding what they'd done. The opening was innocent enough, of course but Gabriel Guzman wasn't going to let his guard down now. With an unreadable expression, he held his glass out to them--- "Cheers."

@happieststarters

[cranneo]

Here's wolf papa I was talkin' about. <3

need to give him some clothes lol....

[mellow-elbow]

I humbly offer a shaky recording of the national anthem at CC2 🤲🏻🤲🏻🤲🏻

[youtubeminuscontext]

It's like we're, like, circling the drain of gay sex and there's nothing you can do!

Dan Avidan

[writingjourney]

Secondo getting cuddles for existing is a thought that lives in my head rent free.

it really feels like it's loving Secondo day today and I'm more than here for it!! ♡

But can you imagine, someone being so grateful for his existence in their life and asking for a hug after he helped them with something. And when he asks them why he can't comprehend that they're just so grateful to have him in their lives 😭

[ereborne]

What is a Monday? A miserable little pile of obligations.

semester turnover restructure

generate/send out error reporting

figure out how to separate out unique counts

create polite reply to Massive Dick Move email

finish the bad book >:(

bò kho (not an obligation. dinner)

laundry

lizard bath

[rudy-sport]

"Would we find each other in every universe?"

"Yes."

@your-pal-smoochins

[lololily75]

dance all night

[doctorwormcore]

i rewatched twenty-five acts and why is barba literally so cute when they introduce him?

[nationalharryleague]

Welcome to your forever home, bacon 🫶

[tricornonthecob]

y'all I cantered AND I got a shoutout from the instructor for two-pointing two whole laps AND the grumpy lesson pony snuggled/groomed me back today and just. I can die happy now.

[meatriarch]

leaves all the necessary pieces of a diy bee garden in a busted up old box in maria's car for her to find with a scrawled ' happy birthday, bumblebee ' note on top. / @t4mpered

the box was a rather jarring sight to spot, sitting nestled on the floor in front of the passenger seat. confusion had settled across maria's face as she scoured through recent memory — did she leave something in here? what could she have picked up? she'd gone to the store recently, one of the galleries, back and forth to class. did she mistakenly grab something when she stopped by one of lee's practices? couldn't think why she would, but maybe she grabbed something she shouldn't have — or, maybe lee left it in there, forgot? she didn't recall him carrying anything though—

maria drops her bag on the passenger seat from across shoulder, eyes squinting down at the old, beat up box. curiosity coaxing her to lean down closer when she spots a note resting atop it, and her head tilts itself to align the words better for her to read, and realization wipes the confusion clean off her face with a grin.

oh, daniel, you sneaky little—

with a laugh to herself, she turns to sit on the seat, taking the note and tucking it into her bag — for safe-keeping, to place into one of danny's little photo albums later. a little reminder, for herself, how sweet and thoughtful he is even when he puts on airs of indifference.

carefully she opens the box to take a peak inside, at all the little necessities to put together a bee garden, and already her mind starts racing as to where she could get it set up. her apartment complex would never allow her . . . but! perhaps she can find a place back home in uvalde, in her garden back home. mama would love to see the little bees bumbling around the flowers.

the smile on her face hurts her cheeks the more it grows, carefully making sure everything is set back nicely into the box before closing it, to keep anything from getting jostled about on the way home. maybe mama will feel up to helping her get it set up. she'd love that.

car door shuts and she scoots herself to the drivers seat, digging her key back out and starting it up. she'll have to think of something to bake him, maybe, as a little thank you for the gift. maybe next time she rides back home with some of their friends, he'd like to tag along for the weekend — get to see how it came along, all the bees buzzing about, drooping the flowerheads down with the weight of their cute little chunky selves—

her smile doesn't falter as she starts the drive back home.

danny, you're getting the biggest hug when i see you!