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[omg-i-killed-kenny]

37 FOLLOWERS LESS GOOOOO

plz follow if you like TaWOG and GRAVITY FALLS.

[fastfists]

Go follow my dear pal @tarotcxrdrose plz and thank you UwU

[readyourmanga]

Demon slayer chapter 1 part 4 one like for part 5

[bennet-angle-demon]

Cyn and N fan art

[xer0-dr3amz]

hijihiiiiiiii i want followers, i want moots (or whatever y’all r called on here, i just left twt excuse me lolol) IM SUPER COOL I PROMMY

this is mostly an art blog!! my art is bright/vivid and i fuck with colors a lot. but i may post other things like just rambling, and i may also post my outfits and stuff like that. i draw fanart mostly, but i also like character designing

i like madness combat a LOOOOOOT. im mista wimbleton fr, my brain is hank pilled. i also LOVE mr 2bdamned doc madness combat SOOOO MUCH >_<‼️‼️❤️ i also like deimos and sanford too ig….(/j!!! i LOVE them gay bitches) i ALSO like jebus and im #1 sheriff hater (srry sheriff fans). i also like the employers❤️💙🤍💖

some other things im into r…..fnf!! mainly mods but i like base game too, i also like vocaloid (miku my queen), sanrio, hollow knight I LOVE HK‼️, arcane, pkm (ive only played a few of the games but i <3 pkm, ask me my favs plssss), the walking dead (game and show), minecraft story mode (CRINGE /pos), OMORI, aaaand cookie run <//3 (mostly ovenbreak i don’t mess with any of the other games lmaooo) and i like among us…..

i also like cats a lot‼️‼️‼️ AND im alt fashioned/fucking emo<\3 so like i said i may post my outfits cuz i am hot. i also love astronomy, horror, fantasy/scifi and shit like that

some music i like rrrr WILL WOOD/WWATT <333, jhariah, chonny jash, STARSET‼️, swallow the sun <3, five finger death punch, CAMELLIA, vocaloid artists: maretu, kairiki bear, utsu p, kikuo, mitchie m, and more, les friction (underrated band fr), avenged sevenfold, also cod zombies songs/kevin sherwood, aaand POETS OF THE FALL❤️❤️ I LOVE POTF SMMMM (and their alter ego band old gods of asgard)

here’s my carrd for EVERYTHING im into+more general info abt me: https://xer0dr3amz.carrd.co/

MY TAGS:

art - #kei’s art

rambling/text posts - #kei ramblez, #not art

irl stuff like my cat(s), outfits, showing off things, etc - #IRL kei

venting/ranting - #kei rantz, #kei ventz, #kei’s vent art/#vent art

reblogs - #kei reblogz

also also not important but i have MDD /w psychotic features and anxiety so i might vent/rant abt it from time to time

[ilovehelenkeller]

I wanna make this blog like a diary but no one would really gaf 😭

[kapa-the-werdo]

A̶r̶t̶ d̶u̶m̶p̶!̶!̶

Fork is a Note-Pal! Make ur own Note-Pal, make sure it's unique, and repost with a picture of your Note-Pal!! 💜💜💜

[tubzthelilbeeboy]

guys pretty plz go follow and support my ask/rp bloggg :3 it would be very cool of youuuu. its C!Tubbo based ofc

@tubzbeehive

[siixkiing]

Also, for anyone new here...I also run @iimexpensiive which is New Gods version of Sun Wukong.

[skullcat43]

It's still a WIP but heres my Oc ask blog!

[princesskuragina]

Check here

On that post that's going around everyone seems to have really high numbers so I want to see what the spread is really like

[readyourmanga]

Demon slayer chapter 1 part 3 one like for part 4

Follow me plz goal 100 followers

[frstk]

Instead of giving raises or allowing vacations, Vincent decides to personally treat his employees on new year's eve.

The other cooks: (Why is that guy getting the biggest loaf…😒duh)

& Vince getting stomachache from skipping meals, so the food duo broke into his apartment to the rescue🤗

[ilovehelenkeller]

why is my account allergic to followers???

[metalnchains]

He’s staring again. Even with one earbud in, music blaring, and a turned back, you know he’s boring holes into your back. Why he’s here terrorizing you is beyond you. You’ve never addressed him by the wrong rank, never bumped into him, never spoken out of turn to your knowledge. To your remembrance your longest conversation was whether or not he and his team had had a good flight over here, nothing offensive about that right? So why he’s once again chosen to sit here in a hard plastic chair that’s far too small for his hulking frame is a mystery. You know it’s his choice now. You’d interrogated Kate after the first time. She was wholly amused by your plight apparently, assuring you he wasn’t a threat to you. He was just…like that apparently. His team always comes in boisterous, happy to be on flat ground and in good company with Kate and the captain leading. The captain is always polite but distant. He and Kate always seem to need to get down to business quickly to help ease the weight on their shoulders. Being at the top came with heavy burdens. The sergeants are more chatty. They’re quick with a quip for you, or a light hearted jab for the other sergeant before heading into the conference room. He’s always the last to enter building, massive, intimidating, and silent. The first time he entered he’d stared at you with furrowed brows as you greeted the small crowd. His stare cut through any lighthearted chatter on the tip of your tongue. Scuttling back to the desk and starting on those end of quarter reports seemed a much safer option than standing there waiting for any orders from Kate. And it would have been a perfect plan…If he hadn’t stayed outside the conference room on guard duty not even ten feet away from you. No words, no acknowledgment just that god awful staring. Your polite attempts at small talk eventually petering out into embarrassed paper shuffling. Now you can say you’re almost used to it. It’s still unnerving to catch the skull out of the corner of your eye. Or steal a glance at just how deep and dark his eyes are. But at least he’s stopped trying to kill you with his furrowed eyebrows. His expression has smoothed out to boredom instead of unease, and mistrust. Your best guess is that the sound of a keyboard, and a stapler just aren’t much of a threat. Whatever it was you’re thankful.

You’ve started to bring them coffee for their meetings. The puffy rings under their eyes noticeable. Your hands nearly shake when you bring him a cup for the first time. Sitting at your desk feels easier and less heavy now that you’ve gone and approached him successfully, even if he’s not moving to actually take a drink. You feel accomplished, like a little kid brave enough to go and check for monsters all by themselves instead of asking an adult to do it for them. You have to stifle a laugh with a cough at how comically small the little styrofoam cup looks in his massive hand. Almost like a child’s toy teacup. He takes his coffee black. You’ve only seen him drink a sip or two in the several times they’ve been here over the last few months. But he’s never reached for the creamer or sugar you always leave on the chair next to him. He’s started to nod at you when you hand him the cup. When his finger tips had brushed yours the last time you handed him his cup it had felt like a spark. You’d almost said sorry to him for touching him, it was so unexpected. His fingers had been warm though. Warm and slightly rough with callouses. Winter was the worst. With the end of the year looming the workload you and everyone else were expected to complete become more and more. Your poor wrists were taking the brunt of it. The ache was getting harder and harder to ignore, and lifting them to stretch or rub at the aching muscles was only getting you so far. Still the reports, spread sheets, and now frequent coffee runs didn’t let up. The 141 had been here for nearly 2 weeks now. Meeting with Kate and god knows how many other people all over base. The lieutenant’s stare hadn’t even registered in your frazzled brain as you tried to survive these damned reports. He’s never approached your desk before today. Never even come close to stepping behind it. But today he’s leaning over your chair, nearly touching you. His body heat is radiating out warming you quicker than the ancient central heating in this building could ever dream of. With a grumbled “can’t sit ‘ere watching ya break yer wrists luv” he placed a wrist rest by your keyboard. His face is so close when you turn. You’re close enough to see the brown of his eyes, and that they’re crinkled a bit like he’s amused at your warming cheeks. They’re deeper than you’d ever glimpsed in your periphery, but they’re so very warm.

Suddenly having him stare at you with those eye of his doesn’t seem so bad.

[sleepsucks]