#sorry guys.

[gojisaurus]

one of them blew up their base

[jjngipilled]

[mfshipbracket]

[sammygender]

sam & dean winchester | two children in a motel (on youtube)

[isatartdump]

ALSO LIKE A THING I NOTICED NOW BECAUSE I NEVER LOOK AT THESE I ONLY LOOK AT THE COMMENTS/TAGS BECAUSE I LIKE SEEING WHAT YOU GUYS SAY.

Why are there so many of you. I don't fit you all in my house. I don't even know how to thank you kMDLWQKNE

UHM?? You guys are cool thanks for giving me a place to ramble? And post my little sketches. That you seem to like

It means a lot to me

UHM UHM HERE !! HAVE- HAVE MORE OF MY SIFLOOP SKETCHES BECAUSE I TEND TO DO THEM ON MY FREE TIME

There's also a sifzaloop hidden in there

Haha.

[pyrten]

ARES MAKE MY RUNS BUSTED AND I WILL FOREVER ACT AS YOUR WEAPON OF WAR. YOUR ELEMENT IS HERE IN BLOOD AND DEATH.

[amrv-5]

Alan Alda in The Mephisto Waltz (1971)

[atallcosts]

this dakota has been sitting in my files for almost 3 years now and the world needs to see it

[meowicule]

so that new chapter

[moraymoth]

I removed all the Ky-related posts, the only two I kept up were the one for Lou and the brainvomit. Sorry in advance.

ALSO PLEASE DO NOT HARRASS KY?? THAT WAS NOT MY INTENTION. DO NOT HARRASS THEM. PLEASE.

If I had known Ky was being harassed in ANY way over my opinion I would have immediately stopped posting about it oh my god

[joeyclaire]

dream smp <<<<< hermitcraft < stampy’s lovely world. just saying.

[boowomp]

…….

[fentyler]

IM YAOING OAL OVER THW PLACE AHHHHHHH IM YAOING IIM YAOING EVERYWHER

[galahads-hart]

Though Lovers Be Lost - Part 3

He'd been sitting at the desk listening to his colleagues drone on for almost an hour now, barely taking it in. He should never have agreed to come to Paris while James was off god only knew where, doing god only knew what.

Since he'd woken in the middle of the night to find his partner getting dressed, he'd had this sinking feeling that no amount of reassurance from James could dispel.

When he'd arrived at the shop a few hours late he'd hoped, prayed, James had taken his concerns to heart and instead of fucking off to try and prove himself, he'd have simply gone to Arthur and given him all the information he'd obtained. But even as he'd stepped over that threshold, he'd known James' ridiculous obsession with outshining Harry would win through.

Of course, Alistair knew it wasn't about Harry, not really. It had always been about James' own insecurities. Deep down, he believed he wasn't good enough. That he was only there because Lee Unwin died. But more than that, there was guilt and shame.

I should have done it. I should have thrown myself on that grenade. James had said one dark night after a rough mission he'd barely survived. As he sat in Alistair's living room, half a bottle of tequila open in front of him. But I didn't react quick enough. Lee did. Lee saw it and he would have seen the trip wire too.

They'd started that night. Drink had led to comfort, which had led to almost a decade long relationship. And while James had generally become more confident in himself, there was always a part of him that couldn't quite let go of the fact that he was there instead of Lee.

Alistair had often wondered if Lee's death haunted James because he'd felt more than friendship for the man. He'd never asked, hadn't wanted to know, in all honesty, but he couldn't think of another explanation for why he was still so angry, or why he blamed Harry.

With a sigh, Alistair reached for his phone, glancing at the screen. Still no reply. He'd messaged James when he'd left Chester's office to tell him he was being sent to France. Then again when he'd arrived. He messaged when he got to his flat and then to the tailors shop in Paris. It had been almost an hour and he still hadn't heard anything.

And with each passing hour, his anxiety grew worse, gnawing away at his insides and leaving him unable to focus on anything but the increasing fear.

A knock on the office door drew his attention from his phone and a young woman smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, Percival, but Arthur is insisting on speaking to you."

Ice spread through him, its tendrils closing around his heart and squeezing tight.

"E-excuse me, ladies and gentleman." He stammered and waited in frozen hell for them to leave before slipping on his glasses.

"Percival." The old man said softly, "I'm afraid I have some news about Lancelot."

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[ppperlasz]

i see one more mischaractarized kusuo saiki post i’m losing it. you motherfuckers need to fucking LISTEN. lend me your ears, fellow companions. i do fear that i cannot find myself putting confidence into your so-called “soft kusuo 🥰” artworks. therefore, i won’t go so far to tolerate your way of acting, if that’s even acceptable to be called “way of acting”. to me, it is simply unbelievable that the OTHER SIDE OF THE SAIKI K FANDOM (yk who u are.) WANTS TO MAKE SAIKI SOFT. “kusuo sitting on his bf’s lap and taking care of him and giving him kisses maamaamam” SHUUUTTT YOUURRRR MOUTHS. SHUT UP. HAUD YER WEESHT. DIE KLAPPE HALTEN. MANAHIMIK KA. NO HE WILL NOT BE A CUTE SOFTIE!!! NO!!! NEVER!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!! NO IS FUCKING NO SO PLEAASEE GODDDDDDDDD STOPPPPPPPPPp

[johnnyhatesducks]

I like chubby Joker he is so cute like i want to hug him and maybe get stab by him, i also like buff Joker beacuse he is like running everywhere doing his clown stuff and i think he maybe workout sometimes yk and i love malnourished Joker like he doesnt need food He feeds on chaos it is not necessary eat stuff for him but i fuuuuuuucking hate twink Joker and i hate what people do with him,, yes i know he is a whore and he uses make up and stuff yes i know and i love him but why do u guys make him a twink? A feminine and extravagant guy can have a damn masculine body, he doesn't have to literally have that stupid waist.THE POINT IS THAT HE IS A FREAK, HE IS A DAMN FREAK AND YOU DO NOT ACCEPT HIM AGHHHH