#text yesterday

[transgender-catboy]

Supposed to be hanging out with my friend today but things aren't looking too good

[threefuckencrowsinatrenchcoat]

Myself included tbh

[vivienvalentino]

"tumblr's dead" until it's time to steal text posts, gifs and fan art then suddenly they know where to go.

[prinnay]

After every storm

[spooksier]

me when the emotionally repressed character is revealed to have had something happen in their childhood that was completely out of their control but changed them in a way they can never come back from

[clover-mouse]

the grassy gnoll had me thinking about a mossy rock … mossy .. statue?

so here is a gargoyle i’ve doodled up. he’s my son

[just-barrow]

true love

[wedarkacademia]

Yesterday I was the Moon by Noor Unnahar

[dailykafka]

— June 19, 1916 / Franz Kafka diaries

[stuckinapril]

i am completely normal and i don’t crave love every day at all (i look for it in every nook and cranny and these days the sun sinks too soon and the cold encloses my bones in a vice-like grip and december will come and go and it’ll be just another year i’m left without love)

[anime-as-textposts]

[zegalba]

Number (N)ine: 'Yesterday' Slogan T-Shirt Autumn/Winter 2002

[drawthethingdoppelganger]

Muppets pt.2

[ghost-bison]

part 1 here

[idyllcy]

linked - grim reaper x reader

You swear the first time wasn't on purpose. You had just logged off the call with Grim and found yourself warm and sexually frustrated, and you swear you were just trying to blow off some of that frustration. You forgot, however, that his soul was literally linked to yours.

Grim had to call off work because he wasn't able to calm himself over seeing your fingers stuck inside of you and the way you moaned his name when you came around them.

He would rather die than admit you had that kind of effect on him.

The second time? When you deduced that he couldn't stare you in the eye because he watched you finger yourself? Was totally on purpose.

You tell Grim good night as usual, and you find yourself annoyed again, an abnormal heat in your abdomen as you frown. You frown, but your lips curl upward when you remember Grim can now see everything you do. So, you rummage through your drawer for lube, squirting it on your fingers as you slide one in, Grim's name slipping past your lips as you slide it all the way in.

Then, you slide a second;

and a third.

You gasp as you speed up, back arching as you feel yourself get closer, Grim's name a mantra as you gasp and twitch around your fingers, pretending they're his instead, crying as you feel yourself cum, legs twitching as you make a mess between them. You sigh in relief when you do, pulling the tissues to wipe your fingers clean as you click on your laptop to text him.

To Grim: Missing you (づ￣ ³￣)づ

Grim sits in his cold shower on the other end, desperate to get the red off his skin. You were going to kill him.

[clover-mouse]

not cold yet but fur's getting longer