#this ☝🏼

[fadedlovemp3]

[stasea911]

🎯🧚🎯🧚

[stasea911]

🎯

just in case you need to hear this today:

you are not a failure

you are not a waste of space

you are loved

you are wanted

I believe in you

you can do it!!!!

[vhenan-ma-ghilana]

hand studies, might as well make it of a special certain professor ❤️

[miyukisluv]

alley rose

happy wolfwood wednesday!

[xoxochb]

look at us u and iiiiii back at it againnnnnn

——— ౨ৎ ⊹ ࣪ ˖

“so after that she read the book, and as a good christian she was like ‘o-m-g this is total bullshit’ throughout the entirety of it— buttttt she ended up writing her own romance novel after that.”

“isn’t that against the morals of christianity though?”

you shrug. “I think? I know that premarital sex is a sin sooooo… yes?”

percy nods understandingly. “okay, tell me what happened after that.”

“well the novel she wrote was about this woman who walks into a bar and meets this man— she orders a dirty martini—” you laugh. “and then they go for a walk after and they just really talk about life I suppose.”

percy hums, the sound vibrating against the skin of your sternum. his legs entwine with your own, unclothed. you feel his face heat up. but you ignore this and continue your story.

“well anyways, so writing this whole sexy romance story was—”

“sweet girl.” you feel him smirking now.

“perseus.”

“I’m gonna need you to put on underwear before you continue that story.”

you laugh and roll your eyes. “you’re such a boy! I don’t even know where they are!”

“somewhere…” he lifts his head from your chest, searching the cabin floor. “somewhere.”

“exactly! so you and your hormones will have to wait.”

percy places his head back between your tits. you pat his head soothingly.

“I’ll have to show you that episode some time,” you murmur into his hair before pecking the top of his head.

“whatever you want. as long as your underwear are on I think I can sit through it.”

[yrsonpurpose]

Numbers on me being into dudes? Seventy-eight percent probability of latent bisexual tendencies.

[en-chi-la-da]

still thinking abt them 😔💜

[oldmama]

Togame profile from official character guide

Rough translation

[stefsimz]

what we've been up to at the Miles-Frederick household

[stasea911]

Girls with tattoos are🔥

[artharakka]

Another earlier commission for @themyscrian

[hopeluna-archived]

Diavolo drabble please! 🫶

One diavolo drabble coming up with a side of tired butler!

Drabble ask game

"I'm gonna kill myself."

Barbatos's eye twitches in slight annoyance on Diavolo breaking his afternoon alone tea time. "And why is that exactly you have taken this decision?", the butler sighs, putting down his cup of tea.

"MC.....they're angry with me", now that peaks Barbatos's interest. You hardly ever manage to lose your temper with the prince.

He struggles to be proper and not laugh out loud at the sunken look on Diavolo, though he smiles amused. The young royal looks like the embodiment of a kicked puppy, fidgeting with the hem of his cloth as he takes a seat opposite to him with sad eyes.

"Did you do something to make them angry?"

"Well that's the problem, I don't know what I did!", Diavolo whines out. "They haven't talked to me all day-", and he goes back to fidgeting nervously, now with the teaspoon on the table. "Do you think they hate me?"

"I'm sure they don't, and I would suggest talking with them as communication is very important", his eagerness to make Diavolo leave threatens to slip through the cracks of his composed smile.

"Oh yeah....i'm sure that will help!", Diavolo's eyes light up in shine as he excitedly gets up, "thank you, Barbatos!"

Barbatos huffs in annoyance as the dust on this lampshade just refuses to part with it. Its been a few hours after talking with Diavolo. And Barbatos begrudgingly went back to work when he realized his tea had went cold.

The ping! of his D.D.D interrupts his thoughts.

Diavolo

Turns out, they were just busy and couldn't find the time to talk to me!

What a funny incident, don't you think? Hahahaha!

Barbatos isn't sure if he can keep working and living under these conditions anymore.

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[crybaby-bkg]

serial killer gojo who likes to stalk you on campus. watch you from across the cafeteria. follows you to your male friends dorm, who ends up maimed the next morning.

who gets tired of never being seen, even though he’s brighter than a fucking dying star on campus, and yet you never notice him. who gets tired when the campus is empty and you’re all alone. finds a knife that’s almost bigger than your head and chases you across the open fields.

he’s laughing, the whole time. his head thrown back and his smile wide as the blade hangs limply at his sides, as if not in threat. as if your heart doesn’t beat so hard against your ribcage, that you think you hear the bones crack with every thud. like your bleeding heart may burst from your skin and splatter onto the ground before you.

he’s a killer, but he’s kind. he’s a killer, but not to you, never to you. holds you so sweetly when he catches you, because of course; he was always going to catch you. licks away your tears and smiles at you, disarming, everything and not. his eyes too ocean wide, his teeth too bone white. you see your reflection in his incisors. you see prey. you see your reflection in his eyes. you see love. it’s always been love for him.

all you have to do now is accept it.

[yrsonpurpose]

Imminent status as a revolutionary gay icon.

[rystiel]

firm believer in mullet stan 2.0