Boyd and Erica both dying in season 3 feels homophobic against me personally

I got my heart broken today

i dont know what else to say

oh btw either i have objectively gotten better at bullet hell, or spamton neo is an easier fight than jevil, because i beat him in about six-ish tries, in one day, where it took me approximately a week and well over 30 attempts to beat jevil

I wish you would

jobriel | smut | modern au | choking kink | one shot

Prompted by an anon prompter for @t100fic-for-blm

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Gabriel is almost perfect. Really, almost a little too perfect.

She wants him to lose control, be a little rough with her. On more than one occasion, she’s woken up panting from a dream featuring his large fingers clamped deliciously around her throat.

Normally, she’d demand what she wants without a second thought. And she’s thought about mentioning it once or twice, but she stops herself short every time.

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Or, the one where Josie wants Gabe to choke her in bed, but she's worried she'll scare him off.

Read it on ao3.

Vincent is 20…

if someone would like to knock me out i’ll pay you

I drew this for no reason at all- probably- kinda rushed-

This is Savannah tho- she comes from the same AU as Celyn and Cloud. She's a trans woman-

(Don't ask why she has hair- ◇it's magic◇-)

No but seriously- it's actually magic- it still hurts if anyone pull it or anything like that-

(Idk if she counts as a Sans but- she's probably not a Sans-)

Also- my Youtube channel is usually working one the fanons- but i'll working on this AU on that channel too- so... you can check it out if you want... i'm a Gachatuber okay?- now y'all know (i'm just too lazy to draw so i use Gacha-)

The Youtube Channel

>:D

gorou's a bastard for having specter materials

Me starting my 2021 inktober: tbh i dont expect myself to do like -every- day and like ive never finished it yet soo like try ur best! A little sketch like make it simple, maybe just shoulders up! Yknow, little things because youre very out of practice and itd be nice to just draw little things daily :)

Me now barely half way through: it is an IMMENSE PERSONAL FAILURE if i do not complete every SINGLE day to a GOOD STANDARD and backgrounds now for almost every piece!! Interesting perspectives!! More characters!! More colour?? Should i introduce shading?? What do you mean my life is crumbling just that bit more than before and im so stressed and struggling trying to outwork my abilities which i have not refined?? THIS IS JUST FUN!!

                                                  I can take care of myself.

👅👅👅👅

sneak peek time bc im in a rough mood lol 

“I never been to a gay bar before,” Kells says, apropos of nothing.

Marshall nearly drops his phone. “Um.” 

The alarms blaring in his head are very distracting. 

“I’m kinda curious.” 

“Am I not exciting enough for you?” Marshall manages, trying for sarcasm. He tastes acid. 

“Respectfully, you’re boring as fuck. You never wanna go out.” 

“‘cause you’re not out,” Marshall says, embarrassingly high-pitched. 

“I’m not gay,” Kells reminds him sagely. 

“And I’m not boring. Fucker.” 

“Yeah, you are. You’re like, if grandma cardigans and room-temperature soup were a person. I still love you though.” 

Marshall blushes so hotly that it actually takes him aback. 

“Aw,” Kells says, reaching over to pinch Marshall’s cheeks, smiling at him all gooey and fond. 

“Stop,” Marshall says, smacking his hands away, fidgeting in his seat. “This is bloodlust. I wanna kill you so bad right now.” 

“Aww,” Kells says again, more emphatically. 

At least they’re not talking about gay bars anymore. 

“I bet you’d be crazy popular. Drunk dudes swarming all over you.” 

Great. 

“We ain’t talking about this,” Marshall says, tense.  

“Why not? Tell me what it’s like. I know you were all over that shit when you were my age.” 

“I was an extreme closet case when I was your age,” Marshall says, ignoring the way those last five words jab at him. “And don’t you ever get tired of whoring around?” 

The lighthearted expression on Kells’ face falls away, replaced by a quicksilver flicker of something dark and derisive. Marshall’s heart seizes. Fuck. 

“I’ll whore around as much as I fucking want. We’re not married. We’re not even fucking dating.” 

apollo has such amazing epithets in the iliad, like "he who works from afar"? what does that mean? "lord of mice"??? what is that??? personally i think it's a famine thing but it's so bizarre and also somehow so terrifying in its obscurity!

I’m finding lots of similarities between The Mind Electric and Bohemian Rhapsody tonight lads

i miss musical theatre a lot

Hi I’m Are chrift Antichrist Murderboi Dementig Raven way. I have long grey fur (that’s how I got my name)