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Random little doodle I made for a friend (Definitely not the same one who forced me to make this blog)
steve, making a pb&j: hey buck, pass me the butter knife
bucky, murderous ex-assassin: *hands steve one of his daggers*
steve, screeching: tHATS A M U R D ER KNIFE
bucky, also screeching: BUTTER CAN BE CUT WITH A N Y K N I F E

i have no explanation. just accept this.
🌑👁🕳
....... What ?
Moon eye hole ?!
Full moon eye black ?
Moon eye black ?
Moony black ?
Sirius Black ?!!
Please, I'm very very bad at riddles 😭😭
; does anyone else get that weird out of body moment where everything is fuzzy and like feels fake and then suddenly it's " normal " again but you like feel like a completely different person ?? And like you type differently and you even feel weird about your name or identity and it's like eugh okay what am I doing again ?? Who are these people ?? Oh right right .. And this happens loads and it's constantly " swapping " through these different very fleshed out alter egos or whatever idk man .. Very confusing but please tell me I'm not alone. There's like multiple ppl bobbing around up there for everyone .. Right ☹️☹️ ( there being my b r a i n ) /genq
What if… liligant lurantis yuri


Do you see the vision
only fujoshi teenage girl in a medieval fantasy setting has heard about maidens fantasising about knights but not fully understood the idea. she is thinking about her favourite knight getting fucked in the armoury as a way to explore the idea of wanting to get fucked without involving herself anywhere in the process
Mind empty, I wish for fluffy blankets and sleep but also cuddles
Where the fuck is my partner? :(
-zim / wally
THIS VIDEO IS DEDICATED TO ALL THOSE CYBERPUNKS WHO FIGHT AGAINST INJUSTICE AND CORRUPTION EVERY DAY OF THEIR LIVES
YG pretending not to hear us begging for Rosé's solo like:

𝙤𝙣𝙚-𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙
kisaki tetta

loving kisaki tetta was never easy.
kisaki loved tachibana hinata, and you love him. you weren’t quite sure when you fell for him, was it in middle school? high school? you’ve practically known each other since you were kids, and naturally, you became the person he trusted the most. the person he would show his true self to. he told you everything— who his enemies were, his plans, what he liked, and even who he liked. time and time again you saw his tears and shouts.
why hanagaki? what did she see in him? he’s just a wuss, he doesn’t deserve hina, he would say. kisaki knows that he can never win her over and yet he refuses to believe that. it hurts you each time. you want to see him happy. you care too much, you wish too much, you love too much for someone who doesn’t share the same feelings as you. you want him to know how you feel, but you were afraid to tell him because you’re certain that the rejection would tear you apart. you’d rather suffer than have your friendship with him ruined, adding something else to his burdens.
you want nothing more than to have kisaki care about you as much as you do, to hold him in your arms lovingly and do all sorts of cute couple-like things together. it hurts that every small exchange that happens between the two of you are so important to you, but so trivial to him.
somewhere along the way, you told him.
kisaki, i love you. i always had. you tell him you know that he still loves hinata and that you probably will never be able have a relationship with him. in return, he tells you that he had known that you did. he says that he knows how much it killed you whenever he spoke or thought of her around you. he tells you how much he appreciates you.
you wonder how long unrequited love can last, how to find a way out of it, but it hurts to know that kisaki has someone he likes and it hurts even more when you realise that that person could and would never be you.