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They follow you 'cause you're funny and chill with everybody (unless they assholes™)
They follow you 'cause you're incredibly kind and have a good word for every soul you meet
They follow you 'cause you're bring them joy and comfort
You are you and others love it
Y’all are delulu
Why do you gremlins follow me around
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playing cyberpunk 2077 am i stupid or is this shit hard as fuck?
me vibin to music then realising i could've been reading connor fics
I know I'm late but I just need to know who got excited about Lil Nas X's birthday and showed Prince Phillip the Montero music video
is it that sweet? (i guess so)
🤎 read on ao3 // playlist
Pairing: Gwynriel Words: 8.6k Rating: Explicit Summary: Based on 'Espresso' by Sabrina Carpenter, Az can't get Gwyn out of his mind and Gwyn hardly acknowledges his existence. She calls him after her set one night, and asks him if he wants to hang out. Of course he does.
🤎 snippet below:
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The phone rings three times, then disconnects.
Mouth hanging open, Azriel stares down at the screen and tries to come to terms with the fact that she just declined his call. Not for the first time, and he’s certain it won’t be the last. Gwyneth Berdara has never given him the time of day, and Azriel was just pathetic enough to keep crawling back.
The mattress creaks beneath him as Azriel rolls over, phone still propped up in his palm, and looks out the window at the indigo sky dotted by stars. He sighs, tossing his phone onto the empty pillow beside him, and covers his face with both hands. Gwyn doesn’t exactly give him the time of night, either.
Why should she? It’s not like she’s in short supply of people enraptured by her, as Azriel is. Tonight alone, he’s sure the bar she’s working at tonight is full of them. Velaris loves her.
Still, he’d halfway expected some sort of answer when she’d been the one to text him first, for once. Nothing especially profound, but seeing that little ‘hey’ pop up across the top of his screen while Azriel was scrolling through his friends’ stories just for a glimpse of her–it had been enough for Azriel to practically leap out of his skin racing to answer it. He’d waited nearly an hour for her next text, and she’d been the one to write ‘call me.’
Only, she didn’t pick up the phone. In fact, she’d declined the call.
Groaning, Azriel rakes his hands back through his hair before dropping them at his sides. They bounce lightly against the comforter that he hasn’t bothered slipping under, but he suddenly feels too hot to get beneath it, now. The ceiling fan casts long, spiraling shadows on his bedroom ceiling, and in a huff of frustration, Azriel leans over to his nightstand and shuts off the light. If he’s going to spend another Saturday night alone, he might as well try to get some sleep.
He does make sure to keep his ringer on, however.
Happy October 3rd to those who celebrate!
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lol forgot to post anything for art fight
This is my first one so uhhhhh, let’s do this 👍👍
Wanted to draw the gals
Happy pride month
I know this aired about a month or two ago but I was in the mood to draw some more adventure time and this happened
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Shout out to @koopaling-au for being awesome
this is one of the most Amazing things Ive ever seen in my whole life, thank you
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Pride Month!❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤