Not My Playlist, But It’s Great For Writing Badass Scenes. (Also Yes, The Picture Hurts Me Too ;^;)

we dont talk about bruno because hes not worth it | a bruno madrigal playlist

I hope you like the playlist and that the songs fit the character, lowkey kinda rushed it because I wanted to post it as fast as possible but bruno is such a...

A playlist that, once again, doesn’t belong to me beacause I relate a little too much to Bruno.

All these decades of riots, the death of so many queer people for a future that was more accepting; yet here we are, still trying to have people realize that just because someone is different than them does not mean they are dirty. This is ridiculous and sad that people are so bored with their own lives they have to bother other people.

TERFs have begun using “hygienic” to mean cis because they’re fucking weirdos who think trans people don’t take baths

I’ve been collecting these screenshots for months to prove my point, this is an actual thing they’re doing and I feel that by now I have enough proof to be making this post. If you see someone calling themselves hygienic in their blog description, that’s what they mean. They mean they’re openly transphobic. And a fucking weirdo who assumes trans people don’t bathe for some reason.

No I’m not censoring the urls, all of these people can go fuck themselves! Block, don’t harass 💙🖤

Introductory to books

Tacita corvus

Two boys, danger lurking on the alleyways, a mysterious sickness that continues to spread, and a shit ton of trauma. Cole, my main character, is mute as a result of his trauma, and is befriended by Sigmund Vasily, a boy who simply cannot shut up. Cole is on the run from the blashemi unum, but can he solve the mystery of the illness before he is caught, before his loved ones perish?

Cold Coffee

Two university students, six letters, one cold-case, and time that is running out.Vincent and Christopher have been bestfriends since highschool, and are now roommates who plan on becoming forensic psychologists (Vince) and forensic photographers (Chris)During a nostalgic trip, they uncover a cold case and are promised possitions in their chosen fileds if they are capable enough to solve it; but when the supposed dead murderer begins another line of crime, it’s a race against the clock before they too become victims.

Your art is amazing and I love your AU, OP

self-indulgent AU where Flug and BH are on casual terms. Not even a ship at this point I just want Flug to get a promotion

I think there was a fanfic with this premise at some point but idk

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"pull me closer..."

"coffee or tea?"

"get the blankets."

"I'm turning up the heat!"

"it's fine. you're here now."

"look at the moon..."

"my hands are cold." "is that a pickup line?"

"ugh, finally!"

"remember that time...?"

"do you want to sit?"

"have a coffee."

"let's share."

"oh, it's adorable!"

"shall I start the fire?"

"ugh, you make me dizzy."

"you're my happy place." "don't get cheesy on me."

"you smell nice."

"hold my hand. please."

"did you make that yourself?"

"that smells so. good."

"what film?"

"this is somewhere I feel safe."

"I'm going to fall asleep..."

"it's already twelve?"

"it's just how I remember..."

"look, look!"

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draping a blanket over their sleeping body

knowing how / if they take their coffee

squeezing hands

splitting a cake in a small café

spinning around together until you get dizzy

crashing together on the couch after a long day

knowing each others' tells

watching the rainfall

jamming out to the radio at midnight

cooking for the sick friend even though they're bad at it

lighting candles

snuggling in a blanket in front of the tv

hiccuping tears into their shoulder

rocking back and forth in their arms

pulling out that favourite hoodie

/ the collection of stolen hoodies

staying up until midnight to talk

roasting burnt marshmallows

sneaking out to look at the stars

People

They seem to talk so much, yet think so little.

Nosebleeds

I’ve decided I shall give people nose bleeds- whether with my fists or my looks. Or both. Depends on the person.

Night before christmas - twisted tale

Twas the night before christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The stockings were ripping and tied to a chair, Sat poor St. Nicholas, who had abbandoned his cheer.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds; While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her 'kerchief and pa in his cap, had just settled down for a long winter's nap.

But out in the sitting room was the eldest son, despaired, he stood before St. Nick with a long, cold stare.

"You have made up a holiday and stolen into my home" "And now you must face the wrath of Steve, Bobby and I, Gerome" With that out sprang two other young people Glaring at St.Nicholas with looks that spelled "evil"

"You dress up in red and bring toys for children" "Yet we know not who you are, or where you have been." "So there shall be no milk and cookies tonight for you, villain." And thus St.Nick regretted his decission; of breaking into this house on the night before Christmas.

Yessssss I love him, look at this beautiful art, at this beautiful manz Look at him

Inventory check: Seth

This is just a small glimpse at some of the things he carries around. He has a secondary bag for other items. (And i got too lazy to draw anything else lol)

Yesss, finally the proper representation for Donnie!!

Watch "Donnie (Rise of the TMNT) | Autism Representation in Media" on YouTube

We're finally talking about autistic ninja turtles.

...I think this was on my bucket list ten years ago.