#thanks for sending it in <3

[latetaektalk]

i wrote an ask some days ago regarding htly and im curious if my theory was even close to the real thing

im asking because i noticed that you didn’t reply to it so yeah :))

(im sorry i don’t wanna be a bother but i am really really curious and im excited for the next chapter)

ahhhh i know exactly which ask you are referring to!! i wanted to answer it later when i had more time to respond properly so please wait until then <33 to be fair, i also have a bunch of asks sitting in my inbox lmao and truth be told, i just cant seem to ever catch up x_x i will answer your ask soon, hopefully!!!

#i read every ask !! #its just hard to answer all of them #especially longer ones!! #i love them all tho and they all make me giggle hihi #thanks for sending it in <3 #fic: love to hate you #linh.ask #linh.anon

[admiraltyspride]

“Happiest of birthdays, Admiral~ Belated as it may be, I wish you many happy returns of the day~” Catherine grins warmly, “I was going to get you something ado about linguistics for you, though alas, as time has escaped me, I shall… bring myself instead~” with a twinkle in her eye she scoots closer to him to wrap her arms around his neck

Nelson's Belated Birthday

Nelson as ever smiled at the birthday wishes, belated or not they were still welcomed, maybe all the better for being that bit late too. He couldn't help but laugh at her suggestion of what gift she had in mind, "Yes, Madame that would have been very suitable and amusing." Inside jokes as they were, he was sure to acknowledge it.

But then she had moved closer to him! And was wrapping her arms around him! Panic! Catherine was indeed a very beautiful woman, one of mystery and adventure but also of reputation. He found her arms going to land around his neck and with his remaining arm, was sure to gently free himself from their grip with a polite smile despite his thundering heart. Oh she made this very hard!

"Thank you for your kind wishes and your company, Madame," polite as always while he smiled at her, carefully taking her hand to kiss the back of it as was proper and respectful but thankful he had managed to stay out of an embrace. "perhaps a tea to celebrate your coming to see me?" He'd have said wine but that seemed dangerous!

#madamegrand #Catherine!! #My poor boy panicked! XD #Thanks for sending it in <3

[spidrboots]

@helluvaxhazbin ( husk ) said ; "I didn’t need your help."

meme . / accepting !

“ really ? damn, ya’ could’a fooled me. next time, i’ll let ya’ choke on yer own puke an’ go through the fun process a’ gettin’ brought back ‘ere all over again. ” angel’s tone is light ; amused, almost, as he smirks down at the cat demon, all smiles & cocky limbs.

as seemed to be his fairly normal routine, angel had come back to the hotel late. the thought flashed briefly across his mind, as val’s limo driver dropped him off, that walking up the hotel steps meant he was coming home. he didn’t let the thought linger. what wasn’t normal, however, was seeing husk completely passed out on a couch a couple of feet from the bar, the bottle of liquor still hugged precariously to his chest. he looked worse off than angel had seen him in a long time.

being the chivalrous spider that he was, angel took it upon himself to turn husk on his side, fighting with his oversized wings all the while. he’s seen black out drunks enough times to know what he was dealing with. in his defense, he had tried not to wake the other. he just seemed to be unsuccessful.

“ well, while you’re still definitely not needin’ my help — want me to grab ya’ some water ? maybe some crackers ? ya’ look like shit. in a handsome, kitty cat way, a’course. ”

#( ic . / ) #helluvaxhazbin #sorry for the delay !! #thanks for sending it in <3

[rafesmuse]

https://www.tumblr.com/rafesmuse/743661178308427776/rafe-cameron-the-type-of-boyfriend-to-keep-your?source=share

this!!! but you’re Sarah’s best friend. Rafe being a dick constantly finds a way to flash your nudes in front of her. One day she asks when you got that tattoo because she’s never seen it before. You think no one but rafe should be able to see that tattoo, when the realisation hits you turn bright red and you definitely shout at him about it later that night but he’s too busy trying to undress you to listen

link!

omg pls he’s such a fucking dickhead sdjdkdkd like that man does not give a fuck! he’d be with sarah in the house when he ‘accidentally’ drops his wallet with your nudes inside of it and acts like he doesn’t notice so she picks it up for him. “rafe you dropped your wa- what the fuck is this?” “oh whoops, im just so clumsy, aren’t i?” he’d reply sarcastically with a smug smile on his face as he snatches the wallet from sarah’s hand.

“i didn’t know you had a tattoo” sarah would later bluntly say when you’re hanging out together, completely catching you off guard. “what? i- i mean, i do, but how do you kn-“ your eyes instantly widen when the realisation eventually hits.

so later that night, you storm into rafe’s room, shouting, while he just lazily sits on his bed, scrolling on his phone. “RAFE CAMERON, I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD. why the FUCK did sarah see those pictures?!” “jesus, relax baby, it was just an accident, a’ight?” he snaps back as you now sit next to him on the bed, still glaring at him with an infuriated expression. “rafe! those are meant for your eyes only!” he’s too busy now attentively pulling the traps of your top down, not even paying attention to what you’re saying anymore. “yeah yeah, i’ll be more careful next time, got it. now, c’mere and let me make it up to you.”

#♡ — love letters. #♡ — anon ¡! ❞ #thank you for sending me stuff makes me so happy <3 #nsfw.daydreams #rafe cameron #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron concept #rafe cameron x fem!reader #rafe cameron x female reader #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron concepts

[retrodreamgirl]

to the lovely person who sent a request i'll def try to post it sometime this weekend (and do it justice), i'm just gonna be moving back to my apt so i don't want you to think i'm ignoring it <3

#thanks for sending it in <3

[tenowls]

harrowcats (ft. nonacat)

#the locked tomb #harrowhark nonagesimus #harrow the ninth #nona #nona the ninth #gideon the first #fanart #thank u to pip for sending me many very good evil cats >:3

[naivegh0ul]

OKAY BUT how about Older¡Ghost extremely jealous when his neighbor (reader) brings someone to her house to fuck with her? He would be extremely mad about it, but couldn't help but hear her moans and whimpers, wishing it was him instead making her feel good. (And to be honest, she may only did that to caught Ghost's attention )

YESSS god I love the idea of jealous Older!Ghost (it took me way too answer this i am so so so sorry anon!!!)

(warnings: smut, fem reader, older!ghost, jealousy, blowjobs, face fucking)

(word count: 1908)

It's 3am and Ghost hasn't gotten an ounce of sleep. How could he, when he can hear you moaning so sweetly through the walls. This has been a nightly occurrence. Ghost would go to bed, lay there for a while as he scrolled through pictures of you on his phone, and then the moaning would start.

The first time it happened, Ghost brushed it off, he's heard you pleasuring yourself through the walls before. Hell, he's even watched you. But this time you sounded different. Not so breathy, more high-pitched. Exaggerated.

The second time, he heard the creaking noise. Your bed must be rocking back and forth. Again, not the first time Ghost has heard that, but it is the first time he's heard grunts to go along with it.

Now, at three o'clock in the morning, Ghost has finally had enough. He climbs out of bed, feeling angry and annoyed. Angry that his sleep is being disrupted, and annoyed that he's hard from your moans.

He storms out of bed and out of his house, making his way towards your home in only a pair of grey sweatpants and socks, the imprint of his hard cock visible at the front of his sweats.

There's no response when Ghost knocks the first time, so he goes to knock again but your front door swings open before he can. "Mr. Riley!" You exclaim, slightly out of breath. "W-what's the matter?"

Ghost looks you up and down not so discreetly, noting the fact that one of your pant legs is riding up a little, and your shirt is up slightly, revealing the hickies and bite marks littering your stomach.

A twinge of jealousy filled Ghost at the sight. He has no right to be jealous, he knows that, but he is. You are his. Not officially, but you belong to Ghost. He knows what you like, how to crook his fingers to make you cry out his name, what filthy things to say to make you an embarrassed, whining mess.

That man in your bed probably has no idea what to do, he most likely just whipped his dick out and tried to put it in you, not even bothering to make you cum on his fingers first. He's probably your age, too. Young, immature, thinks with his dick.

Ghost can feel himself getting riled up the more he thinks about that stupid guy in your house. Ghost's is gonna give him what he deserves, the second he leaves your house Ghost is gonna wrap his hands around his throat and watch the life bleed from him-

"Simon?" Your sweet voice coos, pulling Ghost out of his spiraling thoughts. "Have a nice night." Ghost grunts out, turning away and walking straight back to his house.

Going to your house was a bad idea. You're a grown woman, for God's sake. He should leave you alone and stop being such an obsessive old man.

The sound of your sock-covered feet hitting the pavement has Ghost turning around before he enters his house. "Simon!" You say, looking up at him as you come to a stop on his front doorstep. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" There's clear concern in your eyes, making Ghost's heart melt.

"'M fine, love. Don't worry 'bout me." Ghost sighs, reaching forward to ruffle your hair. "Go back inside, 'm sure your guest is waitin' for you."

Ghost tries to turn around again but your hands reach out and grab the waistband of his joggers. "He..." You mumble, looking down at your feet. "He doesn't make me feel as good as you do." You admit as you glance up at Ghost with pleading, desperate eyes.

"Love..." Ghost sighs again "'M too old for you, alright? Go back inside, pretty girl." He leans forward and kisses your forehead softly and strokes your hair before pulling back.

Suddenly, you're on your knees in front of him, hands tugging at his waistband. "Please, Simon?" You coo, palming him through his joggers. Ghost swears under his breath, cock twitching and his hands curling into fists as he fights off the urge to give in.

No, he gave in once. He got his fill, he shouldn't be greedy. But you look so pretty in front of him, kneeling on the hard concrete, your face so close to his throbbing cock.

"You really want this, don't you?" Ghost says as he rubs the bridge of his nose. "Come on, get up. Don't want you kneeling on the concrete." Ghost reaches down and pulls you up, guiding you into his house.

Once the door is shut, you sink to your knees again, eager to please Ghost. "Fuck, you're eager." Ghost breathes as he undoes the ties on his sweatpants, pushing the garment down past his hips, exposing his cock to you.

He watches as your throat bobs and you swallow, your hands sliding up and down his thighs impatiently. Ghost wraps a hand around himself and strokes himself a few times, watching as you shuffle forward and open your mouth.

"Just this once." Ghost thinks to himself as he grabs the back of your head and slowly pushes his cock inside your waiting mouth, groaning loudly as the feeling of your warm, wet mouth engulfs him.

His hand guides you up and down the length of his cock, his fingers tangled in your hair and tugging ever so slightly. He has to fight the urge to buck forward, to fuck into your mouth as you drool all over him.

When he feels your hand on his balls suddenly, he jolts, a moan being shocked out of him as you gently roll them in your hand. "Attagirl," Ghost praises softly, barely audible over the sound of your slurping and gagging as you try to pleasure him at your pace, not his.

Ghost lets you do what you want, letting go of your hair and watching as you scoot forward and take more of Ghost into your mouth. It's a delicious sight, seeing your mouth stretching around him as your fingers wrap around the base of Ghost's cock.

You move further down Ghost's shaft each time, taking more and more of him. Your lips bump into your fingers as you take away one each time, building yourself up until finally you've got Ghost's cock buried deep in your throat, your neck bulging ever so slightly.

"Fuuuck," Ghost groans as he throws his head back, bumping it into the wall. His hips jerk, forcing himself further down your throat and making his heavy balls slap against your face. When you swallow around him, it takes everything in him not to cum right then and there. He has to pull you back so he can control himself.

You're pulled off with a wet cough, one hand holding your throat while the other wipes the spit from your mouth. "Why'd you stop?" You rasp as you look up at Ghost, licking your lips.

"Got close." You tilt your head at his explanation. "Why didn't you just cum then?" Your hand finds its way back to Ghost's cock, your thumb and forefinger gently pulling back Ghost's foreskin as you wait for a response.

"Didn't know if... mhm, if you wanted me to." He pauses mid-sentence as you wrap your lips around his tip, lapping the milky white precum beading from his slit. Your tongue digs under his foreskin, licking him teasingly.

You're so good at this, making Ghost feel like he has no control and you're in charge when you're only giving him a blowjob. You're not even doing anything special, not ordering him around or trying to be dominant, you're just gently suckling on his cock and now you've got him wrapped around your finger.

And it's not fair. Ghost wants to fuck a pretty girl like you with no repercussions, but he knows that's not possible, the moment they're having explains that all away. You can't get pleasure from anyone other than Ghost, and he can't stop himself from pleasuring you.

He's trying so hard to focus and what you're doing, but the way your hand strokes him and your tongue laps at him has him feeling floaty and drunk so he doesn't notice when he starts thrusting his hips forward slowly, fucking into the wet heat of your mouth.

Your hands hold onto his hairy thighs as he gently fucks your mouth, your nails scratching lightly as you let him do what he wants. He sounds so gorgeous, breathy moans and groans escaping his throat as he rocks his hips.

You watch him, big eyes looking up at Ghost curiously as you swallow. He looks so good from where you're kneeling, mindless yet focused as he moves you up and down on his cock like you're a toy, just a thing for his pleasure.

And you let him. You let him drag you along his cock or hold you still so he can fuck into your mouth; you let him lose himself as he stares into your teary, lustful eyes.

"So pretty down there." Ghost mumbles, slurring his words as if he's drunk on the feeling of you. "Perfect little mouth, so warm..." His hand moves from the back of your head to the side, Ghost's other hand joining in as he holds you still and slowly thrusts into your mouth, letting out breathy little grunts each time.

He's close, you can tell from the way his breathing speeds up and hips move faster, eagerly bucking into your mouth. Ghost gets rough when he's close, you know that, so you're prepared when he adjusts his stance and grips your head tighter, pulling you down so your nose is buried in the thick hair at the base of his cock.

"Fuuuck," Ghost groans as he feels your throat contract, watches as your eyes water and your hands grip his thigh. "Good fucking girl, takin' me so well." His thumb swipes below your eye, wiping away your tears as his hips snap against your face, balls slapping your chin.

"'M close," He pants, feeling his cock twitch in your mouth. "You gonna swallow it like a good girl?" At his words, you moaned, eyebrows pinching as you scooted forward on the floor and licked at the sensitive vein on the underside of Ghost's cock.

“Yeah, ‘s what I thought.” His hands tighten their hold on your head, pulling you closer to him. You’re a gagging, drooling mess, hands planted in your lap as you hear Ghost let out a loud, long moan, his hips stilling as he forces his cock further into your mouth, spilling his seed down your throat.

When Ghost finally lets you off – after holding you there for an unreasonable amount of time – you splutter and cough, one hand gingerly holding your throat while the other wipes your mouth.

You stand up after a moment, knees clicking and cracking from being so stiff and you look at Ghost with a tiny smile on your face and a happy expression. Boldly, you lean closer, standing on your tiptoes as you go in for a kiss.

But Ghost stops you with a hand on your shoulder, shutting you down. “We shouldn’t.” He shakes his head as he speaks. He can see the look of hurt and confusion in your eyes as you step back, visibly embarrassed.

“Um, I’ll go now.” You say softly, avoiding eye contact. “Bye, Mr. Riley.”

#asks #fem reader #older!ghost #ghost cod #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x female reader #simon riley x female reader #ghost smut #i am so bad with posting stuff at a normal rate #i'm so sorry anon 😭 #i had so much fun with this request tho #thank you for sending it <3

[zu-is-here]

[8/7] his day ♡

The capricious pharaoh drives away his servants, while a delinquent soldier, who's never served in the palace, is sent to him to the mercy. The mistake with a hand fan could really cost Cross his life, but Shattered finds it so amusing that he spares him :'D

Shattered Dream from shattereddreamsau by galacii-gallery / galacii || Dream by jokublog

Cross from xtaleunderverse by jakei95

#zu art #comic #shattered dream #cross!sans #birthday #undertale #undertale au #utmv #oh that grace ♪ oh that body ♪ oh that face ♪ makes me wanna party <3 #he's 7 today!! what a big boi (๑>◡<๑) #this design of him has been rotating in my head for a long time *^* #srly he's always so irresistible /// #he's made to wear the best clothes and high heels and shatter hearts into pieces ♡ #I'm stopping with my essay— #thank you for him Galacii╰(*´︶`*)╯ #*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* #egyptian au #this idea came unexpectedly and now I can't stop thinking about it :'D #pff ​I can imagine how after that Shattered constantly orders to send Cross to him for ''entertainment'' #everyone makes fun of Cross because of the double meaning but many are really jealous that a simple soldier was awarded such an honor #but in fact Shattered listens to Cross' funny tales about army life and about himself ((and gradually learns to be kind again ;w;)) #they spend more time together... and... and riots begin in the state; betrayals; choosing between homeland and love and much more >:D #be back soon! thank you guys for patience╰(*´︶`*)╯

[stevebabey]

uhm shyly comes into your inbox to give a steve idea :’)

finding him so so so pretty in that stupid dark blue polo, not being able to really look at him properly. it’s tight against his chest and stomach which makes him look delicious, wanting to be devoured really. he’s simply so pretty. worst thing is: he fucking knows it. so he’s cocky about it and teasing, it’s never relenting. he loves it and honestly so do you.

(feel free to ignore!)

trying to get my steve groove back on!!! thank u for sending something nonnie!! a lil bit of shy!reader <3 just a blurb too

Steve doesn’t know it’s a favourite of yours.

One of his polos fits his chest pretty perfectly if anyone asks your opinion. It’s that nice navy colour that looks good against his tan skin, with a bold stripe of white through the middle. A little plain but classic.

It hugs his biceps snugly and stretches ever so slightly over his chest. At the right angle, you can see the definition of his pecs and it’s awfully good at reminding you of what they look like with no shirt on at all.

The thought makes you fluster a bit.

He’s got plenty of polos but this one— this is your favourite. And he’s wearing it tonight, on Valentine’s day, and now you’re not quite sure you’ve been as slick with your wandering eyes as you hoped.

Across the booth, Steve smiles at you, his lashes kissing in the corner. He reaches up to scratch at the back of his neck and your eyes zero in on the bulge of his bicep instantly.

Steve’s smiles melts into a grin, a tad wicked.

Yeah, okay, maybe he does know it’s your favourite.

You fluster again. Something nudges at your foot under the table, right as Steve says, “What?”

He’s teasing. He definitely knows what.

“Stop,” you murmur, on the side of embarrassed. “You know what.”

Steve smiles again and drops his arm, thankfully, only to fold them and lean forward on the table. It does wonders for his arms, especially in that shirt. Damn that shirt. Damn him. He’s evil.

“Do I know what?” He pretends to muse thoughtfully.

He tilts his pretty head to the side just an inch. His eyes stay locked on you, drinking up every second your flustered reaction. You’re beautiful, even more so when you get all embarrassed about liking him.

“Steve.”

“What?”

“I will not be responsible for any further inflation of your ego, thank you very much.” You mumble it as you take a sip of your soda, eyes on the table. Why is it so terrible to have him know you were leering at him?

Steve laughs loudly. He finally slides his arms back and off the table, giving you a temporary relief.

“You’re the only one who can inflate my ego, actually.” Steve counters, his brows raising. He steals a fry off your plate and chews it slowly.

You eye him over your cup, skeptical.

“What do you mean?”

“Well,” He shrugs, swallowing his food. He takes a sip of his own milkshake, oh-so casual when he says, “Your opinion is the only one that really matters to me anyways.”

He grins across the table at you, a more mischievous shine in his eyes.

“Why do you think I picked this shirt?”

You’re equal parts mortified and enthralled at what he’s said. In your surprise, you accidentally inhale a bit of your soda and it burns as it goes down the wrong way— you cough awkwardly to clear it. Okay, less equal, more mortified now.

It’s your turn to ask. “What?”

Steve nudges your foot under the table again, teasing and flirting all in one. His pink lips curve into that grin that makes your heart flip flop— and there’s even a slight pink tinge to his cheeks. As though he’s also endeared but embarrassed by your attention.

“It’s your favourite.”

“It’s—” You splutter and for some reason, decide to lie. “No, it’s not!”

“Yes, it is!”

“No, it’s—” You pivot mid-sentence. “Who told you?”

Steve laughs again, that big loud belly-laugh where his cheeks get all chipmunk-y cos he’s grinning so hard. When he stops laughing enough to talk, he’s reaching across the table. You’re not quick enough to pretend to avoid his hand as he snags it with his own.

“Baby,” he says. “Nobody had to tell me. I could just tell.”

Somehow when he says it like that, when he calls you baby in a voice all sticky with fondness, it doesn’t seem like such a bad thing at all.

You nudge him back under the table and sip your sofa again to try think of something to say. He knows what you look like when you love something. How terrifying. How intimate.

Another sip of soda. Steve rubs his thumb over the back of your hand, content to gaze you. His view is sweet enough he must have cartoon hearts circling above his head.

You can’t think of anything to say in the end, so you just squeeze his hand and nudge his foot again — and trust that he’ll just be able to tell what you mean.

#this was fun! thank u so much for sending one #it was a challenge to make something go with it #i’m feeling very into new relationship getting used to each other jitters <3 #ruby writes steve #steve x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x reader blurb #steve harrington x you #steve x you #a baby baby blurb :) enjoy !

[buglaur]

🔖 pictures from the family photo album

#ts4 #sims 4 #daithí lore drop while kmiks on break <3 #i've got brainrot #i gotta go back through my blog and make character tags soon #don't look at the hammer in pic 2 #i didn't do the uv properly when i converted it to accessory #its a bit warped but it'll do #also shan i got your ask thank you for sending it <3<3 sorry i didn't reply yet #i've gotta travel to a neighboring county for a few days and i'm in a bit of a slump about it #i wanted to add more to this post but i also wanted to post it before i left #so here it is #this is queued i'm not gonna be around for the next week or so <3 #/daithí

[biblically-accurate-dca]

day 16: object head !

#my art #daycare attendant #moondrop #dca fandom #cringetober #today i was also working on a pumpkin carving pattern of the dca .... last year i made sans #btwww thank you to the person who's been sending me asks :3 #i'm a bit too busy with this prompt list to respond properly but i've been reading them and i appreciate them a lot!!

[vicbutnotactually]

Oooo for the palettes, maybe from collection 2 A6 for 2012 Leo and then collection 2 D2 for 2012 Mikey? And the scenario, maybe just both of them being goofy/silly brothers?

They had a tough battle but don’t fear! Dr. Mikey is here to save the day with colorful bandaids

#this was very fun to do #thanks for sending an ask! <3 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2k12 #tmnt leonardo #leonardo hamato #tmnt michelangelo #michelangelo hamato #tmnt mikey 2012 #tmnt leo 2012

[orpiknight]

Boop! Boop! Boop! Bo—

#april fools #crowley #The current state of my notifications. #I wish I could keep up to send all the boops back! This post is me booping you all! #Thank you! Every time I get a boop I smile. :) #<3 #save him

[puppyeared]

i followed you back in the day for your toh art and i love to see your posts everytime you’re on my dash !!! :•)

!! thank you sm for sticking around!!!! ^_^

#HEHE i havent drawn them in so long.... i miss themb... #thank u for sending this in!!! im happy to hear my yapping is doing some sort of good in the world <3 #my art #myart #ask #answered #toh #the owl house #eda clawthorne #luz noceda #king clawthorne #hooty #doodles #yapping

[triona-tribblescore]

I saw you wanted fluffy suggestions so here ya go:

Baby Mikey blabbering and Donnie responding like it’s a philosophical discussion.

Big! Sweaters! Big fluffy sweaters!

Disaster twins in the get along shirt

Raph and Leo in the get along shirt

Raph napping while Donnie happily rants to him

All boys walking together down an overgrown subway tunnel and relishing in sunlight and plants!(if ya need some background practice)

sooo uhhh, this ask may be four months old BUT! I was saving it for a rainy day and, would you look at that, its raining outside :D

some close-ups :)

#the get along shirt was raphs originally so theres no room for leo #but they are chillin regardless uvu #I still wanna do that last one too #its such a beautiful idea #but saving it for when I have time to make a proper drawing lol #thank you sm for the prompts!!!!! sorry it took me so long to get to them but im glad I saved them till now :') <3 #sending love!! #rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt donnie #disaster twins #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt raph #rottmnt fanart #turtle tots #asks #tribbleart #<3

[cawsceries]

Pretty please can codywan kiss in global warming? If ur not doing ships then just cody having a silly/light-hearted/nerdy moment maybe!

yeah i’ll do ships!! BAD color palette did not enjoy it. the green… it’s killing me

contribute to my misery by sending me one of these color palettes :)

#lighthearted caption. i love complaining <3 #i swear im having fun with these. you SHOULD send me awful color palettes. its enrichment #thanks for the ask!!!! #star wars #star wars the clone wars #the clone wars #codywan #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #tcw cody