Tumgik
#wuh woh......
roanokesims · 9 months
Text
Tumblr media
M. & G. 1944
When out with Marie one day, the two women met Gerald Le Chien, an aspiring jazz musician who had been exempted from the draft from a childhood illness. Madeline and the young man clicked immediately while discussing the importance of the arts in society. Madeline had never had a single intellectual conversation like this with Kenneth. Marie was out of earshot when Gerald asked to meet Madeline later, alone.
0 notes
ch1zzie · 5 months
Text
Forgot to show but it was due today and BOOM done today (almost died) here wallet
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Crying garlic bread noises
375 notes · View notes
meanyart · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
Just a little wip~
24 notes · View notes
cups-and-pentacles · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
Casino Cups AU has me in a chokehold and you know what? I'm okay with that.
You can lookit this AU over here ---> @askcupsandcasinos
100 notes · View notes
dahliaclangen · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
First -- Prev -- Next
17 notes · View notes
krismatic · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
falling down
15 notes · View notes
araquanids--grip · 10 months
Text
where the fuck am i
19 notes · View notes
autistic-sidestep · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
haha that's a lot of files! (41 of them in fact.) 😅
10 notes · View notes
bumblevoid · 1 month
Text
okay so. i have this story yeah? it started as a fun dystopia au fanfic that's evolved so drastically far off that it's a whole new thing
so uh
anyone wanna hear about my sci-fi dystopian story???? we two main characters who are both rebels against the shortest most threatening evil emperor that i have yet to name. one of the rebels has very little morals. the other one somehow keeps being surprised at how few morals he has. she thinks everyone can be good and none are too far gone. he thinks no one is good and she is the only exception. can't decide if i wanna ship them or just go for a close friendship,,
also thinking about the comic relief rebel just like,,, being ridiculously tall. just for fun.
i have more but i need to actually name characters other than T and Nia,,,
4 notes · View notes
thatonesakudere · 3 days
Note
you are not unlovable. there is always something to love. // mac for mayu.. sniffms
@badtrigger
Without the alcohol coursing through her veins, perhaps Mayu would have cared more that he has caught her at a truly low point; half-slumped on the rug, a bottle of wine nursed n her arms, mood spoiled like a month-old basket of berries. Mac's body barely fits in the space between the coffee table and the couch, but he tucks himself by her side all the same, steady and warm. A dry rock amongst the storm. A bleeding, still-beating heart. An idiot who doesn't listen when she tells him to go away; and does listen when she drivels on, fizz in her brain, wine on her lips. Everything spins. Her vision, her thoughts, her words — a downward spiral that has her leaning against his arm, eyes closed tight, fingers clutching the material of his shirt.
"You are not unlovable. There is always something to love."
Who started this topic? Him? Her? Why? She cannot recall, stuck in the now with no concept of past and future — heavy limbs, heavier head. "Easy for yu t'say — az easy az it'is to be lovd when y--- Yu're you," lose her tongue may be, Mayu trips over it again and again, stumbling gracelessly into an argument that bears her vulnerability for the world to see and further proves her point — instead of doling out a simple 'thank you', basking in the comfort so freely given, she bites and snarls, a caged beast. "'nd I'm not yu."
What is there to love about her? The scowl, near-permanent on her face? The way she kisses at his skin with poison dripping from her lips ? The heart, like a tart shriveled apple, fed to him piece by piece yet never filling? "I know, i 'now, yu're goin'to tell me that m'lil broth'r lovs me. 'Course he does, I'm like mom to him, no, i AM a mom to him." 
"Or that yu lov me, 'n well--" she tilts her head up and looks into his eyes — once the calming blue of the sea, now the burning gold of a sun — the very same eyes that near beg to be hurt by bitches like her. Not unlike a crawfish that had found its way onto her plate, Mac is all tough exterior and vulnerable innards; a soft heart, so easy to crush and rip and devour. And her? A whetted knife slicing into his tender flesh. "Maybe yu should't."
Even the sour tang of dry wine cannot wash out the bitter aftertaste of truth. 
"Yu should't," she repeats, murmuring the words into the skin on his arm — a quiet confession to whichever one of his tattoos is the closest. "But yu do... 'nd I lov yu too."
2 notes · View notes
brain4heartz · 3 months
Text
cool thing abt maturing: realizing all the thing u thought were huge problems in middle school r actually fine
uncool thing abt maturing: realizing theres millions of other problems that r extremely dire that im almost completely powerless to
6 notes · View notes
justablah56 · 4 months
Text
maybe I will draw silly trolls before going to bed ....
2 notes · View notes
romanoffsbish · 11 months
Text
Redo Prom?
Tumblr media
Nah….
Tumblr media
9 notes · View notes
dazoru · 4 months
Text
I'm gonna start using my random knee pain to predict the weather or something. Or the outcome of JJK chapters
4 notes · View notes
enemywasp · 27 days
Text
Are they actually a good ship... or are they just two relatable characters I can't stop thinking about
1 note · View note
bweeeeeeeee · 5 months
Note
Enough about your car on this car blog. Who is the person on the left in your Photoed Graph ? 😀
Old partner in the 57th. That is all.
5 notes · View notes