#EATING GOOD TODAY

[lorem-ipsum-2099]

Spiderman 2099: by Devmayla Pramanik

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OKAY LOOK, I know I don’t usually write too much when I repost Pramanik’s art (@thewarblazer on instagram btw, go support him 😤) BUT WOW I cannot get over these Black/White/Red pieces. This series is arguably the best modern depiction I’ve ever seen, both in character and overall design. This art SCREAMS Miguel O’Hara as a character, flaws and all and I cannot get over it.

[dailytitaneren]

Attack on Titan The Final Season Final Chapter Pt 1 Founding/ Doomsday titan appreciation post

[murderousphoenix]

need to recover from this. mmm lance crumbs

[earl-grey-love]

So, like in the halloween Mephi card, he is wearing a crop top... and he doesn't seem to have abs... unlike everyone else. I have never been happier.

[meroppi]

NEW DETECTIVE PIKACHU AND SPLATOON IN FRANKFURT I-

[viir-tanadhal]

OUGHHFHFJ DANCING STAR AND SENSE OF TIME AND IF JESUS HAD A SISTER

[galaxystt]

man burns down local charity (he doesn't feel bad about it)

[biblically-accurate-dca]

♡ happy valentine's! ♡

( og image under the cut! )

[raccocoo]

Jennifer Coolidge for Paper Magazine

[obsob]

autism 2 autism communication

[christakisbang]

[lemon-wedges]

hes bragging about something idk

[satans-knitwear]

My eyes are up there ^^ keep going, at the top. 👀

Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me

[lorem-ipsum-2099]

@ thewarblazer (Artist behind the upcoming ‘Miguel O’Hara: Spider-Man 2099 comic releasing in January) HITS IT OUT OF THE PARK ONCE AGAIN!! 🤩

Please go support the original artist on instagram or by preordering the new comic!!

[midkarma]

bully satosugu is hell to deal with, but it gets so much worse when someone else tries to give you attention

their bullying has progressed into more… possessiveness. they’re still mean, they love to see you cry, but now they need you around them at all times. dragging you around campus by your waist, always keeping hands on your hips or shoulders. you don’t have any friends outside of them. not that you’d call them “friends”

but when you’re alone, you’re approached by a male classmate, asking for your number. you blush as he tells you that he’d like to take you to coffee sometime, if it was okay with you. he seemed sweet and caring. but there was a problem. gojo and geto would be pissed if they found out this guy ever talked to you. you thought for a moment, why should i let them control everything i do? i’m allowed to make my own choices. i’ll just be careful.

so you are careful. you take his number and agree to coffee, you set his name as “girl from bio” in your phone so that the boys won’t think anything of it. they don’t believe you’d have any real friends, so you don’t put a real name on the contact.

for a while your plan works. you see the boy about every week, usually in the morning to get coffee. you don’t let him walk you to your classes, but you two text a lot. you decided to get a little bolder though.

you agreed to get dinner with him at a nicer restaurant about a month after you started hanging out. as you’re in the shower getting ready, you don’t hear the texts to your phone, or the calls, or the banging on your apartment door. your roommate isn’t home to get it, but that’s okay. they let themselves in.

you go on about your routine, getting almost fully ready without leaving your room or the bathroom connected to it. it’s not until you need to grab some shoes from your roommate’s room that you notice their presence. a whistle calls your attention to the couch, where geto sits. he looks you up and down, like you’re a piece of meat.

“you’re looking awfully nice, dear. what’s the occasion?” your face falls at his words. you’re fucked.

“going out with… the girl from bio. we’re going to get some dinner.” you quietly respond, already knowing the lie won’t land.

gojo stands from where he’s sitting at the breakfast bar, and walks over to you. he stares you down, smirking, and tugs at the hem of your dress. his hands trail up, and he tightens the straps, as they were falling down. “you and i both know that’s not true, angel. why don’t you tell us what you’re really doing?”

you can’t deny them. you break and quietly tell the truth, “i’m going to see a guy from class… we’re going to dinner. together.” you can feel tears well in your eyes. why do they have to ruin everything?

“really now? dinner? when did you meet this guy?” geto stands before you now, having left his seat on the couch.

“a month and a half ago.”

“a whole month? you managed to hide this loser for a whole month?” gojo laughs in your face, humorlessly. “oh doll, you’re screwed.”

dinner plans are cancelled that night, and the next time you see that guy, about a week later, he’s sporting an almost-healed black eye and a few broken fingers. he doesn’t look at you.

probably because geto and gojo are on your left and right, their hands on your waist.

[ryllen]

"SO SHOW ME EVERYTHING THAT YOU ARE , T̷̤̘̺͓̟̽͋̍̍̋̄͛̕͝R̸͍̖̥͋̂͌͆̀̈̿E̴̗̠̥̣̘̼̞̺͓̥̋̈̌̎̀̍̎̓͆͝͠Y̷͉̱͍͚̖̖̟̙̘͗̐̓̅͌̓̈́͗̄ ̶̧̟̹͑̓͂͛͒̄̂̏̃̋̓͊͠C̷͎̲̖͍̩̮̲̜̲̯̗͖̘̱̖̀̆̓̋̄̌̐͛̒̔̈́̆͂̓͠Ļ̷̟̞͎͉͙͚̺̱̜̠̩̹̓̑̀ͅƠ̴̟̿̓̈́V̴̨̹͉̬̣̮̈́̌̉̈́̏É̸̡̢̝̟̜̝̯̺͉̫̣͚̲̱̕R̷̛̼̘̘͗̈́̄̉̋̀̈̎̊̀͝͝͠"