#RAGGHHHHHH

[verianal]

Guys what the actual fu k does an omotone evwn look like 😭 but any dnp doodle of dan showing phil his based omatone skillz 0_< !!!

(edit) GUYS ITS NOT A BONG 😭😭😭😭 I JUST DONT KNOW WHAT AN OMOTONE LOOKS LIKE </33 ykw if u want it to be a bong it can be #dnpstonerpride or whatever 🙄

[manil0vefrogs]

Can't find my heather drawing so Veronica it is 😜

[1bolddaredevil]

yet another plate i made and devoured etc

[kuroshirosb]

Gamers I gotta make Kawamoto family Plum Conversation art if I don’t I think I’ll explode

[murmurmurl]

what the hell where'd my gender go

[june-again]

i love bad selfies with people

[soaoarts]

ONE AND ONLY ONE! ✨🥦

Mobu 100% cute！(^_^*)

i drew this on my whiteboard at night (it is 4am right now)

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[tiffaluvr]

don't you just love it when Louise actually acts cute instead of raging hard

[cybervom1t]

it’s worth saying once again that y’all don’t want a crazy girlfriend !!! y’all just want kinky sex with someone who is easily manipulated !!!

[verianal]

Sister daniel x philipa yuri... Based or no??

+extra

[sugarmonsternom]

agh so I'm supposed to use tags

[sardonic-the-writer]

the watcher has seen you

-bee

This is the TENTH TIME. The TENTH TIME I say

[mis-placedeyes]

💚

[otter-pup]

hi jsut to update y’all top surgery went well i will be very inactive for a while bc this shit hurts

[litost-art]

Scar crossed lovers, forever

[eneli]

A can of Red Bull is flung into Miles’ chest, right between his ribs. It’s still cold enough to have droplets of perspiration sticking to it.

Spider-man clinks his own can against air. “Cheers.”

Miles blinks.

I’m not allowed Red Bull, is what first crosses his mind.

He thumbs at the can’s opening.

“You don’t seem like a fan,” Spider-man speaks up again, sarcastic.

Miles glares anyway, “I’m not.”

“You don’t seem like a villain, either,” Spider-man continues.

Miles stays silent.

“You seem like a kid,” Spider-man says.

“I’m not,” Miles scowls.

“Right,” Spider-man gets up from a crouch, crunching the now empty can between two fingers. “You don’t really listen much, do you? Get some sleep, kid.”

And then he’s gone.

Miles leaves his unopened can by the road.