#blep :p

[zu-is-here]

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[viliantropy-art]

funny looking demon ya got there

[callibee]

[steam-beasts]

Cleaning the boi

[harkthorn]

He is beauty, he is grace-

[petterwass]

Gladiia cleavage and Gladiia blep :p Source

[tonksesame]

On Wednesdays, we BLEP!

[blu3b3rryj4mp1r3]

I saw this really pretty redesign of g1 moondancer and got inspired so I redesigned g4 moondancer :3 💜🌙

without glasses & sweater ⭜

♡ ˢᶠʷ ᶦⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᵒⁿˡʸ ♡

[busyboyfloyd]

It's #TongueOutTuesday again and I'm enjoying a snack of toilet paper to celebrate!

[avamedera]

Eda : I am a responsible adult!

Raine: *raises brow*

Eda : I am an adult.

[rachi-roo]

THAT LOOK-

Lord, above, HELP ME! He's so scrunkly!!! Somf boy. Needs a hug ☺️

He said

[thefreckledcollie]

blep 👅

[sniffthenip]

I disappeared for a year whoops. Life has been unfortunately extremely hectic for me

Have some Lottie bleps as an apology for being gone

[thunderfennec]

BLEP! (Hello tumblr uvu)

[buckttommy]

things we lost, things we carry (things we give, things we bury)

This fic is different from my usual, in that I thought it would be fun to play around with streams of conscious thought. Having said that, Eddie's dialogue to Buck is minimally edited. I wanted the conversation (such as it was) to be as raw and authentic as possible, so I didn't play around too much with voice, tone, editing etc. Major grammatical mistakes and cohesion, that was it. The rest is just… from my brain (Eddie's brain) to paper. Enjoy!

Summary:

Hey, this is Buck. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks. "It’s been a week. Why won’t you wake up? Please wake up." or; Eddie calls Buck while he's in a coma… and keeps calling him… and keeps calling him… (a story told through a series of voicemails).

23 minutes since the strike

Hey, this is Buck. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks.

Hey, this is Buck. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks.

Hey, this is Buck. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks.

Hey, this is Buck. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks.

Hey, this is Buck. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks.

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16 hours since the strike

Hey, this is Buck. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks.

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1 day since the strike

Hey, this is Buck. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks.

"Buck. I—this is so stupid. Never mind."

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3 days since the strike

Hey, this is Buck. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks.

"Hey, Buck. I—I don’t know what to say here, to be honest. But it’s been three days since everything and this is starting to feel a lot less stupid now than it did then. So I’m going to talk and then I’m going to unlock your phone and delete this. Or maybe I won’t. Maybe it won’t even matter. No one is saying it but we’re all thinking it. We’re all feeling it. Chris won’t stop crying. He thinks I don’t notice but I hear him sometimes at night and I just—I don’t know what to do. It makes me feel like a shitty father. I know if he wanted to be comforted, he’d come to me—or at least, I hope he would—but laying in bed listening to him cry feels like dying. I don’t know. We’re all just… dealing with it as best as we can. I don’t know that we’re dealing well. Me especially. I—I can’t—you know what? No. I changed my mind. I can’t do this."

read on ao3 <3

[darklordspooko]

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