#sorry for the emo

[amandaherzman]

This month's herbologist reward is the dandelion! These plants have fortitude, and have followed us irrepressibly all over the globe. They are fascinating, sometimes overlooked but full of interesting folklore and facts! If you like these prints (and more) please consider joining my patreon!

Also, as everyone knows - times have been real tough. I don't want to go into it too deeply, but my patreon has been steadily shrinking all year (understandably) and my costs to run it have risen at least three times. If you're able to share or promote my work, to anyone who you'd think like it, to your followers, to your friends, thank you. It's been a really intense year, and I don't want to be doom and gloom just yet, but things are tough. Thank you to everyone who has supported my work, monetarily, or not. You are the best and the reason I keep creating 💖

[yellowistheraddest]

LOOK THEY'RE BOTH WORLD FAMOUS BLONDE CHEFS WHO TRAVEL AND HAVE AN AESTHETIC RELATED TO FLAMES, THEY ARE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[anna-scribbles]

just an evil girl with an evil life🙄

[mikibagels]

My roman empire is thinking about how many times Pucci had to watch his late friend die when going through Jotaro's memory DISC 🙁

[overtake]

"With age on his side, he could yet go onto break all the records to be the most successful of all time."

Quotes from: x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x

[assiraphales]

there has to be some level of guilt layered into aziraphale & crowley’s already complex relationship because, whether he meant to or not, aziraphale planted the seed that led to crowley’s fall. crowley associates the stars at least subconsciously (let’s run away to Alpha Centauri) with his handiwork with beauty to be appreciated and loved and with meeting aziraphale. for aziraphale the stars are a reminder of angel!crowley’s end. 6000 years and counting and I wonder if aziraphale always felt like he stood on uneven ground. like they’d never be stable until he fixed what he did. it doesn’t matter that crowley would have fallen anyways (they never talked about it). and when metatron said crowley could come back to heaven, aziraphale must have thought it was finally his chance to amend the ultimate wrong. crowley, on the other hand, could only be left to think that he wasn’t enough. he would never be enough

[chiricat]

ryomina demons are winning

[sleepyc0rex]

all i wanted was yeewww ❤️‍🩹🦋

[codgod-moved]

in a competition with myself to see how big i can draw missa’s hair before it just completely takes over

[crunchchute]

some william pictures (costest + fnaf movie day)

every bowl of popcorn is personalized

[mychemicalraymance]

the new pool boy position just opened at the vampire mansion (previous employee disappeared under mysterious circumstances)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Assisting Acquaintance Acquired.

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[larvamars]

they think they're so cool

[txtistheloml]

hueka subxsub

"fuck-! s-so tight hnng!" dropping his head to whine into your shoulder, not trying to keep his voice down as he voices and rambles on about how good you feel around him. he feels as if he's about to cum so hard he would pass out - given how tight you were clenching around him. you weren't holding up any better than him, gripping onto his biceps to stable yourself as he sends you reeling further into the headboard with every thrust, occasionally clawing and pushing at his chest as if he would slow down. your eyes roll into the back of your head, body quaking from the overstimulation as you beg hueka to slow, voice coming out as nothing but a muffle of moans and squeaks. he apologises repeatedly, saying sorry-! cant h-help it... so good, so good..., too dumbed out of his mind to comprehend anything else. trying to squirm away from him is useless, given his huge build and size, it's inevitable that he'll be holding you down even if he doesn't mean it. the room is filled with the lewd squelching sound of your pussy - filled with hueka's cum and yours, already dripping everywhere and staining the sheets - along side with the both of your moans and whines, so shamelessly loud it sounds cute~~

[heartorbit]

revstar emu save me

[lotus-pear]

do you ever think about how in the day i picked up dazai side b dazai had to lie emotionless and soulless—like a corpse, almost—beside the man that gently brought him in, nursed his injuries, held him while he was in pain? he had to keep those suffocating bandages around his entire face, lest this man gain some sort of recognition for the little boy he saved. he had to lay there curled in the fetal position, bleeding and in pain, perhaps thinking about how, in another life, this man cooked for him, tried to build up his strength. read to him to pass the time while he curled up against him like a child listening to a bedtime story. played cards with him. saw through the heartless mafioso. the ruthless killer. and instead saw a boy.

imagine knowing this man, the man who saved you in more ways than one, was going to die one day all because he knew you. because he reached his hand into the darkness and plaintively, like a small child wanting a parent's touch, you grasped back desperately. imagine thinking all of that while that man is just a stone's throw away, making coffee in the next room just like he used to for you in another life. the scent, although you've never been here before, is reminiscent of home. and the tune he's humming? it's the silent melody that plays through your mind seven years later, for the last time as you fall backward off the building with your arms out like an embrace. but, hey. that man is alive. he's happy, although he never knew you. you can die with no regrets.