#tbh I don’t know

[spacebell]

so either I am very chill (with some things) or I let people walk all over me

[chloesimaginationthings]

Happy 1 year anniversary to FNAF ruin!!

[drenched-in-sunlight]

elden ring OCs.

Raimes and Mirai. they hail from one of the main houses that made up Erdtree’s upper echelons.

[pipfrankenstein]

i’d just want your heart 🫀

[starstruckodysseys]

never stop blowing up is so fun bc 99% of the time it’s near incomprehensible and high octane action and then every so often out of nowhere someone will make a character choice that sucker punches you in the gut. and then it’s back to the antics so fast you get whiplash

[syoddeye]

john price x f!reader thing. unedited. ~600 words.

john price finds a dent in the driver’s door and a note tucked under a wiper.

sorry i can’t afford to pay, please forgive me x

and he’s angry, of course. who wouldn’t be? piece of shit. then he registers the looping handwriting and the little heart in the corner. interesting. he pulls the cctv. lo and behold, there she is. the culprit. some stumbling drunk buffoon.

~~

you probably shouldn’t have nabbed an e-scooter when you were three sheets to the wind, but you did, and fuck, you’re paying for it. you genuinely feel bad about the dent you left in the parked car last night, but you think a broken wrist and three stitches in your lip is more than enough punishment, thanks. you groan, remembering how you tossed the scooter into a bush and hiked a few streets away before calling 999. having to clock in for an opening shift added insult to injury.

~~

he imagines it’s rough going, working an espresso machine with a busted wrist. he supposes the manager didn’t want her as the cashier given the lip. pity, the swelling and stitches aside, she’s quite cute. but serves her right.

he wonders how she’ll react when he picks up his coffee and procures the printed still of her face, clear as day, fleeing from the scene of the crime.

he should feel bad, considering her injuries and what a barista job pays, but. it’s the principle of the thing.

“rough night?” he asks, hovering at the end of the bar.

“huh? oh, yeah. could say that,” she smiles tiredly. it’s a little strained, but still warm. “pity partied too hard.”

john’s smirk flattens. “pity party?”

“yeah,” she shrugs. “series of unfortunate events.”

like running into my car?

“what, bad date?” he jokes carefully, hiding behind a friendly grin.

“ha, guess so. it was supposed to be an anniversary dinner.” she explains dryly, looking all the more defeated as she tamps the grounds.

“supposed to be?”

she glances up, locking in the portafilter with a crank of her good arm. she finally looks a little suspicious of him. smart. “yeah.”

“i don’t mean to pry. you just seem like you could use a vent.” solid recovery.

it works. she considers a moment, shrugs again, and nods as she pulls the shot. “guess so,” she licks her lip and looks back, evidently deeming him harmless. not smart.

“found out he was cheating, called him on it, and he stormed out. after we ordered.”

that’s. that’s not what he expected. but it stirs something oddly protective. john’s a bit old-fashioned, he’s the first to admit it, so to hear about a man carrying himself so poorly? a man running around on a pretty thing like her?

it doesn’t sit well with him. car be damned.

“so how’d you…” he prompts, nodding at the cast.

“oh, yeah, we ordered some fancy wine. i drank most of the bottle alone, sobbing,” she cracks a self-deprecating smile and it dislodges something in his chest. “but the server didn’t charge me for dessert. i, uh, fell on my way home.”

crashed. you crashed into my car.

“sounds terrible.”

“it was. the whole night was. anyway.” she pauses to slide a pen from her apron to write on the cup. “americano to go?” she asks, pushing the drink over the counter, eyes floating to the next order.

john spots the same little heart, the looping letters. he looks back at her, plugging along despite the clear heartache and injuries. he sighs, crumpling the print out in his pocket.

“think i’ll have it to stay, actually,” he mumbles, knowing she doesn’t hear him as she makes the next drink.

he camps out at a table where he can watch her. there’s a dent in his car, but he’s decided there’s a barista-sized hole in his life.

[hejee]

i really just wanna draw them shirtless

[legendoftherisingtide]

did other aroaces ask their friends constantly what crushes and love were? or was that the autism.

[carlisle06art]

Vi paint study

[carpisuns]

[confettay]

rewatching G1 again and I’m obsessed with this scene where they just show multiple angles of starscream sulking for like 20 seconds with absolutely no dialogue from him at all

[chloesimaginationthings]

The FNAF Mikes talk about their extended family..

[citricacidprince]

Smile for the camera!

It’s unfair that only Stanford has a Wanted poster, I think every Pines who got sucked in the portal should have one, as a familial right of passage and as a treat <3

All codes below cut!

👁️[Stanford’s Page]✋

STANFORD PINES

RETURN FOR BOUNTY, ARMED AND DANGEROUS

RICK WAS HERE

🏴‍☠️[Stanley’s Page]💰

STANLEY PINES

RETURN FOR BOUNTY, ARMED AND CHARMING

HEYA TOOTS

🌲[Dipper’s Page]🌌

DIPPER PINES

RETURN FOR BOUNTY, ARMED AND SNARKY

I WON’T HESITATE

💫[Mabel’s Page]💥

MABEL PINES

RETURN FOR BOUNTY, ARMED AND ADORABLE

GLITTER BOMB ENTHUSIAST

[skellitonz]

single handedly getting all the mystery files to 3 million views so we can get that ryan/shane foot race

[nocturnal-artist]

The bond of two high school kids who died on the first day of school together

I read This post and was already emotional about this line so I worked it into the art I wanted to make of them

[moonkhao]

WE ARE | EP16