#they are in love bye

[applesfallingfromblondehair]

every time I try to figure it out

you're the only thing I can think about

(maybe you're the reason)

[inklore]

no offense but angst leading to smut will always top everything else. argue with the wall because i ain’t hearing it ok, the yearning? the heartache that leads to hurried kisses or passionate slow ones? the face grab? the holding them as close as they can during? shut up!

[55five]

If it’s meant to be I’ll see you later

[glassrooibos]

Everything stays right where you left it huh guys

[souvenir116]

So, someone tweeted this on f1twt:

And quotes made me lose it:

🥺🥺

[panstarry]

my final from last semester that i made into a zine. cooked this one up in a couple hours before the critique (the ink was still wet!), so it's very raw and kind of sloppy but the sentiment is there. i love you trans people of color. we are the backbone of this community 🌟

[gummybugg]

Oh I gave a great idea! *breaks character's psyche into a million unsalvageable pieces with a baseball bat*

[dykestache]

new heart bong 🫀

[bleuu-moon]

💭 soulmate au, where your dreams are filled with whatever your soulmate has done that previous day…

simon riley, sits and wonders why he’s never had any true nightmares, even with all of the violence and turmoil he’s faced and remains experiencing. he’s never once woken up, questioning his sanity. instead, his nights are often filled with peace and tranquillity, reading books perched on a porch swing or lay beside the sea. watching blurred out figures, run around and fill his absent ears with echoes of laughter, not knowing who they could be, but knowing for certain it overflows his chest with warmth. nothing ever scarier or more worrying than a minor crash of a car, or the gutting feeling of heartbreak from a faceless stranger, fills his dreams.

but then you, frightful when the night comes around. terrified of the urge to close your eyes. the countless therapy sessions, meetings with psychologists and somnologists, an aid to try and fix the terrors that haunt you as you sleep. the ones that randomly came one night when you were young, and never left. images of places that can only resemble war zones, tragic catastrophes that force you awake with beads of sweat on your forehead. but, there are the rare ones, where your dreams are filled with the restful nothingness. the nights where you’re able to sleep through, your mind taking you to a dimly lit room, lay within a spacious comfy bed and the overwhelming feeling of safety. but that one is a temporary haven, for the both of you.

[spader7]

two party members at the campsite... maybe they'll kiss...

[mroddmod]

tried the blind color palette challenge a few times with some suggested characters :))

[kitamars]

swap! swap! swap!

[natjennie]

shout out to laios for constantly being out of the fucking loop. most protagonists would pay attention to the things happening around them and pick up on themes and lore. not him baby. he is simply not listening to you tell him this important prophecy; he's thinking about lunch. and his fursona.

[soupfather]

Erm, what the flip guys

[pinkiemme]

Ready for the ride?

[flowerofthemoonworld]

They're a menace 😭😂