#this is bad.

[24hrfrog]

slimav taking up my brain again

[dykelizard]

and yet again, i ask: what the FUCK is he wearing. who let him out of the house like that. he needs to cease and desist

[petewentzisblack1312]

IT IS VITALLY IMPORTANT THAT WE ARCHIVE EVERY OLD FOB VIDEO HOSTED ON YOUTUBE OR GOOGLE DRIVE BECAUSE GOOGLE IS GOING TO DELETE ACCOUNTS THAT HAVE BEEN INACTIVE FOR 2 YEARS OR MORE AND THAT IS MOST ACCOUNTS THAT POST OLD FOB INTERVIEWS.

[lostryu]

wow i hate the new tumblr layout

[klownedmilk]

Terrible elody Gerard drabble

Elody placed her glass on the table, laughing a bit at Gerard's joke.

"You and Tom got real close over the years huh? " it hadn't been that long. But still.

"Yeah- he's like my best friend at this point" He shrugged. Taking a sip of his wine.

"Your only one." Elody said with a snicker. That got a cough and a returned snicker from the frog prince. He choked down a ribbit as he motioned towards the other.

"Well you're my friend!"

"I'm your ex wife Gerard"

"And I love you for it" Elody couldn't help but choke on her own wine when Gerard decided to add a wink to puncate. A terrible joke and terrible move. She sat down. Crumpling a bit in her seat and her jammies. In explicit contrast to Gerard's formal dress and perfect posture, Elody couldn't be bothered to change out of her Pajama pants and the world's most worn out tee-shirt.

"I love you too Gerard but Jesus christ- I Mean I suppose there is Ylfa. How is she by the way? I haven't visited her in a while..." Gerard stared at Elody. Brows raised. Raising his hand he made a `hurry on with it` motion. Which got a smile from Elody.

"She ask out Pinocchio yet? " Gerard Almost inhaled the rest of his drink before he sighed. Placing down the empty cup. Frustration and the demeanor of a tired dad could not be a more present force in this moment.

"She hasn't! And that's the most frustrating part! She's gonna be 16 this year, when is she going to ask that boy out!" Elody couldn't help but laugh yet again. It hadn't been very long since- what happened did happen. But age was already creeping up on the both of them. Grey hairs littered both their heads, and wrinkles a plenty. But those were mostly stress wrinkles.

"Don't bust a vein Gerard. Remember how long it took you to ask me out? " he hummed. Brows unfurrowing a bit.

"To be fair we are divorced. "

"And I do still love you after all this time" the sword of truth glowed behind Elody

"Yeah yeah- love you aswell" it glowed again.

"But I distinctly remember that when I asked you out? It was a disaster. I was stumbling. And could not stop- fucking croaking. I was slimey and all sweaty and- and I think I had fly guts on my face? "

"I thought it was weird. "

"It was very weird! I'm surprised you didn't get warts from kissing me. "

"Skincare Gerard, skincare"

"I literally had a whole vanity mirror Elody-"

Elody nodded again. That was true. But...

"I was a teenage girl with anxiety. Checkmate. "

"I- god damnit I'm not winning this am I? "

"No Gerard. No you arent. "

She got up. Grabbing the sword of truth and pointing it at Gerard.

"Gerard Greenleigh, should Listen to his super awesome friend and give those two some space to bloom"

It glowed intensely. Elody grinned at that.

"Yeah yeah, you got me, now Sword of truth, I should get another drink for having to put up with those two right? "

It didn't glow. Gerard frowned. Reaching out for Elodys glass, his fingers just grazing it before Elody swatted them away. Setting down the sword.

""Too drunk" isn't an excuse to stay here all The time Gerard"

"It's 7pm! And I've only had a glass"

"And you're a light weight. Now cmon. Up. You're trying out scrapbooking. " Gerard was yanked up. Immediately curling into glorious shrimp back and sighing as he took the others hand. "Why are you like this. "

"Cause I am"

"And I love that about you. But it's 7 pm! Lemme drink"

"After scrapbooking. " she smiled to herself. This was nice

[tidekissed]

IM FREE FOR THE NIGHT.

coughs.

i've been reading what i can find of. a guy's. translated time-limited story shit that isn't officially out or i missed. and. holy fucking shit i just want to hold him. that's it go away.

[kennedy-brooke]

XADEN RIORSON I AM IN FUCKING LOVE WITH YOU.

[torosdottir]

truly deeply i never understood "i love bad music" until i got into toxic positivity the used. this is literally without a doubt their worst album and i love it so bad its unbearable

[babyraccy]

[showfallmediamaintenance]

Oh my God. Wait.

How am I going to get back across the border.

[welleducatedinfant]

are you not aware of the glory that is the schema music video

well. i am now.

[mymp3]

I'm at the point where 6 ibuprofen aren't soing anything for me. . . oh woe is me i think.

[noahsinclaxr]

@norasinclair

What a night. The event had been cut short for him when he received a call from his captain. He hated leaving her by herself, hated it more so that he wasn't able to check in on her and vice versa whenever he was in the truck, hurrying to the next call, next victim. In the end it was probably a good thing. A sedan had come from out of nowhere causing them to swerve and hit a patch of black ice. Nothing the truck wouldn't survive but Noah and some of the others hadn't been so lucky. Took him a while to register that the pain in his arm wasn't just a sore bruise as it gradually grew worse the more his adrenaline had worn off.

The situation at the hospital was chaotic at best, so he wasn't surprised that he hadn't seen his favourite face yet. He hadn't asked for her yet either, knowing she was much more needed elsewhere than at his side. A scan here, medication afterwards while they were arranging a splint for his arm, simply waiting for the nurse who helped him to get his wife. There were times he would pass out from the painkillers, other times he would be lucid enough to converse with his co workers, still watching the crowd outside in the hallways until his sight would once more grow hazy and sleep would become him for another few minutes.

"Did they get her yet?" he mumbled when a nurse would walk in, holding the splint he had to place around his arm, slowly opening his eyes and trying to blink away the grogginess that had come over him. Suppressing half a panic that, just like last time in a hospital, he wouldn't be able to see for a time.

[robotpussy]

i do not give af abt these internships

[literallyaflame]

my partner doesn’t use pet names nearly as much as i do, which is very funny because i will crack my gay little knuckles and say some shit like “good morning my sun and moon, my loveliest boy, my baby my sweetheart my darling dearest” and he will reply “hello adrian”

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon