I Choose Growth. I Hate Where I Am Now

Oh Jay- you forgot your flashlight!-

*Light flashes to pasty and monstrous version of Alex crawling through the fucking window*

"I want to devour you whole, but I don't want to get rid of that delicious taste. I want to be able to savor your smell, your taste. You are more than just a meal to me, you are all I want to drink."

COUGHS THIS AT YOU. It was like 4am when writing this so its really bad but use it however u want!!

What could you have possibly expected to find?

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KO-FI

@someaholic @whistlebrox @cosmo112 @thr4shit

Y'all are the ants that follow me wherever I go, LOVE YOU ALLLLL

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no one supports you like an internet friend you never met

Writing a dark sociopolitical interpretation of the minecraft lore where the three dimensions are at war & steve is a fun little gay cryptid guy to a small farming village because he lives in a developed city of mobs just below them with the brine family as the main antagonists on ao3

Synopsis:

“Being taken under a weathered skeleton’s wing and moving into one of the last mob cities free from the Brine family’s chokehold on society was supposed to be a clean slate for Steve. It was supposed to be his only chance to lead a normal life (sort of). And it was, for a while. Between the human village just above them reporting suspicious mob behavior, Enderian soldiers acting out of turn, whispers of the Nether’s involvement, and Oceanic civilizations wreaking havoc on the surface, It seemed his past was starting to run faster than he was. And It certainly didn’t help that the son of the End’s most decorated general got framed in an espionage scheme to undermine Overworld political barriers. Now the guy was digging into Steve’s past to open up old wounds and Steve had no choice but to help him do just that.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58970947/chapters/150328720

A Boob Job hehehehe >:]]]

goretober day 6: gut spill

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problem: a mosquito is trying to take a bite at me

solution: throw the phone on the fucking concrete and watch the shell come off as the mosquito flys away unharmed

older brother in the 2000s

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My family is still staying in half of the church that wasn’t affected by the bombing because there is nowhere else to stay other than tents. They are limited to one small meal a day and one shower a week. They are sleeping on the floors, but no one can sleep since there is bombing everywhere around them. Even when there is no bombing, they can still hear the loud buzzing sound of the military planes above them, which would keep anyone who hears it awake. Along with everything, My grandma has diabetes and osteoporosis, so she can’t walk. She has to take her insulin medication along with many others; however, she has run out of many of her medications.” Am on my knees requesting for donation. Target $450

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Guys I keep imagining Hello Kitty! Sukuna doing a little dance to the song omg somebody help me

Please get Miku (the song by Hatsune Miku) outa my head

from the bottom of my heart: just because something makes you uncomfortable doesn't mean it shouldn't be allowed to exist