Of Gears And Vows, Or: Shit Is About To Go Wild, But A Girl Can Dream

I drew more girls bc .. I like girls

I hate how people will look at popular indie artists who had one or two songs go viral on TikTok and start making fun of anybody who listens to them. "Oh you listen to Lemon Demon, Will Wood, Jack Stauber, Glass Animals, and Mother Mother? Tsk, don't you know that is stupid TikTok neurodivergent white transmasc preteen music? It's so mid and bad you should listen to real music–" you are a pit of misery

love this

but angel...... I can't resist organizing things into alphabetical order

(gabriel with a duster was the last thing I expected to see asfjksjfkskk)

r u n

yes please :D

Ineffable Fandom manifesting S3 :D.

emo boi

The Chemically-imbalanced-Romance

VIRGIL (*⁰▿⁰*)

puppy play but halfway thru i suddenly start barking and run off into the woods faster than u can keep up with. u quickly lose sight of me. u call out my name and whistle to no response. u walk slowly in hopes of hearing where i may be but its dead quite. my barking stopped some distance away. it was getting dark when i ran off but now its pitch black. against ur better judgment u leave in hopes that ill come back of my own accord. 3 days later uve given up hope. ur printing out lost dog posters when u hear scratching at the door. u open it to see me. u lunge forward and hug me so excited i came back. immediately upon being back u feel like somethings off. i look and sound just like me. but i walk around the house like i hadnt been there. i refuse to eat anything even treats. and when u look at me u get the sinking feeling these are different eyes staring back at u. almost as if theyre seeing more than usual. u initially write it off as just being due to stress of being in the woods alone for a few days. but one day in the middle of the night u hear a scratching. u think its me but im asleep on the floor by ur bed. u walk out into the hallway. u follow the noise to the front door. under the sound of scratching is whining. my whining. u swing open the door to a barrage of licks and headbutts. the joy u get from seeing me immediately sinks into a gutteral fear as u realize the dog that came back. the dog uve spent a week sleeping next to. was not me. but some kind of imitation. i start snarling. then whimpering. u dont need to turn around to know what was standing behind u. u pick me up and run as fast as u can. stomping footsteps way too close behind u. and then. nothing. u turn around just in time to see the thing that was once imitating ur dog lurch into the woods. it lets out one final bark in my voice. then disappears into the trees. and then we like. have sex or something

yES PLEASE

god i love how crowley was like "you only call me for THREE reasons" and then proceeded to list three reasons so broad and all-encompassing that it made me feel like aziraphale probably calls him every day

Hc that Remus spends a lot of time around Logan because he’s trying to break his whole ‘im immune to chaos’ act, like dragging him to do stupid gross missions, batting away his pens from his hand, stealing his belongings and hiding them- just being a general nuisance.

And Logan just,,, assumes that means they’re friends?- like Roman and Patton annoy him a lot, Roman takes him in crazy nonsensical adventures, Virgil will steal his book occasionally. And it’s just.

Remus: I hid your glasses for 6 hours! How are you not even a little upset?!

Logan: you’re my friend and you spent time on some kind of puzzle for me, it would be unkind to be unappreciative.

Remus:

Remus, voice shaking: we’re friends??

This is the only day you can reblog this