Grumpy Boy Gus doodle

people who don't wear glasses don't get the added benefit of taking off your HD eyesight for a while. just. fuck it! i'm done. 240p vision time

I've seen enough.

so my tumblr app is doing this fun thing where it just shows me empty posts sometimes, because why not. and this one just really worked for me.

being called “my love” hits different

Dead Boy Detectives is a stunning series

Tagging @neil-gaiman cause I'd love him to see my art 🥺

Dead Boy Detectives is a stunning series

Oh yeah

Black Light 15

Warnings: noncon, namecalling, violence, other dark elements. Proceed with caution.

Note: Thank you for waiting! Please let me know what you think as it helps me a lot with ideas and I love interacting with you all.

Part of The Club AU

It’s funny how all that, August can fall asleep. You can’t. You’re adrenaline just won’t calm. So you lay crushed against him on the leather sofa. You can feel his heartbeat on your back and the fur of his hairy torso soft against your skin. Funny, everything else about him is hard. 

The Machinist 2

Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such as possible bullying, misogyny, noncon/dubcon, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.

Summary: your new boss sets his sights on you. (short!reader)

Characters: August Walker

Author’s Note: Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself💜

You take your lunch where you always do; outside. You don’t like to sit inside all day, especially after sweating amid sparks flying from dozens of torches and grinding wheels and the like. The metals walls do little to let the heat out, so it is that you greet the sunshine and fresh breeze with a sigh. 

𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧!!!

𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀! 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗗𝗖 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗰𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗗𝗖! ^○^

So, I live alone and as a person who lives alone I have a habit of leaving my shit wherever the fuck I want because the worst that can happen is that my cat will use it as a bed.

Well, yesterday the condo administrators had to access my condo while I was at work because my shower apparently caused a leak through the downstairs neighbour's ceiling and an emergency plumber was called.

I had clothes out to dry (panties and all). I had fic notebooks on the couch and on the coffee table. I had hand written porn drafts out for the world to snoop through. And I had cue cards with words like "accidental pregnancy" "clubwhore" and character names laid out as I was attempting to match up the plot line with the appropriate MC character.

My only hope is that the sixty something year old ladies who were hanging out as the plumber worked didn't learn proper English in school and aren't well versed in the world of romance tropes 😅

Girl this is hysterical