willowbone

can I play with you guys

early in the morning—or whatever passed as morning when you were floating through space for months on end—jimmy found himself restless and unable to fall back asleep, not with his new plan running circles in his skull. that's when he heard the door to curly's quarters slide open, closed, and jimmy counted in his head how many steps it took to get from their quarters to the measly kitchen in the lounge, before he slinked out of his room and followed.

game of the year

i mainly fuck divorced fathers so i wouldn't know too much about that.. but yeah i think they should both be put to death

early in the morning—or whatever passed as morning when you were floating through space for months on end—jimmy found himself restless and unable to fall back asleep, not with his new plan running circles in his skull. that's when he heard the door to curly's quarters slide open, closed, and jimmy counted in his head how many steps it took to get from their quarters to the measly kitchen in the lounge, before he slinked out of his room and followed.

what were they even doing in the cockpit all day

AU where I never found Astarion and DU drow is damned to yearn for this game's other emotionally unavailable senior citizen.

i made a poster for a thing my friend is hosting cos i too am bewitched by that zesty little lawyer man

[Thank you Alex for the translation help!]

He's RIGHT THERE

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! drawing Kuras of course, but as a vampire boi

Some awful fucking cake with my friend.