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⛧ don't you ever tame your demons — but always keep them on a leash ⛧

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…In exactly nine days the fae can have my government name and I will have a new one.

That snuck up on me!

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I hate being an adult, man. My favorite band released an album 10 days ago and I never noticed because I’ve been in adulthood crisis mode.

I’m sorry Black Veil Brides, it’ll never happen again, LMAO.

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Here...

Have a fun little moodboard for a Bell x Shepherd x OC thing I'm working on!

[fireproofs]

happy mother’s day to that mom who sold y/n to one direction

[havinganormalone]

Fanfiction is insane. You can write porn so good you make friends.

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@plasticflowersinahistorycemetery

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Borys Vusovich - Viva La Vida (Coldplay) My first edit! I am so happy with how this turned out!

[tlirsgender]

Being sensitive to changes in barometric pressure is crazy what do you mean my problem is that the wind changed direction. What do you mean it's the fuckin clouds

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Benjamin what the fuck

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Guess who’s started writing pre-Vought Ben and Kitty again?

Anyone interested (besides @copperboom82 , I know Annie loves them. Also, the name choice was not on purpose, Annie, but have an Easter egg!)

[cowthropologist]

Do I actually want to write this fanfic or do I just want to wallow in the delicious daydream like a pig in the mud?

[thebitchywitchyone]

Unfortunately I wish for others to wallow in my magnificent mud pit

[yaketysmax]

thank you for the magnificent mud pits, fanfic writers

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This is @castielscaplan ‘s life now.

[justjensenanddean]

Jensen Ackles as Soldier Boy THE BOYS (2026) | 5.05 – “One-Shots”

[catchymemes]

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When I said I wanted to be Dean Winchester, this isn’t what I meant.

The lower bars are around 4 hours at best. My watch was dead Saturday and Monday, but I don’t even remember how much sleep I got those two days.

Ughhh.

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Borys proposing 😍😍😍

Katya is sprawled lazily across his chest, Kira on his other side, Andrej somewhere beside Katya. The early morning sunlight is just beginning to peek through the gauzy curtains, the heavier dark blue velvet pulled back, casting the lavish hotel room in an ethereal glow. Katya’s breathing had picked up just slightly only a few moments before, signaling that she was awake, and so, lazily, quietly, Borys spoke. “I have been thinking, Katya.”

She stretches slightly, legs tangling further with Andrej’s beneath the blankets, though her chest presses closer to Borys’s. “That’s dangerous.” She says simply, sleepily, pressing her face into his collarbone.

“It’s a shame that you have to return to America.” He can feel her frown against his skin, her arms tightening around his chest, as if the thought is far too dark of a thought to have so early, so he continues. “I would much prefer,” he added slowly, “if you returned to Minsk, with Kira, Andrej, and myself.”

She goes still.

For a moment, he thinks he’s said something wrong — misinterpreted the past weeks.

“Can I?” She asks slowly, tentatively, sitting up slightly. Borys can hear Andrej stir at her side, but not wake — he rolls over, throwing an arm over Katya’s waist, his hand brushing Borys’s stomach in the process.

“I think,” Borys says, the plan already forming in his head, “we could manage it. You could always marry Andrej, as I am already taken,” He wiggles his left hand, wedding band catching the light, and Katya grins, shifting to absently push a few strands of hair out of Kira’s face. The other woman grimaces and buries her face into Borys’s shoulder.

“Unfortunate, but understandable.” She quips, her face almost unbearably fond as she looks at Kira. “Careful, though, Borys, this is sounding awfully permanent.”

“And would you be opposed,” he asks, fingers digging briefly, playfully, into her side, causing her to squeal and kick Andrej lightly (this time, he did wake), “if it was?”

"Are you asking me," Katya asks, slowly, carefully, "if I will marry Andrej so that I can unofficially marry you, Borys?" "Something like that," he agrees, smile soft on his lips, the day still far too early for him to muster up a full, wide grin, "and I will take you ring shopping today, if that will make it more official. I, at least, will do that, not Andrej." That, at least, is very serious, though he casts a smile over his shoulder to Andrej where he is slowly beginning to shift about on Katya's other side.

"In that case," Katya says, with all the seriousness the moment demands (which is to say, not much, so early and so casually), "of course, Borys, I will marry Andrej to pseudo-marry you. And I will come to Minsk." This time, even the early hour couldn't stop the wide smile that breaks across his face.

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So, in a fun little life update, inspired by @plasticflowersinahistorycemetery, my cousin Riley, and a local tattoo artist I love, I've started working on my portfolio to try to land an apprenticeship! This is all of my sketches from April 01, when I first started, to today!