changing my face and calling it fashion

that one guy!! he/it everybody wants to be found

[brightest-city-lights]

jqydiqm0nds -> brightest-city-lights

hi! it’s very nice to meet you :) slight moving/flashing lights warning for the bottom gif on this post

matching with @because-i-do-it-all-the-time <3

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• I’ve got a whole lot of names, but jay or oli are always safe choices <3

•pfp: awsten knight from waterparks the band™

• ask for pronouns, although you can never go wrong with he/him or it/its.

• pan + ambiamorus + asexual umbrella

• I play guitar! and I write songs <3 (if you want to see one just ask lmao I would be more than happy to show you)

• i also run four other sideblogs, @michael-clifford-everyday, @luke-hemmings-everyday, @ashton-irwin-everyday, and @calum-hood-everyday because sometimes you just gotta do the job yourself

• fandoms 5 seconds of summer. waterparks. luke hemmings. minecraft. michael clifford. conan gray. dan and phil. calum hood. life series. searching for/destroying a world that doesn’t exist.

•I also write fanfic! my ao3/my masterlist

• I don’t have a dni, I will block as needed lmao

• talk to me please? I’m nice I promise :] I love most of you, except the porn bots that keep following me. Stop

last updated august 2, 2026

[wtf-jax]

MIDDLE FINGERS UP IF YOU DON’T GIVE A *whispers quietly so my parents can’t hear me* frick

[siacherry]

*POLICE SIRENS*

[mutecrows]

*HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING*

[saltyhealer-deactivated20170126]

[gavin screaming]

[piginapoke]

who the fuck is Gavin

[lovely-blue-galaxy]

Idk but he sounds pretty upset

[wtf-jax]

MIDDLE FINGERS UP IF YOU DON’T GIVE A *whispers quietly so my parents can’t hear me* frick

[siacherry]

*POLICE SIRENS*

[mutecrows]

*HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING*

[saltyhealer-deactivated20170126]

[gavin screaming]

[piginapoke]

who the fuck is Gavin

[lovely-blue-galaxy]

Idk but he sounds pretty upset

[wtf-jax]

MIDDLE FINGERS UP IF YOU DON’T GIVE A *whispers quietly so my parents can’t hear me* frick

[siacherry]

*POLICE SIRENS*

[mutecrows]

*HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING*

[saltyhealer-deactivated20170126]

[gavin screaming]

[piginapoke]

who the fuck is Gavin

[lovely-blue-galaxy]

Idk but he sounds pretty upset

[misericordiia]

gender is a performance and i forgot my lines

[deadman-suggestions]

hey. hey. stop scrolling for a sec.

breathe. you’ve made it so far this year. you’ve gotten through so many things that you thought you wouldn’t, and you’ll continue to get though this, whatever it is. i know you can. i believe in you, and i’m so, so proud of you. i know it probably seems impossible, but it’s going to be ok. it’s going to be ok.

breathe in, breath out. and just keep breathing. we’re gonna get there.

[groupieculture]

i blog to lose followers

[groupieculture]

No Tbh I blog to be loved

[savedgame]

ok

[l3o-draws]

I think it might be horse

[onlynewangelsfly]

scrolling through tumblr after clubsos and sospalooza is like walking through the aftermath on a battlefield

[disco-machine]

anyone else absolutely guzzling the shit out of some wadder? a fucking boddle of wadder?

[velvetys]

Everything used to be 20 dollars and now that I finally have 20 dollars everything is now 200 dollars

[lemon-labia]

me and all the moots will have the most whimsical month possible

[satiricaily]

MYYY SOULMATES

[satiricaily]

MYYY SOULMATES

[nathanielorion]

הבל | hevel

This is how it goes: God whispers in Cain’s jealous ear, drawing his attention to the Sin crouched at his doorway. Sin has haunted eyes and a mouth that has been kissed. Let there be no doubt that Sin has been kissed, with a wet-red mouth that may taste of blood or pomegranate or the electric crackle of a stoplight. Cain looks at Sin. He runs his tongue over his teeth.

This is how it goes: Cain leaves the house at one am in bare feet and a hoodie, careful to avoid the last stair that creaks, and treks out into the Field. There are many fields in the world but there is only one Field. Cain feels the difference in the grass when he crosses the border from field to Field, the way the grey-green blades stand up at attention in his wake, the way the dirt turns ice-cold and furious beneath his heels. The earth is good with foreshadowing. The tree of Knowledge has deep roots.

This is how it goes: God says, I will take you or your brother.

God says, You get to choose.

And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”

I have never made brothers before, God explains. That is how I thought they were made. What more do you want?

“I want to steal some of his kindness,” Cain says, and shakes his pocket knife out of his sleeve.

Back at home, Abel sits up in his bed with a start, heart racing. That was close, he thinks, that was a damn close one, and does not know why.

In the Field, the ground warms as blood seeps into the dirt. 

[yourfavpunchesnazis]

you punch nazis!

(requested by anonymous)

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[tnystrk-exe]

[entropychronicles]