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@chaosvox
it’s bc im on that damn phone honestly
I just want a fic where everyone is all ‘why is Dr Grace so grumpy today? He’s normally so sweet’ and Stratt goes to inspect him for like 5 minutes before grabbing scissors, snipping the tag out of the back of his shirt carefully enough not to leave one of those itchy lines behind, and then he’s a freaking sweetheart again for the rest of the day. Like the princess and the pea. And for some reason only her people watching abilities could figure out why.
Carl probably could have figured it out too, but he can’t be glued to Grace’s side 100% of the time lol.
@to-be-kind-takes-work @mxtr3ssquickly @notthemonthbutmarch
they call it amtrak because the trains am on the trak
mimicry
^ embroidered a net onto the front pocket of these overalls
^ shrimp in there
automated text reply that just says YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY PERSON I AM LETTING DOWN
[part 1] [part 2]
rocky learns about the Denmark incident :]
how it feels to accept you're fucked forever
Meteor Shower, oil on panel by Mia Bergeron
Sometimes i save little gems and forget about them
For those who want the pic
i spent longer than i care to admit on this
☂️ the umbrella academy:
from the personal notes of sir reginald hargreeves (apocalypse suite | vol. 1 ; pg. 1) insp (x)
He’s absolutely building pools and taking the ladders away-
THE BUTCHER / THE BUTCHERED
Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
My mom got tired of me making fun of her “Live Laugh Love” sign and modified it.