Ell

idk what im doing, having fun though! mcu, twd, the pitt, the outsiders, anything horror>:3, dbh

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Add me on Artfight!>:3

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dare i...?

edit: well that was underwhelming

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my toxic trait is seeing my Arthur head toward a suspicious stranger in a suspicious house with suspicious vibes and not intervening

I guess we’re doing a trauma playthrough

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Our neighbor told my mom our Pride flag “didn’t belong here.”

Cool. Now there are three giant Pride flags instead of one! 🏳️‍🌈

Hate to disappoint, but we’re not taking down a symbol of love and acceptance to make intolerance feel at home.

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screamed so high-pitched at a spider that the damn thing visibly flinched.

sorry king, i didn't know i could do that either

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sobbing

oh my baby, his face omfg

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I just met two of my favorite childhood youtubers after having been at my fav comedian having his first solo show- IM GEEKING OUT HOLY MOLY

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can someone lobotomize me? Please?

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I love that they’re all channeling their inner Robby

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we really need to slow down for a second… because why are trees suddenly getting closer and dolls growing hair on their own??

like?? nah but like actually what the fuck?

there is simply too much going on bruh

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sometimes i like to imagine that ponyboy never leaves.

not really, or at least not in the way people expect him to.

I imagine that he doesn’t end up in some towering city full of noise and strangers and streets that never seem to sleep. he doesn’t become someone people point at and say, "Hey, that's P.M.C!"

instead, he stays just outside tulsa, where the land opens up and the sky feels endless.

i picture him in a little farmhouse with creaking floors and warm light in through the windows. a garden out back, rows of tomatoes and strawberries and wildflowers bending gently in the wind. Maybe even a few animals to care for. dirt on his hands. A purpose that won't drain him.

a quiet life.

no yelling through thin walls.

no sirens.

no fists.

no boys divided into names and sides and lines drawn in blood.

no greasers. no socs.

just people.

just the sound of the evening settling over the fields, the soft rustle of leaves, the distant call of birds heading back to their nests.

and every night, the sunset, a reminder of who he is and what his life has become.

the same gold sky stretched wide above him, untouched by everything that once tried to take his peace away.

i like to think he finally gets the calm he deserves.

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Holy redraw

One year apart

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im so proud of myself

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slay Trym😝

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Can’t confirm nor deny I had anything to do with Robby’s bike getting slimed…just know that 8-year-old me owed Whitaker a favor back in 2016, and it is completely unrelated to everything going on rn *cough*...

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I keep thinking about the chaos of Tony meeting Bully-Maguire and just being completely baffled by whatever the hell happened to his kid

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My friend just tracked down my fucking tumblr🧍‍♂️

Scared for my life

(Me: HOW THE FUCK

Him: this not you? I won't tell anyone)