𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖍 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖗

23 mdni 🙂

[hannaprashkovich]

And one more

[romulousofatlantis]

Ben: "I have everything ready for us downstairs"

Joyce's decaying corpse:

[deadpuppetboi]

Man, this killer from Unhinged is great! I wonder who voiced—it’s fucking Troy Baker.

[tressymxd]

Love whatever the hell is wrong with him

[lady-bess]

This being the hottest thing a man could ever do, actually

I'm weak

[xmia77]

his side profile is so fucking hot i’m gonna tweak tf out.

[ultvls]

All the red that tears you apart

❗️cw: gore

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One day my very own saber will come to claim its pound of flesh

When it’s done, there won’t be anything left🎵

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Not my art! My commission

[chillisoni]

Guuuuuys unfortunately, I don't have time to draw right now, so here's a drawing from last year 😲

[felidead]

this is what happened in twin suns right

[maulsearpiercing]

maul fucking wacking this dude in the face with his cloak i cant akdjfa;lskdf

[dustysalmon]

They all have beef with it

[maulcaholic]

all of u maul freaks are so fun im honored to be one of u 🫡🫡🫡

[tarragonthedragon]

maul is the funniest bitch in star wars he has had the worst life of anyone who has ever existed and hes like no actually i am gonna be mad at this one guy and this one guy only because he failed to kill me once, a thing that happens to me eight times a week. i dont care that hes not here i will not be thinking about anything else.

[hibernobritonicdrunk]

[txmbstone]

He is everywhere.

It’s such an overwhelming feeling, having his hands trail up your side like a priest leads prayer. His fingers wind hymns into your skin, mapping every verse with his teeth and tongue, muttering sacrilegious words against hands that have seen and made war.

You utter his name, the gasp a whisper of wind in the now-empty chapel — all save for you two.

His lips rise to chase it, another prayer (your name) slipping past his parted lips.

“We can’t do this in a church, Johnny,” you whisper, your father’s teachings fighting against the sin you feel for him. It’s a piss-poor attempt at a warning, to stop now. “What would God say?”

He pushes you back until your knees hit the back of the stand, the imprint of a cross flat against your back. He leans in, lips ghosting over the shell of your ear. “I’d tell him I’m worshipping the only God I believe in. The only one who’d put me on my knees.”

— from a book i will never write

[noodledevourer]

they make me so ill

[fruitmilkshake]

Credits to @bingiz22

..... Now i can die happily