bugs

Kaledo Art

No title available
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
ojovivo
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
KIROKAZE

oozey mess
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
will byers stan first human second

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Keni
Stranger Things
occasionally subtle

Discoholic 🪩
Show & Tell
DEAR READER

JBB: An Artblog!
dirt enthusiast
No title available

seen from United States
seen from Brazil

seen from United States
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from Sweden
seen from Italy

seen from United States
seen from Indonesia

seen from Mexico
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Germany

seen from Indonesia
seen from Türkiye
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia
seen from Mexico

seen from Mexico

seen from Mexico

seen from Brazil
@sunflowervol1d
bugs
GOOD OMENS | 3.01 - The Finale
LUCKY DAY | Good Omens 3
choose your fighter
lethal episode on the male podcast yesterday, prepare to see more drawings of phil in the strawberry tshirt
guys ur never going to believe this but more phyuri
whimsy
icon and legend
"how do you find dan again?"
Not sure how I feel about this like. Personally.
oh i'm sure
oh fuck off
dan and phil get out of my brain!!! let me draw something else!!!!
see you all soon
come to my cottage where there’s no slamming doors and we don’t walk on eggshells and you don’t have to think about how as a child you memorized the sounds of footsteps on the hardwood and who they belonged to and how much to shrink yourself depending on the answer. don’t go back to russia because you always come back to me in pieces and pretend you don’t need to be put back together. i know a place that won’t break you. come to my house. we’ll have so much fun. i want to watch tv with you. i want to knock elbows with you while we brush our teeth. i want to taste your mouth while its still warm from your coffee; to suck syrup off your fingers at the table. i want every mundane luxury we’ve never allowed ourselves to have. it’s so private, no one will know. because they can’t. and for now it’s okay; i’m not ready for the world to have us when there’s so many ways i’ve yet to have you. we’d have a week, or even two, and it still won’t be enough. how do you make up for almost ten years of never seeing a sunrise together. never kissing with morning breath. all the things i might already know if i never left that time you asked me to stay. we’ll be completely alone, together, with our clothes in the same laundry basket and your hair on my pillowcase and the enormity of everything i want touching every corner of every room.