#((hellooo!))

[ezgurple]

im too lazy to turn this into a gif but hi im working on a comic and had to figure out some stuff. so i made this thingy of april and her changing into a beautiful orange 🍊

[anoant-haikyuu-dump]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MORE SHIBAINU🙏🧎‍♀️

I dont see it enoughhh 😔

(Its been awhile, so hi!!)

They’re funny to meeeee

[gregariousgremlin]

Blinks

Y’know, this reminds me of that ant colony on here. They were arguing about how ants would wear pants.

[the-euthanizer]

"Now what do we have here?"

(@a-unknown-frequency)

“Your mother.”

*Kevorkian sneered, baring his teeth as he flashes the red stripes along his sides.*

[minaharkerdailymirror]

❝ the stars look the same, but they don’t feel like ours anymore. ❞

The hunter looked a bit startled taht the vampire approached her so boldly. Usually it was a chess game with the older ones, all three steps forward, two steps back, pawn to bishop, knight takes queen and all that.

But this one....oh he was a bold one And she was a bit interested to see where this went.

"Well," she put her cigarette to her lips and inhaled and resumed staring up at the sky, "The stars will always be the same, it's the world that's no longer ours."

Time marched on while they stayed frozen. Things were far different than they were when she was brought into the world. The world had it's failings and triumphs, scars and victories.....and here was she still was, with her blackberry phone and laptop several years out of date....she still didn't know what dabbing was and had no time for instagram....

"You come to kill me, vampire?" she asked casually, "I'm not here for you, but I suppose I have five minutes to give out of my evening"

It was all bravado but Mina was certain she could set his hair alight if he went for her...or his fancy clothes.

Or he could rip her head off, either way...it wasn't exactly the way she wanted to spend her evening.

@evilanew

[undyingmedium]

@aurumsanguine ♡'d for a one liner!

"Your armor... those colors. Who do you fight for?"

[noreign]

💌 :)

Paisley and sage chorus their lights through the forest, the hip can do but the devil may care, your pristine taste ranges from Martin Sheen to Boss Springsteen, oh what a Catch-22.