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Yura Borisov and Mikey Madison at the 31st Screen Actors Guild Awards held at Shrine Auditorium and Expo Hall on February 23, 2025 in Los Angeles, California. (Photo by Michael Buckner/Variety via Getty Images)

#yura borisov #mikey madison #yborisovedit #mmadisonedit #sag awards #edits #p: yura borisov #p: mikey madison #... ah

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#tunes #source: Fortnite - Default Dance / UNDERTALE - Megalovania #... ah #the first time i played #sometimes in the middle of the battle my friends that i played on call with me #... would beg and plead for me to make sans do the funny dance #(... does the status effect it causes even do anything...????)

Heyo, guys! I haven't posted anything in a while, so here's a little sketch I did to remind you ... I am still here ... XD Just very busy with many unexpected events. But I'm hoping to get back on schedule soon! ^^

Travel safe, everybody, whatever you're up to! 💖✌️🥪

#art #sketch #artists on tumblr #pencil #flower #traditional art #it's about that jane austin aesthetic #when you feel it pukse through your soul you answer the call until it leaves as soon as it came #... ah #*pulse through your soul #the aesthetic has evidently already left my body

All the money that I spent on prom could have gone to a P1 ticket to skz lmao

#rip me and my bank account #prom is... an interesting experience #a very expensive experience #the only thing I liked about prom was my dress and my hair though uwu :')#but being stuffed in a room with no ventilation and kids who have no rhythm #... ah #also all the money i spent on prom could have gone to at least 50 cups of boba if not more ;-;

Hand to my heart. I just want to see the man smile. Really smile. I want to see the way his eyes light up when he's really happy. I want his heart to find peace, I want his soul to rest. I want him to finally hang up the sword for good and allow himself to live.

Nobody deserves it more.

Go on Anon and tell me your muses thoughts on mine. || ACCEPTING

He listens without interruption. ... Then he looks away, but manages a smirk that's almost as bitter as the chuckle that goes along with it.

"You're outta luck, bub. Tried that before. It didn't go so well."

It's an understatement. He had spent over a century trying to escape what he was. Tried in Canada, in Japan, in America. Anywhere he could find quiet. And because of that selfishness, he carried a graveyard on his shoulders.

Elizabeth. Rose. Silver. David. Itsu. Mariko.

The child he never got to name.

All of them had fallen victim to the curse that was Logan Howlett - to say nothing of how many people had fallen to his claws. Those that survived were the ones who'd realized early, cast him aside before he could drag them down. The ones who'd clued in. The smart ones. And he, over time, had smartened up too. He's a rabid dog, a wolf in sheep's clothing. A killer. A weapon. The weapon.

But that's okay.

(It has to be okay. It's not like there's any way out.)

He was good at it.

(He should know.)

He was really, really good at it.

(He'd tried.)

He was the best. And he was always gonna be the best. So the right thing to do was put those talents to use. At least now, he could tell himself it was for the right reasons. He could pretend he slept at night.