#cackling lmao

[averagemoderncitizen]

the “you don’t even have a dog” to grace becoming rocky’s pet human pipeline has me in shambles

[stacistasis]

My problem is that when I read your used l, I dont process it completely, so just FYI, in my head, youre called little miss carell 💔 (im so sorry)

LMAOOOO THATS OKAY

[mikelogan]

don't try to help me with photoshop, i'm beyond help @aarontveit

[leaf-in-a-flower-garden]

U should come to my new fast food family owned restaurant its called dalethburger and we sell dalethburgers (burgers made of daleth) for only 3 leag bites each

@the-isle-elder why are you selling out? I thought you were better than this...

3 leag bites..... Quite cheap.....

[tehrevving]

To the person at SE that did this Vincent background and so obviously was reading Chaos Theory

….If there’s a Vincent dlc then I’ll write more Vincent smut… Leaving it in your hands 😂😂

[chrsa]

damian: STOP TELLING EVERYONE IM DEAD

anya: sometimes i can still hear his voice

[femlette]

❝ you don’t have to hide them around me. the scars are just part of who you are. and i like all of what i see. ❞ @av0id. ⸻ °｡

She flinches anyway, only just barely stopping herself from pulling away from John, like that action, too, could scar her. Brooke's never been any good at acknowledging herself, let alone accepting parts of her that she preferred remained very, very hidden.

It'd been a slip. Not something she regrets -   Not at all. It was a slip that came from comfort, from forgetting to hide herself because of how much of herself she could be around him. Brooke honestly might not have even realized had she not caught the trail of his eyes innocently roving the discoloration, the raised tissue. She'd had so many scars. Too many, she'd tell herself too often. All across her knuckles, scattered around her wrists and forearms. Many more on her shoulders and sides. Not a similar story between most of them, either. None of them all too great to recall.

God, Brooke wished she wasn't so awkward sometimes.

       ❝ I ..   I appreciate it, ❞   she breathes finally. It takes all her self control not to tug down at her sleeves and hide into herself. She doesn't want to tamp out his reassurance just because she didn't know how to ignore her own insecurities. Then something else gives her a reason to put the thought aside entirely, eyes lifting, lighting up alongside a warm bloom over her cheeks.

... I like all of what I see.

       ❝ Wait.  What? ❞

[o0fyuu0o]

When the edibles finally kick in but the company rave is already over 😞