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This was outside Cryptatropa in Oly . For reasons I'll get to in the next posts, this gig was special / melancholy for me. Dirty rolled me this spliff and I was chuffin it with them and Paris......

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☹MOM 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝕤爪ⓄЌιήgon ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ⱠØɄĐ ₴Ⱨł₮ 👹 ☢
This was outside Cryptatropa in Oly . For reasons I'll get to in the next posts, this gig was special / melancholy for me. Dirty rolled me this spliff and I was chuffin it with them and Paris......
Aaaaaaaa it's Febuwhump and Serial Killer Afo is back!!!
Collabing with ao3 user @Silveranger for Febuwhump this year and I've never been happier! I really adore her works and it would mean the world if you guys stay with us throughout this month reading and loving the content we both create!
This work is an accompanying piece to silveranger's fic "Basement Archives" chapter 2
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36818050/chapters/91852054#workskin
Malcolm please! 😊
Kizza! ❀ You shall receive 🤗🙈
concussion + see tags
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"Bright? Come on. Malcolm, look at me. Please."
When Malcolm's head lolled forwards, Gil caught it. The cheeks under his fingertips felt clammy and he swallowed the panic threatening to engulf his chest. This was going to end well, it had to.
"G-Gil? What's..going on?" The words were murmured and could hardly be heard.
Gil swallowed, pushing Malcolm back against the wall, gently, stroking a sweaty strand of hair away from the younger man's pale forehead.
"You fell, City Boy. You fell. "
Malcolm squinted at him from eyes half shut, hands limp in his lap.
"Tha' doesn't sound fun.", he slurred, a little louder than before.
"No. It doesn't.", Gil answered, shifting his weight on his knees.
"Gil...I'll be fine."
A short moment of silence settled over them, the traffic nearby the only sound.
Gil forced his throat to work, but he felt a vague sense of certainty.
"Yes, you will, Malcolm."
✿ send me a character & i will answer with a tiny whumpy snippet (add squicks + be safe)✿
The Beating, The Aftermath and The Hospital.
St Peter’s Square, Manchester.
💀 lance
You ever get that feeling that you're being watched? Here's a head that will be at the show Friday next week. Come and lock eyes. It will show the end of existence to you. . . . #sculpture #head #headwound #acrylicpaint #woodsculpture #woodcarving #spooky #horror #ZOMBIE https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfsvg3SrG5h/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
“It Was All In Your Head...” La Casa de Eaton - The Bronx June 03, 2020 #staples #headwound #accident #medical #recovered #healing #epiphany #getwellsoon #blessed #godisgood #photograph #picture #pic #photographer #artist #amanofcolours #photo #amocphotography #photography #photographyart #photogram #intheboogiedown #everydaybronx #bronx #thebronx #dabronx https://www.instagram.com/p/CA_crELJP66/?igshid=cd7nuyjm5izl