#only a lil

[firefistacesfreckles]

GO LOKI GO !!!!

[littlegreyboots]

my girl Wren attending some (incredibly boring) fancy party (about to commit a few Crimes)

[accultant]

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜ [from Vayu, @halfdeadsacrifice]

@halfdeadsacrifice

Their initial instinct was to pull away, covering up the injury they had gotten on their arm. They hate the sight of their own blood, but they're at least used to managing it on their own. Another variable seems needless. Odd, for someone so unused to hearing those words. It really wasn't that bad, they've had much worse, so Vayu's persistence confuses them at first.

But the hand clamped over their cut is starting to feel warm and sticky with blood and the thought of it being taken care of sooner rather than later is increasingly appealing. They stop backing away ( they hadn't realized they had been ) and nod curtly, "Fine. Fine, just make it quick."

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

Olivia “Smart-sexy-Lacy-I’m-so-obsessed-with-your-ex-is-she-good-in-bed-perchance?” Rodrigo

Taylor “Gaylor-dropping-hair-pins-and-hints-and-lesbian-flags-24/7” Swift

Conan “Unlabeled-but-queer-af-gay-and-slay” Gray

The ultimate queer mother, son and daughter trio! 🏳️‍🌈

[theemporium]

The isles vs. Rangers game is making me violent!

I can't wait for the mob au do I can haye the rangers even more 🤠

PLEASE AGSHSBSJSBSJ

spreading the anti-rangers agenda with every mob au fic!🤠

[conkniving]

scaredy cat club, at night ft. @anchoragestarters cap — (4/4)

dead eyes bore forward, reclined as fallon was upon the lip of the back counter with its headboard of shelved booze and sinister crimson accent lighting. it was anything but nonchalant, memories past of the red glow curating a vibe that dared most to attempt a purchase from the hellish clerk. now, there was a defeated hunch to the bony shoulders as she sunk against the position, uncharacteristically clad with little skin on display from the fitted black long-sleeve and ripped jeans draping from the hips ( conveniently masking the oppressive anklet that was getting old by now ). little detail by way of jewelry or accessory, it was evident the body was there but the host was not. should one have been observing, there would be a witness to the moment the bastard came to their senses unwelcomingly, blinking rapidly with a paling of the features. pushing up from the bar, fallon lurched for the exit. the cold a valiant combatant to the wave of imminent nausea, thick soled boots carved through salt and snow until she could find the embrace of the back alley, felicitously devoid of occupants. nearly slipping in part to the weary extremities, hands collapsed to the bite of rough brick as she fought to stand while heaves wracked her diaphragm. there was little to produce and gratifyingly short. despite the weather, her forehead was clammy as it came to rest against folded hands against the wall, focused on regulating her breathing with eyes closed in the small security of her bubble. a few beats and then the proximity of another pricked the senses. "just, uhm... gimme a moment," said she beneath her breath, unable to move yet. "i'll clean up and get outta here."

[disguisedduckdoodles]

More sketchin while at work.. i draw these two way to much....