#ooooopps

[doghemolymph]

stayed up too late doing arts n crafts

[crimsondotmp3]

can i STOP going offline and not talking to moots. i need to stop that i need t greet my fellow freaks daily.

[strnfd]

Yu is there like a drawing somewhere of razzle’s side profiles somewhere because I just like stalked ur entire profile scouring the ends of the ends of the earth but I didn’t find anything ans im struggling so bad to draw this 😭

OMMMGGG!! HI MRUL DEAR!! Uhm ... yeah so about thaaaaat... uhmm, uhhh,... lemme see..

Is this side profile enough for u? 😭 If u need a fullbody one it'll take some time but this is all I got on my hand so far 💔

[troublesomemix]

watch me procrastinate and work on blog pages and also post other stuff with tags to the dash instead of replies. who me? yes me. 

[orindas]

lmaoooo if anyone is curious a great way to have a full on existential crisis and be overwhelmed by feelings you can't give a name to is to have the guy you've been most likely flirting with in what is essentially a text au fic make you a literal 15 hour long playlist and then listen to it and not be able to concentrate lmaoooooo

[lindsayslostmind]

I skipped school to hang out with a bunch of alcoholic Jeep friends. I was prepared to watch everyone drink but it turned out to be me sipping wine. 😶😶😶

[kusariyarou]

❤ kurapika I would playful pin ya to the bed and and lick my tongue onto your dick sucking you till you cum repeating the process until you tell me to stop and want me to go farther then I'll slide m-my dick into you, entering your hole repeating till we both climax as I pull out of you panting.."

Send ❤ and tell my muse how your muse would please them. Get creative or naughty, anons are welcome.

「 ♛∞ 」↣ “ ǀ ɗσ ησт fєαя ɗєαтн. ǀ fєαя σηƖу тнαт му яαgє ωιƖƖ fαɗє σνєятιмє. ” ↴                                   |—(••÷[ ᴸᵉᵗ ᵀʰᵉˢᵉ ˢᶜᵃʳˡᵉᵗ ᴱʸᵉˢ ᴮᵉᵃʳ ᵂᶤᵗᶰᵉˢˢ ]÷••—|

    Stupefied in the wake of Leorio’s explicit confession, Kurapika just stares uselessly at the aspiring doctor with eyes as wide as the sun and his mouth hanging partially agape. Redness devours his countenance in a matter of seconds, charcoal colored irises burning scarlet beneath inky black contact lenses. It is some time before the younger male rediscovers his ability to articulate words, however to do so he must first turn away from his companion. 

    ❝…Leorio,❞ He manages at last, shattering the deafening silence in the air like a knife through butter. ❝…. Upstairs. Now.❞

[wonderous-writer-suggestions]

((Tfw you realize you projected your fear of the future and responsibilities onto your character))