sometimes i go into an ao3 ship tag and im like genuinely devastated by how fluffy all of it is. like. heartbroken about it.
kill shit
steps into a big pot of bubbling oil and sits there like its a hot tub and i snile at you so nicely that you step in after me and youre immediately boiled til theres nothing left
well you see,
the sniler
i’m not going to draw anyone else doing a backflip. stop asking. now because of you all i’m going to go draw porn.
big fan of that porn stuff. keep it up
you don’t get to see it
This is literally my favorite tweet of all time. It’s so powerful.
She Freaken Forgor Me
me and the guys sitting on the floor and being oh so polite about it
SO SOMEHOW MY YAOI SHIRT ENDED UP IN MY DAD’S LAUNDRY BASKET HELP I CAN’T BREATHE
OMG GUYS PLEASE STOP REBLOGGING THIS MY DAD IS CALLING HIMSELF THE YAOI GOD
thinking again about the summer job I took as a teenager where a medical company wanted me to paint organs for them to use on their website (for a cutesy patient portal, where you click the organs to see symptoms associated with them), but I misunderstood and looked up surgery and autopsy photos so that I could paint the most photorealistic graphic organs possible which. they didn’t end using
I still think these slap
for everyone asking, the first organ is a prostate









