A Flair For The Dramatic But It's Me Instead :P

WOKE mcr be like:

I brought you my BLUE HAIR you brought me your PRONOUNS

three cheers for VACCINES

the PRIDE parade

Danger Days: The True Lives of The Fabulous Killjoys

Happy Fits and Hunny and Half Alive are what's keeping me from going off the deep end

Can I just say

Obsidian spitting lava then sticking a sword hilt in her mouth, slowly withdrawing it revealing a badass lava sword WAS POSSIBLY THE MOST BADASS THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

W H A T

idk where to put this but I'm overflowing with emotions so here

Family is weird. I've found I collect my family as I go, like a funky jigsaw where the pieces are revealed by moving furniture or sweeping under the fridge. Pieces have been lost, left in old apartments to be picked up by others, to because part of someone else's puzzle. I just hope that the people I call my brothers see me as one too, that the people I have playfully married see me as a husband, a wife, or see me as a piece that they've loved as well. I hope to plant myself in as many puzzles as pieces I've collected. I hope that my current pieces, my work boss who is now a weird older brother, my two best friends in states I cannot visit whom are my two younger brothers, my wife whom I rarely speak to, and my own parents know I love them as much as I know they love me, maybe more so. I hope these pieces don't get lost with the dust collecting in the corners of my closet, the darkness under my bed, in the mess of my art supplies. I love my weird family.

not to be super lesbian but my knees weaken when i think about girls

🌈 Like/reblog if you’re a girl who likes girls 🏳️‍🌈

((also hmu I need some queer friends since I don’t rly have any))

scrolling through Twitter is so fucking weird

holding on till may june

who tf decided to put masks on the bus as decor

At a convention right after finishing the game, wearing Bendy… I found Sammy.

Or… maybe Sammy found me.