I Genuinely Think Giancarlo Esposito Would Make Such A Good Raine Whispers. No Joke. Give This Man Mint

zombie face

Hello! Do you remember the betrayal one? What if Tommy woke up and saw his s/o was gonna and ones he started to freakout his s/o cones in the room holding a glass of water like:

"Why you look sad 🥛😐"

Betrayal

(pt 3 I guess?)

A/N: Never thought that you guys liked Betrayal so much, not gonna lie it was fun.. and sad to make, anyways,🌚thanks for the request! Take a cupcake! 🧁🧁 And have a nice day!

Tagslist: @brxwrvth @fluffy-little-demon @slash3rl0v3r @callmemeelah @the-anxious-youth @dootys @mehidktbh

Word count: 650

It was nearly midnight and Thomas was asleep in his bedroom since you practically gave him a lecture about not getting enough sleep. You slept in his bed with him since you were skeptical about Hoyt trying to sneak into your room, he tried it one time but you caught him. You were still sleepy but you did it, and you're glad you did, but you were also kinda scared. Thomas woke up unexpectedly to see you gone, the bed was empty and it looked like no one even moved the blanket on the other side. He quickly sat up and looked around in the dark room, where’d you go? You were with him before you went to bed! There was only one thought that stayed in his head, you left again. He knew it was too good to be true.

You were using them again just for food and shelter, Hoyt tried to tell him but he didn’t listen, he thought that you were telling the truth when you said you were staying, there’s nothing he can do but just cry. Thomas couldn’t believe that he got betrayed not once but TWICE in a row! He trusted you with his heart, even gave you a second chance and this is what you do? Betray him and his family!? He was more hurt than angry, how could you do this? Thomas’s eyes were burning from crying, what did he do to deserve this? He wished that you weren’t like this, a backstabber.

The door creaked open, Thomas had his head down so he didn’t know who opened it, your voice caught him off guard, “Thomas?” His head shot up shot up at your voice. There you were with a glass of water in one hand and a napkin full of strawberries in the other hand, you had a confused look on your face. Why was he crying? Did he have a nightmare? You put the glass of water and the strawberries by the bed and rushed over to the crying giant, you gently took his hands away from his face asking him what’s wrong. With a shaky hand, he pointed at you then at the door, it took a few minutes for it to click in your head. “You.. thought that I left again?” All you got in response was a nod. You sat by him and motioned him to come towards you.

He was hesitant but he still leaned into your touch, your hands roamed through his hair as he cried, he, feeling bad that you didn’t give him a heads up before leaving the room. You didn’t want disturb him sleeping because it was rare to see him get a good amount of sleep, you both stayed like this until Thomas pulled away, you looked at him with a soft smile, “You okay Thomas?” You waited for a response, he nodded his head with a grunt, poor guy has too much trust in you. You put the napkin of strawberries in the middle if both of you, “You know, I won’t leave you right? I’m here to stay.” He gave you a head tilt, “I’m serious Thomas.” He wants to trust you, he really does, but how does he know that you won’t leave him again, it’s impossible to tell just from his kind you are.

You decided to change the subject, not wanting to see him sad anymore, “Care for a strawberry? I got a whole bunch of them,” You said, having it in your hand. He couldn’t say no to that, he took one, Thomas then began to wonder why you’re awake in the first place. Sleep troubles? Nightmares? He’ll have to ask you in the morning, but for now, he just wants to enjoy the night that you both are having. You don’t know how glad he is to have you.

If you ever find yourself in a horror scenario, remember to blush really hard when the ghost/demon/monster appears. If you do that fast enough you might be able to shift the genre.

He is the handsomest man I’ve ever seen (he is covered in blood), he is my baby girl (he has murdered several people, will do it again).

I have begun to learn ASL.

For what specific purpose?

Am I deaf? No.

Do I know any actual deaf people? No.

Do I intend to teach the people in my life? Not really.

Do I just want a new life skill? I mean kinda, but not for the right reasons.

I- like the stinky, disgusting, deplorable wibble wobbler I am- have begun learning ASL purely so that I can envision myself talking with big, scary, selectively mute men while reading fanfiction.

Crow Time - Statue 1

I just adore him so much.

helloo !

the way you draw leather face is so cute and i was wondering if you could draw him and jason as buddies? i feel like they would get along very well since they’re both big softie mommas boys! 🥰

side note: i LOVE your work! everytime i see your michael doodles on my dash it brightens my day, so i just wanted to say thank you. my friends and i get a kick out of sending them back and forth!

i hope you have a wonderful day darling! best wishes <3

Thank you, Anon 💕 Yes, Jason and Bubba would definitely get along. I can see them frolicking together, murdering horny teens:

okay we NEED to put “camp” up on a shelf where people can’t reach it too because i just saw someone call the mario movie camp like girl what in the fresh hell are you talking about 😭

Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.

I'm trying to prove something.