Summary: He sat isolated in the middle of the empty warehouse, far from any walls or scrap that could be utilized as weapons. A thin stream of blood trickled down his temple from where he’d been struck on the head and taken out. Even Twilight couldn’t get out of this one.
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a/n: so im not really sure what this is, or if i like it that much in terms of the writing, BUT i just think twiyor should kiss and smile at each other in love. thats all
also joint missions. i need them to rub off on each other
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I dedicate this picture to one very tired argentinian dad I saw this morning
had a dream that I met a wizard and we fell in love and became unhealthily attached to each other so we decided to meld into one single creature together but the process was horrifically slow and painful and most of the dream was us lying in bed holding hands while lesions opened up in our skin and seeped out blue and green fluid and the wizard said "this is going to take a very very long time" and I said "that's ok"
I'll be 22 in 2 weeks 😋
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@mlsecretsanta gift for @thequeenofspace! happy belated holidays and apologies for the delay, had a serious family emergency followed by sickness! I had so much fun making this though, was so excited to finally draw these two 🖤 hope you enjoy!!!
What a year this week has been.
“I just wanted us to get along, but I guess that was too much to ask”
hey if you're a UK resident can you sign this petition and if not please rb to spread the word
this is an official UK government petition that they have to respond to if it reaches 10,000 signatures
I actually laughed so hard. 🤣🤣🤣🤣
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