I’m shook. My little gay heart can’t take this. I was never expecting to get this kind of love on THIS blog. Thank you all so much. It means so much to be able to come here everyday and write with you guys. I love you all. So in no particular order, here’s some people who’s made me feel really fucking loved here. Its helps so fucking much to be here. Thank you so fucking much. I love you all. Full homo.
@fridgeleech | @realfor | @noteddieble | @notrealenoughfor | @guiltrauma | @charyka | @lionguilt | @fearjested | @barmitzvahed | @henrybcwers | @bulldog-innit | @hughhoncy | @tinycomedian | @abrastcne | @fearlacking | @yourneighbourjerry | @lockethearted | @clownfeared | @shcsallrightnow | @drdumaurier | @vicviinegar | @hockstctter | @warpedfun | @foulmouthd | @itkeeper | @victheprick | @ssxgeorgie | @hairlikewinterfire | @ohvnger | @scoundrcls | @oflosers | @spookmyfricnds | @wingedcupids | @s-stutters | @quidprcquo | @rabbison | @bccpbeep | @brotherdied | @kiantrev | @ethrealtrauma | @itisaspook | @stiffbird | @scribblingstars | @big-bower-sis | @sluggsh | @pennywcse | @birdtrauma | @blondefists | @ramtorch | @realmortal
A very descriptive and detailed profile of your muse. Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same!
TAGGED BY: @papcrman this hoe
- NAME: Kai Anderson
- AGE: 30
- SPECIES: Human
- GENDER: Male
- RELIGION: God Church
- ORIENTATION:
Heterosexual - PROFESSION: Psychotic clown serial killer.
- BODY TYPE: Slender with muscular definition.
- EYES: Shit.
- HAIR: Dirty blonde roots that give to greasy royal blue locks.
- SKIN: Pale.
- HEIGHT: 5′11′’
- SIBLINGS: Winter Anderson (sister).
- PARENTS: Dunno.
- ANY PETS?: yes [ x ] || no [ ] (the people he’s taking advantage of).
- COLOURS: Black , Blue , Red , Yellow , Green , White
- SMELLS: Cheetos.
- FOOD: Cheetos. Pussy.
- FRUITS: Whom?
- DRINKS: Cum.
- ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES? yes [ x ] || no [ ]
- FAVORITES: His Insane Clown Posse.
- SMOKES? yes [ ] || no [ ] || occasionally [ x ]
- DRINKS? yes [ ] || no [ ] || occasionally [ x ]
- DRUGS?: yes [ ] || no [ x ] || occasionally [ ]
- DRIVER LICENSE?: yes [ x ] || no [ ]
TAGGING: Everyone.
A . age : 21. B . birthplace : A fake state. C . current time : 2:50 PM.
D . drink you had last : Sweet tea. E . easiest person(s) to talk to : Tali , Sam , my mom , Dante. F . favorite song : Too many to have just one. G . grossest memory : Throwing up at lunch in 6th grade bc some kid beside me puked first.
H . horror yes or horror no : FUCK YEAH! I . in love ? : Yes. J . jealous of people : Sometimes. K . killed someone : Not yet. L . love at first sight or should i walk by again ? : Get out. M . middle name : Disappointment.
N . number of siblings : 3. O . one wish : To have infinite wishes. P . person you called last : My mom. Q . question you’re always asked : “What are you?” [race wise] R . reason(s) to smile : My girl still loves me. S . song you sang last : all you ladies pop yo pussy like this. T . top 3 fictional characters : I love too many for this. This stresses me out. U . underwear color : Mine your business. V . vacation : The sun. W . when’s your birthday : April 8th. X . x-rays : Nah. X-Mens. Y . your favorite food : Pizza. Z . zodiac sign : Aries.
tagged by // @txrncoat tagging // Anyone who wants to do this.
Sullen eyes settle upon the forming bruise contrasting against the boy’s pale flesh. A tempest of emotions swirl within his body , anger being the center of the storm. Kai could tell this was not the first time this child has been abused , nor will it be the last. FOR NOW. He breaths in deeply through his nose , then pushes the air past his lips in a calming sigh. Silence befalls him , though only for a moment. He sees the rage within him. The potential. It’s almost as if he’s looking through a window into the past. In a way , this boy reminds him of his younger self. The thought is enough to make him crack a small smile causing his usual stoic features to falter.
❛ It doesn’t have to be this way , you know. Your old man can disappear if you want him to. You don’t deserve this. Anything that happens to you isn’t your fault , kid. What’s your name? ❜
He extends his hand for him to shake , choosing to greet him as a man. As an EQUAL.
❛ I’m Kai Anderson. ❜
* . @papcrman ▌ 🐝 ` ﹠ continued ﹗
I’M NOT NAIVE TO THE WAYS OF MEN
moira o’hara // american horror story // promo credit
he’s still under construction, but if you’re interested in a soft and loving vampire boy, click HERE. <3
You’re afraid you’re nothing. You’re afraid you’re shit.
hello hello, do you do commissions at all?
Hello! At the moment, I do not, I’m so sorry. This is something I’ve thought about doing before but I don’t have enough faith in my skills yet. And I have anxiety like crazy… I’ve only made stuff for my friends before. But anyway, it’s awesome that you even asked, nonnie! I’ve never had anyone interested in commissioning me before.
did you make your own psd because fuck it's gorgeous and works so well with the hell lighting that is ahs i can never defeat??
The PSD I use is a combination of one I commissioned for personal use a while ago and one of my own design. Combined, they pretty much make the perfect PSD. I use them both on literally everything I make. Believe me, I know how hard it can be to make something from AHS look decent.
The person I commissioned the first PSD from has since deleted the only blog I knew them through so I’m sorry I’m not able to point you in their direction if you were interested!
has anyone else thought about the scene where henry finds that package in his mailbox with his knife in it? like think about pennywise taking the time to nicely wrap it. or when he finds the knife and puts it in the box and he’s like “i have nothing to fill it with.... shit i guess this dirt will have to do ¯\_(ツ)_/¯”
——————— BUT WHEN IT CAME RIGHT DOWN TO IT the skin of my wrist looked so white and DEFENSELESS that I couldn’t do it. It was as if what I WANTED TO KILL WASN’T IN THAT SKIN. or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get.