Are The Fandoms Seriously Fighting Over You 😭

It's "See how well you can follow instructions" time ya lil fuckers!!

Here's a poll, you can't press any of the options, that's the only rule, no voting. Reblogs, likes, and comments are totally allowed, you just can't vote

You all have one week, let's see how this goes

@maryland-no-rabies Tagging cause I need people to see this

Have fun !!

i've realized that my complete and utter infatuation with Daisy Tonner doesn't come across in this blog and that just isn't right. live laugh love women.

added a paper texture weeejtjjtt

marble?11!!?

Better get on that, Jon. That's a sweet deal.

WIP under cut

Frankly, I just wanted to show the lineart a little closer, this may be the best Jon I've drawn (not counting dragon Jon, he's my special boy)

Just look at this sad, little man. I love him so.

strobe lights

is this too obscure

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guys can someone write a fic i will literally marry you i have so many rings you can choose from please PLEASE

Random headcanon for a TMA AU: in a non-changed world where Jon is trying to balance his humanity with not starving to death, he teams up with Oliver Banks to find his 'food.' They'll go on long walks together with Jon following the pull of a statement and Oliver seeing who has black tendrils tied around them. There's a surprising amount of overlap (perhaps those who have had true encounters with the Entities are more likely to meet an early End?) and, well, if Jon has to eat and eating has to leave the victim with nightmares of reliving their trauma... best to dump that on someone who'll only live a few more days, right? :/

Bonus humor times: Martin catches wind of these outings with no context attached and is just: [cracking tea mug with the force of his jealous fury] "I'm sorry, are they on a fucking date?"

some gay pirates from last,, x2 May

I find it funny the way Jon blames himself for the apocalypse. Cause essentially what happened is that Jonah put a nuke in his lunch and he blames himself for it.

Like, imagine you got a sandwich for lunch. You’ve been looking forward to eating this sandwich for so long, you haven’t had one in weeks. Your friend got it for you from a restaurant and you are so so excited.

It looks amazing, it smells amazing, you are so excited. Then, you go to take a bite and there’s a fucking nuke in it. It explodes and kills everyone around you, except for you. Then you blame yourself.

You didn’t put that nuke in it. You didn’t know there was one there. You were just trying to eat lunch.

It was the guy from that restaurant, he put a nuke in your sandwich! And it wasn’t even like he put it in a random sandwich and you just happened to get it. No, he put it specifically in your sandwich so when you try to eat your lunch it will explode.

And you know that he put the nuke in your sandwich. Cause he wrote you a note explaining to you exactly why and how he did it. He told you it was so it would explode and kill everyone, and he told you that he put it specifically in your sandwich. And he hid the note so you would only see it after you started eating, at which point it was already too late.

And you still blame yourself. Even though you had no idea. How does that make sense?

Jon, it is not your fault there was a nuke in your sandwich

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