Dawwwwwww

happy birthday to my favorite tiny insect bug tangotek #hellyeah

“For science!” shouts Jonathan Crane, as he proceeds to do numerous unethical experiments on the nature of fear.

so no one was gonna tell me that the lyrics to too sweet by hozier aren’t

“i’ll take my whisk and leeaave / i’m coughing blood in my bed at three / you’re too sweet for me”

???????

dancin'

jon audibly smiling my most beloved

i kinda gave up on drawing john, he's harder to draw than he looks ☹️☹️☹️

OKAY so im drawing john and sherlock and somehow i'm having a harder time drawing john than sherlock

is that like, common or something? i would have thought I'd find it harder to draw sherlock 😭😭

Hadestown Martin redesign :]

they're so cute they make me cry

wip -- so locked in rn actually

Once again, war has returned to Gaza. I am a pharmacist, but my shelves are empty. There are no medicines, no equipment, nothing to ease the pain of those who come to me for help.

People arrive with injuries, infections, and chronic diseases, and I have nothing to offer. I watch their suffering grow, knowing that even the most basic treatment is out of reach.

At home, my family and I cannot sleep. The sounds of bombing shake the walls. Every explosion makes us wonder if we will survive the night. My children cling to me, their eyes full of fear. There is no safe place.

We are exhausted, physically and mentally. Food is running out. Clean water is scarce. Electricity is gone. Every day is a fight to stay alive. And the worst part is that prices have skyrocketed—even if food and vegetables are available, we cannot afford them.

We need help. Donations are essential to provide medical supplies and to help me and my family survive. Life here has become impossible without support.

Please donate at the link on my page.