screw you guys


While rummaging through a box he found in the attic, England uncovers some old photos, along with old memories.

(These took so long to make, I hope you guys like them! I was trying to put subtle stuff in the photos to try and tell a story, I’ve never done it before so it was good practice! I might end up writing something for this if I decide to stop being lazy.)

anonymous asked:

Could you maybe draw a picture for that one Robin, Jinx, and Red X headcanon? I know you're probably really busy, but if you could, I'd be very grateful.

This one?

Anyway, instead of video games, they all hang out on some abandoned lighthouse where no one can see them together.


You played your role admirably!

People say “if you want to know who your real friends are, get pregnant and see who sticks around”

No. If you want to know who your real friends are, see who gives a shit about you after you have a miscarriage or two.

The ones who invite you to dinner, listen to you cry, ask how you are. The ones who keep asking. The ones who genuinely want to know, and want to help.

The ones who do those things for longer than 2 weeks, those are your real friends.