i want Harry styles to rail me to death, tpwk :))
Here are all 11 area illustrations I created for Green Man Festival 2026.
I hope you all enjoy them!
just had the most devastating realization that just how kids nowadays name their toys, ancient kids almost certainly did and now i'm feeling sad that we'll likely never know the names of the toys we've been able to find
Strawberry Pie
Try all the flavors: Blueberry • Pecan • Cherry • Pumpkin • Rhubarb • Salted Maple • Strawberry • Lemon Meringue • Peach • Cranberry • Apple
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Summary: You both have a peaceful day- but this is all starting to feel too nice for Dean.
Warning: smut, unprotected sex
A/N: I've been lying this whole time I love him I love him I love him I don't want him to hurt anymore
For The Filling:
2 pounds strawberries, hulled
⅓ cup granulated sugar
3 tablespoons strawberry preserves
¼ cup cornstarch
Pinch of kosher salt
1 tablespoon fresh lemon juice
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Dean's fingers creep along the mattress as he wakes, feeling the space next to him left by your absence. Your side of the bed is cold, the light filtering in through the blinds tells him it's almost midday. He's slept in, missing his opportunity to make you breakfast.
You probably left hours ago, slipping out without waking him, the usual routine when he's too exhausted to stir. He thinks of last night, of the words tumbling out like vomit. Maybe you were too tired to remember- he's not sure whether he wants you to or not.
He's still naked, body tacky with dried sweat. He should probably shower, but the idea of even getting out of bed seems too much right now.
