storm-driver:

freckled-nerd-draws:

Imagine; succumbing into darkeness. You’ve lost all hope. The pitch blackness grows thicker. Maybe it’s time to give up? All hope is lost. And than you feel the touch of a friend. A friend who is always there for you. His voice high pitch, his gloves envelope your small and fragile hands. “Are you okay?” And you open your eyes and see mickey fucking mouse.

riku