Tumbler you don't understand I actually need to know this like I'm writing an essay that's past due and this is where I'm stuck
How do I say down bad in a professional stance like how do I get across that this theory is reliant on someone being really fucking horny?????
Update on my earbuds being quicky and only registering base so I'm listening to corpse... The song fuk u lol sounds rEaLy wEiRd and somewhat Demønic as The only thing I hear is him glitching in and out screaming fuck you- secondly anytime someone else is singing all I hear is the screaming in the background... Suffice to say I know know a good way to scare the cowardly and superstitious just play corpse music with only the base~
Got to love it when the organ trying to get you to kill yourself isn't your brain 🙃
Hears all the witch craft that I hide in the basement of my christian parents house
I absolutely hate water color maybe if I had an instructor actually instruct it wouldn't be so bad but noooo
Hiding pride flags in my homophobic parents basement#4
I have lost all SENCE OF SUBTLETY!
SUBTLETY IS LOST ON ME
..oh my god they just think it's a bunch of pretty colors....
Haha gay frog
GOnA TurN tHe FrIcKn FroGs gAy
I AM THE GAY EMO WITCH KID NO ONE CAN SQUANDER MY POWER !
Got to love being threatened with a pair of scissors really puts things into perspective
I need this expeditiously
Someone please, I beg you right a thick. I will sell you my first wait. No Im ace, so I'm not gonna sell you my first born. I aint having no children. Those things are too slimy. I don't want one.Will find something. I will sell you my kidney.I have two of those only need one of those bitches. please someone write this I beg you.
AU where in order to be able to secretly hang out with his favourite league bro, after he gets to Gotham Damian creates a second secret identity which is literally just him in a voice modulated motorcycle helmet so he can be Red Hood’s occasional sidekick without the bats knowing it’s him, except the issue is that Damian has a lot of ‘old man’ energy surrounding him. from his weirdly mature posture, his manner of speaking, to the odd knowledge he possesses that a child of his age should NOT have; when you can’t see any part of his head, theres pretty much nothing pointing towards the fact that he’s a little kid. this leads to Hood’s subordinates instantly assuming that Hood’s sidekick is not, infact, a child, but instead a very small man/somebody with some kind of dwarfism.
Jason honestly isn’t sure whether or not he should correct his men, because on one hand its kinda funny to watch Damian awkwardly interact with this group of people who clearly think he, like them, is some 30yr old geezer with a possible wife and kids at home, not to mention its a secret identity for a reason he doesn’t want to leak information for no reason-
but on the other hand they keep offering his kid brother beers and cigarettes. which.
Goon: hey man, you see the game last night? fucking wild.
Damian, spent last night letting Tim teach him how to play with Pokémon cards but doesn’t want to seem immature: …yes. i did, indeed, watch that game.
Goon 2: fucked up that that last play wasn’t called out; the bar practically rioted. hey you should come with us next week for the next game, let us buy you a beer or somthin. Hood tags along with us sometimes, should be fun!
Damian:
Jason, struggling not to laugh:
Damian:
Damian: i have prior engagements.
Goon 1: haha, let me guess, your s/o dont want you out late?
Damian:
Damian, leaning in to Jason to whisper: what… what is an ‘s/o’
Jason, coughing to cover laughter: they uh, they think you got a wife or a husband waiting for you at home.
Damian:
Damian, turning back to the goons: i… have no idea what to say right now.
Jason: *pats him on the shoulder* alright buddy, you go finish up the weapons shipment, dont worry.
Jason to the goons, after Damian leaves: recently divorced, sore subject.
the goons: *empathetic hums of understanding*
~
Goon: here man, have a drink to take home with ya *tries to pass Damian a bottle of whiskey*
Damian: um.
Damian: *slowly edging forward to hesitatingly take the bottle, for lack of knowing what else to do*
Jason, bellowing from across the warehouse: OI!
Damian: *freezes, bottle in hand*
Goon:
Damian:
Damian: *slowly, ashamed, passes the bottle back*
Jason: THATS WHAT I THOUGHT.
Goon: uhm…
~
Goon: hey, boss? why wont you let the new guy drink?
Jason:
Jason, doesn’t want to out Damian’s identity: he’s a recovering alcoholic. im his sponsor.
Goon:
~
Damian, on the way back to Jason’s apartment: Todd.
Jason: mm?
Damian: one of your men asked if i had any chiropractor reccomendations for back pain.
Jason: *bites lip*
Damian: how old do they think i AM?
Jason:
Jason: i may have implied somewhere in your fifties.
Damian:
Damian: WHY WOULD-
Jason: IT SEEMED FUNNY.
Julius "Curly" Caesar a bald man who's name means hairy girl bossed too close to the sun and as a result was dramatically penetrated 23 ...by knifes already 2069 slutty slutty years ago
Good by drama queen you would have loved twitter
Ides of March 2025 is going to be a fucking blast because it will have been 2069 years since Caesar's death day
so i was watching a videa esay on ella enchanted and the themes of consent like you do when ALL OF A SUDDEN A FUCKING BABBY WILL GRAHAM IS ON MY SCREEN like Will Ghram the Hannibal character and I just stoped working because what do you mean this baby faced prince charming from a princess movie iS fUcKinG WILL GRAHAM
random shit idiots welcome anthropology major histor minor G pronouns: all (I horde them like a dragon)
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