Bismuth Is Bi Guys It Says Right Here

The last words of all Last Lifers.

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Jimmy: Ow! Ow! No I’m not! I’m not! I can’t! I can’t! I can’t be gone! I can’t be gone! No, no OW! Oh, I’m actually dying! I’m dea—

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Mumbo: OH! OH! JIMMY’S GONE! What, you just killed Jimmy!! You just killed Jimmy! Oh my goodness! GRIAN! Grian! You can’t— you shouldn’t be doing that! NO NO! *incomprehensible gibberish* I almost got myself! I almost got myself! Oh my goodness! No I’m on 2 hearts!

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Skizzleman: Oh no, they got backup now! Gimme that! Ah!

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Impulse: As soon as it’s dead, let’s get him. Yeah. Where is he?

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Lizzy: WOAH! Bdubs! What are you doing?!

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Bdubs: I HAVE TO! I HAVE TO! I AHHH! I HAVE TO! Ok! Alright! Ok! I had to! Etho—

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Tango: Ok. And I think that— OHHH!!!

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BigB: No! No! Cleo this is not— I’m gonna die! Cleo!

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Scar: Why is Etho a witch? Let’s kill the witch. Oh poor Etho. Kill the witch!

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Cleo: Get him! Get him! Oh here we go!

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Grian: Oh my god! I’m going down! Not like this! Not like thi—

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Etho: You know how this ended last time Joel.

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Joel: No! Not like this! Leave me leave me! Team! Team!

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Pearl: This is not ideal. Why is he targeting me right now? This is— he’s killing all of my dogs. Oh no! Oh no!

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Martin: oh no no no! I’ve fallen down a hole! Oh no! No no no no no! Oh the zombie’s here as well!

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Ren: Alright. Alright alright. Let’s regroup here. I don’t think I can get him with the lava bucket. Stupid skele—

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Scott: Just me and Binkie. We finally did it. There’s only one way.

It took me two weeks to do this because I've been busy with commissions. I will probably continue to make Tarot cards with the other characters, but these were the first!

DO NOT DO THIS.

This makes me so angry.

If you work in a movie theater and you do this I have no respect for you.

My younger brother is Type 1 Diabetic.

When we go to a movie theater, we always get him diet soda. If he were to get regular when we asked for diet, we would not give him the insulin he would need for it. If that happens, his blood sugar level could go so high he could go into a coma, go blind, or even die.

If somebody gave him regular soda instead of diet without telling us, that person could be responsible for a nine-year-old being killed or blinded.

Just thinking about that makes me so angry. I get scared every time we take him to a movie in case the people working there saw this picture and decide to do the same thing.

Please signal boost this so people know.

Reblog this if you think writing is an art

I literally had to reblog this twice in a row

I like playing a fun game called: "Is This A Crush, (In Which Case I'm Lying About Being Aroace), Aesthetic Attraction, Gender Envy, Or Very Strong Platonic Attraction (Wanting To Be In A QPR With Them)?"

It's the kind of game you can't win.

while explaining the different smps to a friend, i mentioned callahan talks through the server sometimes and she asked if that meant servers could be alive. i said yeah sure, and then she casually presented the idea that 3rd life is a living, malicious entity that forces people to fight each other out of some sick curiosity and now i'm fucked up in the club.

Pan ace dragonflies!

What do you think?

(Please don’t repost! Reblogs are very much appreciated though!)

{you don’t have to be 100% sure you’re asexual to be welcome in the community}

{you don’t have to be 100% sure you’re aromantic to be welcome in the community}

Me when I found out I was ace

(I actually came up with this in the middle of the night when I was supposed to be asleep)