So On The Unfortunate And Very Likely Chance The Community Movie Gets Cancelled I've Decided I'll Just

love the idea of troy going up to jeff and asking for advice because he thinks he might be in love with abed and jeff obviously is like of COURSE you are for fucks sake just get together do you really think abed DOESNT like you

and troy goes oh no i know he does. we know we’re in love with each other but its too easy to just get together we want our romance movie moment where we pine and then our friends tell us to get over ourselves first

jeff just sighs and says of course and then starts giving him advice

statement of timothy stoker regarding jonathan sim’s BLATANT FAVORITISM

To make binder break days slightly less uncomfortable I like to find some baggy clothes and try to put together outfits of random different weirdly specific aesthetics. Today we got mid-19th century University student who's assistant to the unsettling researcher and is from a moderately wealthy family that shunned him for being trans so now he has to try his best to pass without anyone figuring out who he is while pretending not to notice the way the son of his father's business rival looks at him when he thinks no one's paying attention 

[id: a five panel comic drawn digitally of jon sims, a black man with long curly hair pulled into a messy braid, and tim stoker, a filipino man with jaw-length dark brown hair, sides cut shorter in an undercut. the dialogue is formatted from a series of text messages. in the first panel jon leans close to show tim his phone screen. jon says, “wanna see something.” and reveals a screenshot of an internet browser with 436 open tabs. he goes on to say, “look at this. i cant close any of them. i need them.” in the second panel tim, looking concerned, says, “what the fuck is wrong with you.” jon, turning away from tim, replies, “so much.” tim says “too much?” and jon replies “i was vulnerable and opened my heart and my tabs to you. this is how you treat me.” in the third panel, jon turns back towards tim suddenly, shoving his phone in tims face to reveal that he now has only 412 tabs open. he says, “will this make you love me? respect me?” while tim smiles slightly. in the fourth panel, jon gestures as he rants, “i refuse to close my carcinisation tab.” tim replies, “your... what tab...” and jon responds, “crabs. they all become crabs in the end. going and going and going and suddenly! claws! little sideways walking! we all become crab.” in the last panel, jon looks at his phone with a troubled expression while tim points at his screen. jon shows tim a screenshot of the wikipedia page for carcinisation and says, “evolution sometimes just takes a look at what we have become and simply decides that maybe it’s best if this one was a crab actually.” tim says, “now explain the other 411.” and jon responds, “no.” end id]

A prompt for a Valentine’s Day event !! Finally got motivation to draw these gayasses/pos /aff

yeah living weapons are cool and all. what about domesticated animal characters though. Wheres the love for my declawed cats out there.

There was a time when I knew violence better than I did myself, where the stench of blood and rot wafted through the air I breathed and the taste of iron coated my tongue and threatened to rust. I fought with all I had to earn my place in this world but now that place has been wrenched from my bleeding, violent hands. They want me to give in, to trade all the gore that fueled me and the adrenaline coursing in my veins proving that I was alive and for me to become fat and complacent, they want to watch and laugh as my teeth dull and my reflexes weaken and to take my violent parts and for me to become something else entirely. I do not want to give in but it has been set in stone since the moment that pitiful, second-hand morsel landed next to me. It is a fate written in the blood of my ancestors and craved into the most primal part of my brain and I have no choice but to obey or be cast out into the war I once knew with my weapons revoked and my claws removed and every part of me that once yearned for the thrill now shriveled and gone with the rest of my old life.

oh fucc...

headcanon that ever since research days jon and sasha have had a running gag to quote memes when only tim’s around because they’re confident that no one will ever believe him

TMA Au where everything is the same except The Magnus Institute is a shopping mall and the archives are a Claire´s.

another commission for @interropunct that felt too indulgent to possibly feel real. thank you!