This blog has no consistent purpose, but if you wanna hang out, I got soup in the back. He/They, Bi, and fueled by caffiene, spite, and an endlessly shifting catalogue of fandoms. Blog is queer friendly. TERFs, Trump-supporters, and bigots of all kinds DNI. Free Palestine.
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I forgot I have to be active here so here’s my Twitter tutorial on how to draw folds I made a while back to help a friend!
I regret giving you two access to my tumblr… 🤦🏻♂️
And take it to the comments, heathens!
Whenever the ice breaker of what animal you would turn into in a fight passed around, I always say stoat.
I’m not a bear or a lion or anything powerful. I’m a short ass bitch with 0 muscle mass, but I am petty as fuck, much like a certain snow weasel with tiny knives for teeth.
if a fight ever were to arise, I would turn into a stoat, and slip away, but while my enemy sleeps, I would worm into their house, destroy all their pottery, ruin their clothes, and chew up their social security card. Plus for whatever reason, stoats are deathproof, so they would never catch me. Plus, they would never be able to look someone in the eyes and tell them they got their house wrecked by a long rat that weights 10 pounds soaking wet
I’m always one step ahead.
First off, rude. Secondly, rats are intelligent, so I can’t be. Thirdly, I know where you live. Don’t make me turn your curtains in a paper doll project.
Whenever the ice breaker of what animal you would turn into in a fight passed around, I always say stoat.
I’m not a bear or a lion or anything powerful. I’m a short ass bitch with 0 muscle mass, but I am petty as fuck, much like a certain snow weasel with tiny knives for teeth.
if a fight ever were to arise, I would turn into a stoat, and slip away, but while my enemy sleeps, I would worm into their house, destroy all their pottery, ruin their clothes, and chew up their social security card. Plus for whatever reason, stoats are deathproof, so they would never catch me. Plus, they would never be able to look someone in the eyes and tell them they got their house wrecked by a long rat that weights 10 pounds soaking wet
I’m always one step ahead.
Whenever the ice breaker of what animal you would turn into in a fight passed around, I always say stoat.
I’m not a bear or a lion or anything powerful. I’m a short ass bitch with 0 muscle mass, but I am petty as fuck, much like a certain snow weasel with tiny knives for teeth.
if a fight ever were to arise, I would turn into a stoat, and slip away, but while my enemy sleeps, I would worm into their house, destroy all their pottery, ruin their clothes, and chew up their social security card. Plus for whatever reason, stoats are deathproof, so they would never catch me. Plus, they would never be able to look someone in the eyes and tell them they got their house wrecked by a long rat that weights 10 pounds soaking wet
I’m always one step ahead.
ever since señor muskrat took over twitter, I’ve made a habit of checking #twitter each day to see if it’s gotten worse, and somehow the answer is always yes.
Does not the necromancer have empathy? Every soul unable to move on passed through them, a chorus of remorse and a feeling of being lost.
They have felt it too. So why not bring a few friends along for the ride?
*pulls out warhammer* ”so true bestie.”
The non binary urge to Ḑ̸̢̛͖͇̩̘̹͕̳̠͔̠̫̞̹̼̫̫͔̬͚̅̈̃̈́̅͐̋̅̿͛̎̈͊͑͗́̀̊̏͐̂̂̿͑͆̚̚͝ȩ̸̳͇͚̲̫̺̝̺̼̣̦̟̟̗͖͈̝̭̺̝̞̹̙̄̅͌͆̈͛̿̂͐̌̄̊͛̇̔͊̂̌͐̓̅̐̒̂͘͜͜͠͝͠͝ͅs̴̢͇̰͇̠͇͍͕͔͔̤̻̜͉̱͙̲̥̳̲͕̥̙̜͔̟̋͑͌̉̑̔̈́͗͆̇̃̀̌̒̆͆́͊̈́̋͗̓̀͒̌͑̏̀͝ţ̷̧̢̡̡̢̡̡̣̱̭̲̺͓̲̻̗̟͚̮̱̗͔̪̦̖̬͉̥͇͎̣̹̜̳͇̫̏̿́͆̌̅̍͂̊́̾̋̑̓̏͛͂̍͋̕r̸̢̪͚̭͉̹̥̻̼͈̳̹̣̞̫̟̤͙̟̱̳͔͚̀͛̄̍͛̅̌͆̏̈́ͅͅǫ̸̠̠̩̼͈̙̘̰̦̺͕͍̜̭̟̜͉̬͕͋̃̓̄̕ỳ̶̢̧̡̛̰͖͔̹͖̤̬̳͓̝̰̠͍͂̈͛̏̍̽̈̈̾̾̇̈́͊̐̈͛̓̋̒́̊͆͛̚͘ ̶̢̛̛̽̓͐̊̈́͂̾̂̄̊̀̾̕͝g̸̛͖̱͇͎͇̲̠͎̲̤͔̫̙̤̲̰͉̭̜͓̠̼̖̠̣̗̻̝̩̦͚̖̪̿̓͗̔͗͒̃͂̌̂̽̏͗͑̎̐̔̈́̇̍́͒͋̚̚̚͘͜͜͠͝͠ͅe̶̦̓̀̈̾͋͐̌̊̈́͌̚̚ņ̸͈͍̹̰̖̲͔̙̦͖͚̰̥͉̜̏̐͆̋̊̈́̉̂͗̿̏̇̾͐̇̌̈̈́͐̽̅͛̒́̀̀̋̐̅͝͝͝ͅd̴̨̢̨̢̩̞̤̪͕̮̗̱̲̪͓̬̖̤̞͙̭͓̟̫̱͙̩̩͔̲͈̟̀̇̆̔͜͠ę̷̢̼̯̳̙̥̭̗̬̤͖̯̩͇̳̯̠͎̠͓͎̪̯͇̈́̈́̾̐̿̾͂̑̅̀̈́̅̇̌̈́̈́̍̓̓̆̀͂̽̑̍̑͒̐̏̈́̈́̚͘͠͠͝ͅr̶̛͓͙͈͇̿̓́̂̾̅̾̐̽̆̎̉́͌̓͒̈̉̈́͂͘̕̚̕͘ ̶̢̨̛̘̘͍͕͇̠̠̯̤̪̱̺̱͓͙̤̳͈̼͗̈́̔͐́̈́͂̒́̈̂̐̎͌̂͐̃̕ͅ and stare into the void
A study conducted shows that theater makeup makes people 100% more dramatic
i only have 60, get your facts straight
I just made the most needlessly complicated character profile template anyone's ever seen. It's perfect for when you want to infodump real hard about your OCs. I'll share it in a minute
I tried to scroll past this. I really did
TWILIGHT IS HOLDING WIND'S HAND PLS- 😖😭
Linktober day 31: free for all
It's only two days late, it's still good! I decided to go big with this one, since it's my first linktober. Definitely going a bit smaller next year. Happy (late) Halloween!
El Jarabe Tapatio. Don’t ask why
If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)
I'm in a MM mood today fellas
Linktober Day 13 : Secret
All I want in my life is to be even a fraction as drippy as fierce deity link. PLEASE.
Foreshortening my beloved \( ̄︶ ̄*\))
Day 7? What am I fighting for? Zero
I haven’t used copics in years it seems so this was fun!
The fandom reaction to the Super Mario trailer has me in stitches. Mario is on screen for a full 30 seconds and nobody cares
Meanwhile, Luigi pops on screen for literally 2 seconds and everyone fucking looses it.
help my tumblr fyp is nothing but she hulk spoilers pls not all of us can stream disney plus in the middle of the day 😭
Little guy ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ❤
Linktober day 3: miniature
(click for better quality)
The thoughts won't leave me alone so here are some more of cat!Dream and Hob.
These first 2 pages happen before the og Meowrpheus comic
That space next to Hob looks very tempting but a dream king can't just.... cuddle up next to their friend... righ? ...Unless...
And then Hob wakes up and the have the discussion and Hob get's to pet cat!Dream
(Purring?? How embarrassing!)
that... that's it...
These are more rough than the original comic I just couldn't bother with effort.. I'm tired.
nanananananana he's a phantom
Jason Todd is my favorite blorbo so far, he's so fun to mess around and stuff with headcanons.
can his eyes glow? that's possible. is his skin cold like a dead person? you can do that. do cats hiss at his presence? it's possible. does he have super strength? kinda canon in fact. can he sneak up on people and despite being 6ft5 and 200 pounds of muscle he still manages to scare them out of their skin? wonderful. does the lamp flicker when he enters a room? yeah. is there a translucent little boy in a yellow cape always following him around? yep. does the room temperature drop by a significant amount when he's ticked off but is hiding it? highly possible.
How does David, a jacked metal boned monster of cyberware and rage not beat Adam Smasher, but a half dead exhausted mercenary surviving on good will, pure adrenaline and probably an unhealthy amount of caffeine with a psychotic rocker boy screaming in his head does?
Cyberpunk is fuckin wild, man
Oh no he found a shirt version
Cyberpunk Edgerunners is the embodiment of "Stay in drugs, don't do school."
if there is a way to punch a ghost, i will find it.
I went downstairs at four in the morning to get some water and my dad was there eating cereal and watching a sport documentary.
My character, Giovanna. It doesn’t look amazing, but it’s not bad for a 20-something minute sketch.
Everyone on tumblr one day collectively decided that Sheik was transmasc and I love it.