As someone who hates wrapping presents, I found this really helpful
holy shit. not only does it save paper, but the patterns line up! that’s hella swanky.

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As someone who hates wrapping presents, I found this really helpful
holy shit. not only does it save paper, but the patterns line up! that’s hella swanky.
Not to be g a y but uh, beginner witch discord server???
https://discord.gg/qgVGan
Check out the gay witch hours community on Discord - hang out with 2 other members and enjoy free voice and text chat.
Pumpkins, Poison, and Painted Smiles.
Halloween in the mindscape was a horrific wonderful sight. The walls were splattered with blood, the stairs creaked, and there wasn't a spider in sight. Nor was there a side in sight.
Logan was cowering under his bed, haunted by shadows and things too quick to identify, but slow enough to see. Roman was busy sewing himself back together again, wincing at the mangled flesh along a finger making it hard to reattach. His head gave his body instructions, sighing dramatically from the floor. Virgil was locking away his pet spiders, keen ears listening for dreaded happy pappy footsteps.
And yet, within a second, all three found themselves in grotesque cozy handknit jumpers, stood around a table, with many painful familiar carving tools beside four perfect pumpkins.
"Heya kiddos!! It's time for pumpkin carving!!"
A video. They were filming a video. All three adjusted themselves to Patton's preference, as if nothing was wrong.
"Well gosh, Padre, where do we start?"
Roman hated loved acting so dumb sweet, but it kept him alive and clean.
"Well I'm very glad you asked, Princey! And I'll tell you how! But first I gotta tell you, the last person to finish gets stuffed with pumpkin goop and made into a decoration till Christmas!!"
The temperature seemed to drop ten degrees, and Virgil shared a happy look with the other two, then turned back to the camera, smiling.
"That sounds very logical. Where do we start?"
Logan cringed inwardly was fine, hating loving the entire situation, but needed to stay alive just a little longer.
Patton took an inordinately decently long time explaining every step in patronising loving detail, then let the group fall into a tense comfy silence, only broken by forced free conversation.
Logan had carved a Gaelic symbol very intricately into his pumpkin, Roman a replication of a Monet painting, and Virgil a smiling storm cloud. Patton had carved a gruesomely interestingly accurate depiction of the three chopped into pieces.
"Well that was fun! Wasn't that fun?"
The three nodded in sync, shivering with pure fear enjoyment.
"The loser will be announced tomorrow!!! Bye bye kiddos!"
The camera shut off, and Patton rounded on the trio with a too-wide smile.
"Well done, boys! I'm so proud of you all! You were so well behaved for me, you all get a treat!"
The boys exchanged a quite unnecessary confused look, and followed him into the kitchen, where a tray of brownies lay steaming on the table, seemingly and obviously untouched. They took one each, bit into them, and winced at the bitter taste.
Patton just laughed, a distorted sound as they swayed and gagged, bile rising and vision fading. That was the last thing they heard for a long while.
You don't usually find almonds in brownies, though.
Gosh! Such a nasty way to write me! Luckily, I fixed it, but boy did I look like the bad guy! We'll just have to fix that mean mentality.
One on one.
Bye bye, Kiddos!
Pumpkins, Poison, and Painted Smiles.
Halloween in the mindscape was a horrific wonderful sight. The walls were splattered with blood, the stairs creaked, and there wasn't a spider in sight. Nor was there a side in sight.
Logan was cowering under his bed, haunted by shadows and things too quick to identify, but slow enough to see. Roman was busy sewing himself back together again, wincing at the mangled flesh along a finger making it hard to reattach. His head gave his body instructions, sighing dramatically from the floor. Virgil was locking away his pet spiders, keen ears listening for dreaded happy pappy footsteps.
And yet, within a second, all three found themselves in grotesque cozy handknit jumpers, stood around a table, with many painful familiar carving tools beside four perfect pumpkins.
"Heya kiddos!! It's time for pumpkin carving!!"
A video. They were filming a video. All three adjusted themselves to Patton's preference, as if nothing was wrong.
"Well gosh, Padre, where do we start?"
Roman hated loved acting so dumb sweet, but it kept him alive and clean.
"Well I'm very glad you asked, Princey! And I'll tell you how! But first I gotta tell you, the last person to finish gets stuffed with pumpkin goop and made into a decoration till Christmas!!"
The temperature seemed to drop ten degrees, and Virgil shared a happy look with the other two, then turned back to the camera, smiling.
"That sounds very logical. Where do we start?"
Logan cringed inwardly was fine, hating loving the entire situation, but needed to stay alive just a little longer.
Patton took an inordinately decently long time explaining every step in patronising loving detail, then let the group fall into a tense comfy silence, only broken by forced free conversation.
Logan had carved a Gaelic symbol very intricately into his pumpkin, Roman a replication of a Monet painting, and Virgil a smiling storm cloud. Patton had carved a gruesomely interestingly accurate depiction of the three chopped into pieces.
"Well that was fun! Wasn't that fun?"
The three nodded in sync, shivering with pure fear enjoyment.
"The loser will be announced tomorrow!!! Bye bye kiddos!"
The camera shut off, and Patton rounded on the trio with a too-wide smile.
"Well done, boys! I'm so proud of you all! You were so well behaved for me, you all get a treat!"
The boys exchanged a quite unnecessary confused look, and followed him into the kitchen, where a tray of brownies lay steaming on the table, seemingly and obviously untouched. They took one each, bit into them, and winced at the bitter taste.
Patton just laughed, a distorted sound as they swayed and gagged, bile rising and vision fading. That was the last thing they heard for a long while.
You don't usually find almonds in brownies, though.
Gosh! Such a nasty way to write me! Luckily, I fixed it, but boy did I look like the bad guy! We'll just have to fix that mean mentality.
One on one.
Bye bye, Kiddos!
Build-a-Bear Employee: please,,, I can’t fit any more stuffing into this pikachu
Me: You fool….. Make Him Fatter
i worked at build-a-bear in downtown disney and one time a guest came with a grinch and had me force 6 custom sounds into him which was just him breathing really hard and saying “MERRY CHRISTMAS” into each one the thing is, he had me stuff them into the arms, which were stick-thin so the seams were coming up and i was having to repair his now lumpy grinchy arms this took like 45 minutes and all the while the kid was legit trying to remove my kneecaps, his mom was even telling me that she warned someone this would happen and they sent her straight to me ROFLMAO after he was stuffed to the brim and i could hear the soul of the plush screaming at me for what would be the next eternity the kid dressed him up like batman but his mom was like “NO HE HAS TO BE CHRISTMAS” so he put a santa hat on him and also a little plush gingerbread that smelled like actual gingerbread and it ended up looking like this
i clocked out an hour and a half late it was like 1 am
this is the most I’ve laughed in years
The Birth of Ragdoll Patton
Mad Scientist Logan lost Patton so he found a way to bind his soul to a doll he made look like Patton, filled it with leaves, and reanimated him. Ooph ooph ooph I forgot Patton’s freckles but ahhh whatever. Pretend he has freckles.
Why yes what Logan is doing is a kind of necromancy shhhh
Can we talk about this??? This moment where he’s just there… and it just gives off such a “I’m about to fuck with this man’s whole ass life and yall can’t stop me” vibes
It’s so innocent but also aggressive??? Like??? SEND HELP???
Chase getting the eviction letter
Landlord: Look get rid of this red, demon dude or your evicted Chase:
ARE YOU READY, KIDS?
Aye,Aye captain!
I can’t hear you!
AYE,AYE CAPTAIN!
Ohhhhhhhhh!
Who’s married and with kids who he’ll never ever see…?
I will fight you
….WHO DRINKS LOTS OF ALCOHOL LIKE YOU WON’T BELIEEEEVEEE…
CHA-ASE BRO-DY!
WHO SEES CREEPY STUFF IN A ROOM ALL IN REEED..
👏CHA-ASE👏BRO-DY!!!!👏
WHO CANNOT AVOID TO HEAR VOICES IN THE HEAAAAD…?
CHA-ASE BRO-DY
CHAA-AASE BROOO-DY!
CHAA-AASE BROOO-DY!
CHAA-AASE BROOO-DY!
CHAA-AASE BROOO-DY!
CHAAAAAAAAAA-AASE BROOOOOO-DYYYYYYYYYY!
Do do dodo doooo-oot!
I thought this was the right moment to reblog this shitpost again… :D
chase: im sad in the woods
some form of otherworldly force:
Deceit and Remus Parallels
Saying things that aren't meant to be said in words, Deceit's an action and Remus's a sound effect
Doing the dramtic hurt face while leaning back a little and lifting their hands defensively
Finger wiggling
In conclusion: they are best friends and you can all pry this headcanon out of my cold dead hands
Bill Hader on his SNL audition
I feel like this is pretty much the most accurate way to describe life as an adult.
pastel halloween moodboard.
Halloween icons pt.2