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(Unless stated otherwise. Characters in both my fanfics and in my Tumblr skits are adults and should be treated as such.)
I hate it whenever I'm watching a video and someone in the comments says "that's a problematic band btw 🥀" okay then can you please explain why exactly? Because I'm tired of there being like, zero context behind your statement.
If you can take time out of your day to comment about a band being problematic, then you can also explain WHY
Pip, cornering Harper: Marry me, marry me, marry me!
Harper: Go away! 😨
Harper: Besides, aren't you already married?
Pip, sad: Are you saying that my intimidation tactics don't work on you? But I tried to hard to frighten you into obedience...
Harper: It doesn't work like that, idiot. I'm not some puppet for you to control! 💢
I keep seeing the paparazzi animation on my Instagram feed and it immediately makes me think of hellpark au Pip and my oc Harper everytime
Peaches: You're infuriating, you know that? Stop following me around!
Kenny:
Peaches:
Peaches, holds her hand out: Fine. We can hold hands if you want.
Kenny, leans down and rests his chin on her palm: Can I be your dog instead?
Peaches, blushing furiously: Y... YOU!
Peaches, walking away from Kenny and muttering under her breath:
Kyle: You know she's going to kill you, right?
Kenny, already smitten: I know. She's so cute. ❤️
Harper, walking through the woods at night: ...
Pip, appearing out of nowhere: Hello, stranger!
Harper: AH! Oh... You startled me.
Pip: Most people tell me that, sir.
Harper: Why are you out here anyways? You sound kinda young, shouldn't you be at home by now or something?
Pip: giggles Perhaps you have me mistaken, dear boy, I am not small child nor am I out here without purpose.
Harper: ... Okay? So then why are you out here?
Pip: Well I think you'll find...
Pip steps out of the shadows
Pip: I'm in search of fresh meat, and you shall do perfectly~
Harper: Y-You're a demon!
Pip: Why yes, I suppose I am. And what of it?
Harper: Why are you here and not in hell right now?!
Pip: sigh
Pip: Tsk, tsk... You seem to be far more concerned with my whereabouts than you are with getting eaten, pet.
Pip: Quite foolish to be out at night anyhow~
Pip: With no one to protect you, I see. How frightfully divine!~
Harper, backing up against a tree: G-Get away from me...!!
Pip, getting closer to his prey: I don't think so, darling~
Harper: No! HELP!
Harper, fully prepared to get eaten:
Harper:
Harper: Hey... Why didn't you eat me?
Pip: I think I like you.
Harper: I'm sorry -- WHAT
Pip: Your scent. It... It smells rather sweet.
Harper: Sweet?
Pip: Yes. Sweet. So I'm not going to eat you.
Pip: Although I do *love* sweet things. So rather I'm going to keep you.
Harper: Woah, woah! You can't just keep me!
Pip: But why not? You have no owner.
Harper: That--! That's because I'm not a dog! I'm a person!
Harper: Do *you* have an owner?!
Pip: sighs dreamily My darling Damien~
Harper: Who?
Pip: Damien Thorn. Son of Satan.
Harper: Son of who now?!
Pip: Oh, nevermind with the details. And besides, Damien isn't my owner. He's my husband.
Harper: Then why did you make it seem like he was?!
Pip: shrugs
Harper: Phrase things normally! 💢
Pip: Oh dear me, am I in trouble?~
Harper: Shut up.
Pip: I'm serious here! You should consider becoming my pet!
Harper: ... Ew.
Pip: You don't fancy the idea? Well then what if I reverse the roles?
Harper: You want to be my... Pet? Seriously??
Pip: You said it. Not me.
Harper: No. I'm going home now if you're done with the theatrics.
Pip: But I'm not done yet! Wait!
Harper: Now what's the matter?
Pip: I-I really like you, sweet smelling human! And I don't wish for you to go! Please stay!
Harper: ...
Pip: 🥺
Harper: ... Fine.
Pip: Oh, goodie!
Harper: Please stop talking.
Pip: You know I won't.
Harper: Won't or can't?
Pip: Yes to both.
Harper: groans
Harper: Harper.
Pip: What?
Harper: My name is Harper. If you're going to follow me around constantly.
Pip: gasp I shall cherish that name in my heart forever!
Harper: Don't make this weird.
Pip: Too late~
Harper: Okay. Then can you at least...
Harper, thinking about it:
Harper: ... Sit on the ground for a while? It's kinda creepy when you hover over me like that.
Pip: Certainly!
Pip sits on the ground
Harper: Huh. Okay. Uh... Now just let me think, okay?
Pip: Okay!
Harper, muttering: Jesus, this is a mess. At least he isn't going to follow me home.
Take a wild guess what happens next
Harper, walking through the woods at night: ...
Pip, appearing out of nowhere: Hello, stranger!
Harper: AH! Oh... You startled me.
Pip: Most people tell me that, sir.
Harper: Why are you out here anyways? You sound kinda young, shouldn't you be at home by now or something?
Pip: giggles Perhaps you have me mistaken, dear boy, I am not small child nor am I out here without purpose.
Harper: ... Okay? So then why are you out here?
Pip: Well I think you'll find...
Pip steps out of the shadows
Pip: I'm in search of fresh meat, and you shall do perfectly~
Harper: Y-You're a demon!
Pip: Why yes, I suppose I am. And what of it?
Harper: Why are you here and not in hell right now?!
Pip: sigh
Pip: Tsk, tsk... You seem to be far more concerned with my whereabouts than you are with getting eaten, pet.
Pip: Quite foolish to be out at night anyhow~
Pip: With no one to protect you, I see. How frightfully divine!~
Harper, backing up against a tree: G-Get away from me...!!
Pip, getting closer to his prey: I don't think so, darling~
Harper: No! HELP!
Harper, fully prepared to get eaten:
Harper:
Harper: Hey... Why didn't you eat me?
Pip: I think I like you.
Harper: I'm sorry -- WHAT
Pip: Your scent. It... It smells rather sweet.
Harper: Sweet?
Pip: Yes. Sweet. So I'm not going to eat you.
Pip: Although I do *love* sweet things. So rather I'm going to keep you.
Harper: Woah, woah! You can't just keep me!
Pip: But why not? You have no owner.
Harper: That--! That's because I'm not a dog! I'm a person!
Harper: Do *you* have an owner?!
Pip: sighs dreamily My darling Damien~
Harper: Who?
Pip: Damien Thorn. Son of Satan.
Harper: Son of who now?!
Pip: Oh, nevermind with the details. And besides, Damien isn't my owner. He's my husband.
Harper: Then why did you make it seem like he was?!
Pip: shrugs
Harper: Phrase things normally! 💢
Pip: Oh dear me, am I in trouble?~
Harper: Shut up.
Pip: I'm serious here! You should consider becoming my pet!
Harper: ... Ew.
Pip: You don't fancy the idea? Well then what if I reverse the roles?
Harper: You want to be my... Pet? Seriously??
Pip: You said it. Not me.
Harper: No. I'm going home now if you're done with the theatrics.
Pip: But I'm not done yet! Wait!
Harper: Now what's the matter?
Pip: I-I really like you, sweet smelling human! And I don't wish for you to go! Please stay!
Harper: ...
Pip: 🥺
Harper: ... Fine.
Pip: Oh, goodie!
Harper: Please stop talking.
Pip: You know I won't.
Harper: Won't or can't?
Pip: Yes to both.
Harper: groans
Harper, walking through the woods at night: ...
Pip, appearing out of nowhere: Hello, stranger!
Harper: AH! Oh... You startled me.
Pip: Most people tell me that, sir.
Harper: Why are you out here anyways? You sound kinda young, shouldn't you be at home by now or something?
Pip: giggles Perhaps you have me mistaken, dear boy, I am not small child nor am I out here without purpose.
Harper: ... Okay? So then why are you out here?
Pip: Well I think you'll find...
Pip steps out of the shadows
Pip: I'm in search of fresh meat, and you shall do perfectly~
Harper: Y-You're a demon!
Pip: Why yes, I suppose I am. And what of it?
Harper: Why are you here and not in hell right now?!
Pip: sigh
Pip: Tsk, tsk... You seem to be far more concerned with my whereabouts than you are with getting eaten, pet.
Pip: Quite foolish to be out at night anyhow~
Pip: With no one to protect you, I see. How frightfully divine!~
Harper, backing up against a tree: G-Get away from me...!!
Pip, getting closer to his prey: I don't think so, darling~
Harper: No! HELP!
Harper, fully prepared to get eaten:
Harper:
Harper: Hey... Why didn't you eat me?
Pip: I think I like you.
Harper: I'm sorry -- WHAT
Pip: Your scent. It... It smells rather sweet.
Harper: Sweet?
Pip: Yes. Sweet. So I'm not going to eat you.
Pip: Although I do *love* sweet things. So rather I'm going to keep you.
Harper: Woah, woah! You can't just keep me!
Pip: But why not? You have no owner.
Harper: That--! That's because I'm not a dog! I'm a person!
Harper: Do *you* have an owner?!
Pip: sighs dreamily My darling Damien~
Harper: Who?
Pip: Damien Thorn. Son of Satan.
Harper: Son of who now?!
Pip: Oh, nevermind with the details. And besides, Damien isn't my owner. He's my husband.
Harper: Then why did you make it seem like he was?!
Pip: shrugs
Harper: Phrase things normally! 💢
Pip: Oh dear me, am I in trouble?~
Harper: Shut up.
Harper, walking through the woods at night: ...
Pip, appearing out of nowhere: Hello, stranger!
Harper: AH! Oh... You startled me.
Pip: Most people tell me that, sir.
Harper: Why are you out here anyways? You sound kinda young, shouldn't you be at home by now or something?
Pip: giggles Perhaps you have me mistaken, dear boy, I am not small child nor am I out here without purpose.
Harper: ... Okay? So then why are you out here?
Pip: Well I think you'll find...
Pip steps out of the shadows
Pip: I'm in search of fresh meat, and you shall do perfectly~
Harper: Y-You're a demon!
Pip: Why yes, I suppose I am. And what of it?
Harper: Why are you here and not in hell right now?!
Pip: sigh
Pip: Tsk, tsk... You seem to be far more concerned with my whereabouts than you are with getting eaten, pet.
Pip: Quite foolish to be out at night anyhow~
Pip: With no one to protect you, I see. How frightfully divine!~
Harper, backing up against a tree: G-Get away from me...!!
Pip, getting closer to his prey: I don't think so, darling~
Harper: No! HELP!
Did anyone else make a ton of friends on Facebook because they were so lonely as a kid and they wanted to feel popular and pretty for once or was it just me?
Kenny: Imagine if I had pierced nipples.
Kyle: Imagine if you'd shut the fuck up.
Kenny: Not cool?
Kyle: Not in the slightest.
Stan: I think it's kinda cool.
are there any creative writers on here with dyscalculia? I’m writing a character with it and I want to make sure she’s portrayed accurately. she’s 12-13 years old, so if anyone would be willing to help me out, I would be more than willing to listen!
also, the character is part Indian (specifically, her mom is a first-generation American whose parents are from Delhi) so if anyone has any experience with that as well, I would definitely be open to advice and help as I write, given that I don’t know much about that yet either. Her dad is white, particularly Italian, Scottish, and Welsh.
For both I am looking for people with actual lived experience as I just want to make sure that she’s representative of a real-life seventh grade girl :)
I have a feeling that I'm not going to give you the best answer because I still don't actually know if I do have dyscalculia as I was never professionally diagnosed. However, as bad as I am with money I'm going to go ahead and diagnose myself real quick for you just so that I can try to be of help.
Okay so basically for me when it comes time to pay for something that I purchase I always feel very scared to do it because I never know how much cash or at least the exact amount that I'm supposed to be paying with sometimes. Like if something is $3 and I have a $5 bill in my purse then obviously I would pay with the $5. But if I only had $1 bills in my purse that's when I get confused because my brain is very slow in that regard 😵💫
I know how much things cost and it's not lost on me. But sometimes I worry about overspending my budget when I don't have enough money and it makes me wonder if I need to put anything back on the shelf (thankfully this has not happened yet as I am well within my budget most days).
I genuinely don't feel like I'm helping because I just told you that I was not diagnosed professionally and this is just my personal experience so if I go to a doctor and I don't end up having this all of this explaining to you has been for nothing I'm so sorry 😭
But in case you are still curious let me know if you need anything else because I may not have actually explained anything and just went on some tangent about how I get scared to pay the cashier when it's my time to pay for what I bought lol
I finally made a new animation
JADES THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOOD OUGHHHHHH
TYSMM✌🏽✌🏽🥹🥹
holy fuckin-- WHAT this looks awesome
I don't know how to show affection properly so I call my boyfriend "gay" anytime he says something sweet to me and it makes me think of Craig and Tweek
who wants my full legal name and phone number and address