Hey hey hey everyone!
This was originally an RP account but I got tired of that and it’s my main now.
Misplaced Lens Cap
we're not kids anymore.
Monterey Bay Aquarium
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

titsay
i don't do bad sauce passes

@theartofmadeline
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shark vs the universe
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
hello vonnie
Cosmic Funnies
wallacepolsom
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Keni
noise dept.

JBB: An Artblog!

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trying on a metaphor

Kaledo Art
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@shadybusdriver
Hey hey hey everyone!
This was originally an RP account but I got tired of that and it’s my main now.
Why did we ever stop wearing 18th century clothing
to wear 19th century clothing you Georgian rake
The vampires are fighting
hot dr pepper will replace water by 2019 and blood by 2023
holy shit based
I really liked that part of Ultrakill where Ultrakill said "it's ultrakillin' time" and then Gabriel and Minos fucked on-screen for 5 uninterrupted minutes I think it was a really bold artistic decision
Am I being threatened???
“i cannot perform basic household duties while other people are in my house” crowd make some noise
we can’t. there’s people in the House
this “bon appetit” meme has turned into some sort of bizarre telephone game where each incarnation sounds more and more different than the original. in what way does “bon appetit” sound like “osteoporosis”
i don’t know but it’s cracking me up every time i even think about it
bon appetit -> bone apple teeth -> bone ??? ??? -> osteoporosis
this has layers, man
Pro tip!
While opening an umbrella indoors is bad luck, there is literally nothing stopping you from leaving the feeble cradle that is your home or place of work or Arby's and pre-opening it before then finessing it through the doorway, closing it over somebody else's head and torso.
With luck (which you should have if you used this life hack) they will be unable to find their way to the outside world, and will be forced to either open the umbrella (thus receiving bad luck) or wander the location like a vengeful spirit created via umbrella murder.
Girl, that shield’s not gonna cut it
love this image. have to resist reblogging posts i dont care about just to say 'they dont know its ayin'. its an infection...they dont know...
What are everyone's thoughts on the Kool-aid Man? Personally, I have no thoughts on the Kool-aid man.
*casually swooces back into existence and pretends I didn't stop posting a while*
Can u tell me about ur ocs?
I dont know about them either
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all round the house, fell soft flakes of snow, in a blanket of ice.
A fire in the hearth murmured with glee, decorations abounded: Holy, bows, a glittering tree and dinner, warm on the table, enticingly.
But then as I sat, there came a great crash! And out to the night I hurried with fear. “Oh blast! Oh bother! Oh walnuts and woe!” came a voice from above, carried with snow.
Called I: “Hello? Who’s there? D'you need a hand?” “Goodness, yes!” chuckled a portly fellow, “My sleigh has malfunctioned, a spanner would be grand!”
“One tick,” said I, and fled inside, "That’s St Nick!” I burst out, before rummaging to find the spanner and more.
“Many thanks,” cheered St Nick, as he took tools from my hands. With a bang and a wallop, and a shuddering boom, the night lit up like the festive moon.
“Ah ha! There we go! A sight for sore eyes!” crowed St Nick, fiddling with dials. “Thanks again to you, young nipper,” he said, as I shook his jolly flipper.
“A special gift, for a helpful sort-” he handed me a beribboned box. “I must away, upon my sleigh, someone needs these treasured socks!”
So I waved farewell as the countdown began, and in a cloud of cinnamon he’d left my lands. I watched him soar over the equator, then opened my gift - a Matter Manipulator!
🔔Happy Holidays!🔔
Oh god oh fuck oh god oh fuck
Leviathan chapter 1 released!!! Finally, some goddamn Project Moon hyperfixation juices have dripped down into my gaping maw. Also it is 6:22 AM here and I have not slept.
[Mutuals, please read this.]
Check my pinned post for a blacklist tag I’m gonna start using, as well as the situations in which it should be used.