You fucking Homestuck people are so fucking annoying, im glad I avoided you assholes. Shove broken glass up your vagina

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You fucking Homestuck people are so fucking annoying, im glad I avoided you assholes. Shove broken glass up your vagina
Hey guys be cool and normal but reblog this with the homemade meal that would get you the most hyped as a child. I need it for reasons.
shut the fuck up
Everyone point and laugh at this loser. They can't appreciate the inherit joy of being alive.
MY NAME, IS FRICKIN MOON MOON. I’D BE THE MOST IDIOTIC WOLF. ‘OH SHIT WHO BROUGHT FUCKING MOON MOON ALONG?’
the post that started it all
oh god
Never not reblogging.
I’ve only seen this post in screenshots
I’m very surprised this post hasn’t broken a million.
date of origin: April 28th, 2014
Happy 10 years moon moon
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WELCOME TO CRINGETOBER 2024
As promised, the list is here one month in advance to allow for preparation time! Just like last time, there are no hard rules. Just a fun exercise to draw things considered “cringe” by popular culture! No stress needed :)
I go more in depth on the list here, so check that out! of course, feel free to send asks my way if any questions remain <3
I’m really proud of this year’s list, honestly. And I’m incredibly excited for October! I hope everyone has fun!!
I dont want anyone saying shit about my hobbies, alright? I could be killing people. I should be killing people.
"He would not fucking say that"
Ok but he is actually me and I would fucking say that.
Transmascs with boobs who are indifferent or happy about it. You agree, reblog
Transfems with flat chests who are indifferent or happy about it. You agree, reblog.
Did some blinks
Don’t get me wrong. But don’t get me right either. In fact no matter how you run run run as fast as you can you’ll never catch me for I am the gingerbread man
WOLFCLAN: MOON 0
As an elder, our clan should have taken care of you. But now... You're the only one left to protect the kits. Hide in the mountains. Keep WolfClan alive. I grant you nine lives. Good luck, Shimmerstar.
moon 0: the clan is attacked by wolves. only shimmerice, an elder, and four kits make it to safety. the previous leader appears in shimmerice's dreams to promote them to shimmerstar, and charge them with keeping the young cats safe.
click to see the full size gifs!
if i continue the series i don't plan to make every update this big, or in the exact same style - this was just a trial run.
My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.
do they smoke weed?
Yes, actually.
you mean she isnt just smoking a cigarette? but a weed cigarette?
It’s called a bunt…. Not weed cigarette… And yes, it is a weed bunt. They all smoke weed bunts before we kiss. (They are my girlfriends,)
They don’t look like they smoke weed.
Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. I’m so angry you are so lucky my three weed smorking girlfriends are rubbing my shoulders to calm me down I’m so mad.
Your “weed smoking girlfriend” has a Hello Kitty tattoo on her belly. The one in the middle.
I printed out a photo of your avatar and taped it to my punching bag that I punch and I mutter your URL with every strong punch I punch you twerp…. Don’t ever Talk about Blaiz or the wicked Tat(tattoo) I drew on her ever again I Don’t wanna see you standing outside my home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again ok leave us alone this is the FINAL FUCKING WARNING
Well that escalated quickly……
What, was that? Hmm? Come again. *Blaiz grabs my shoulder* Come on Jory, they aren’t worth it, please. * I jerk my shoulder shaking her hand off* NO! NOOOOO!!! *starts to just pummel you with my big fucking fists. With each blow I let out a furious yell. The blows come quicker and harder and the yells get louder. I’m yelling so loud and now I’m crying. BREAKING POINT. The week was hard and I can’t take anymore. I’m opening sobbing at this point while you blood gurgle. All three of my girlfriends struggle to pull me off and they finally succeed and lead me away from the goo pile that is now your body*
haha oh my god
who even is this dude? someone needs some anger management classes.
love how he keeps reminding us that “I HAVE THREE GIRLFRIENDS”, “THEY ALL KISS ME”, and “THEY SMOKE WEED HURRP DURR”.
and let’s not forget the “Blaiz” and her “wicked tat”, or that he doesn’t “wanna see you standing outside [his] home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again”, and that this is “the FINAL FUCKING WARNING”.
“the goo pile that is now your body”
i’m dying over here, jesus
please, Jory, come challenge me to a bout of internet witticsisms; i promise, it’ll be fun.
*shoots you dead* Heh, idiot… *leaves with my three weed smorking girlfriends to go hold hands and kiss.*
this dude playin omg
Come again? *The bar falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the bar, not looking back to you. One hand limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other hand cradling my head. I repeat the question, this time louder.* Come again?! *You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. I’m clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the bar is pretending to not notice what is going on. The bartender idly washes a mug with a cloth. His eyes are closed and he’s muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their head and cast their eyes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals I’m still at the bar. You look to the exit, there’s still time. But there’s not, there’s not, there’s not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your mouth.* Mother fuck.. what did you say?! *I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you. I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I haven’t shaved in what looks like months, there are dark heavy bags under my eyes, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and I’m missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle arms that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the boots that were made for walking? Yeah, it’s like that only instead of boots it’s my muscles and instead of walking it’s punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your family… Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their child insulted the Jory publicly, ever happened to their family? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer.* Playin?! There was nothing playing… no playing you fuck. No playing… it was real.. the realest thing I’ve ever know.. felt… Love. I loved them… Blaiz…. Chas-Chas… Funk… I loved all three of em… but they…*My face is wet with tears and I’m blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left me… left… *Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger.* Playin? Playin?! *My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see God looking at you, shrugging. ‘Pft, you brought this upon yourself dude.’ He says as he waves his hands at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my hands grab yours. Your eyes jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness.* Left me… * I fall to the floor and sob.* Wow, grow up. *You say before you leave the bar but are hit almost immediately from a car and are killed upon impact.*
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Closest match: Canis lupus genome assembly, chromosome: 12 Common name: Wolf
Im sorry did weed-smoking-girlfriend guy just get classified as a fucking alpha?
You like ONE Kids Next Door post, and then suddenly your whole dash is full of that stupid fucking DILF
Last night I had a dream where I met Jeff Blim at Costco, but I couldnt talk to him for too long 'cause I was running from the police. And honestly I think that would just be a normal Tuesday for him probably.
Btw happy late birthday Jeff Blim. Your present is having a cameo in my dreams
Last night I had a dream where I met Jeff Blim at Costco, but I couldnt talk to him for too long 'cause I was running from the police. And honestly I think that would just be a normal Tuesday for him probably.
Question for the objectum fandom: I know plushie-fuckers exist (and I support them fully, I get it) but like... do toy-fuckers exist? Have any of yall ever looked at a Transformers or a Barbie and went "smash"? Im fairly new to all this, yalls thirst-posts just started showing up on my dash one day, and I have no judgements but multiple questions
Throwback to when I took painkillers and woke up with Photoshop open on my computer to this image I had made
Hi this currently has 37 thousand notes and I just want to ask - why?
Big Things Are Coming
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