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Let kiyo have his sexy demon 👏
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.*
at risk of getting fucking canceled, i think dnptwt is far to hard on dan and always assumes the worst of him and they are going to be the reason that he leaves the internet again.
and to play devils advocate a little, why haven’t people been calling phil out for silence? Why does the weight of the world fall on dans shoulders?
calling them out respectfully and asking for answers is one thing, but blatant harassment and unfounded accusations are crazy.
If Kaede weren't the protagonist this scene would have massive "she's gonna be the first murder victim" energy
If she wasn't the protagonist this first murder scene would have such big "Kaede is the killer" energy also
We're just about to walk into a class trial for the first time and it would've been SO so fucking easy for Kaede to pull off this kill that the concept is hurting my teeth. I predict that half this trial will be me convincing the other characters I'm innocent because she had access to the shot puts, she organised the books and left the grate off the vent, she set up the cameras and could've turned the flash back on to get the victim into position. She even had motive -- they were setting a trap for the mastermind. She could've used Shuichi, setting it up behind his back. Good luck girl you look so fucking guilty. It's almost like somebody's setting you up on purpose.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
THIS LITERALLY NEVER GETS OLD ! 🤣
STOP DRAGGING MY CORPSE AROUND TROY
Dan: How are we here? What have I done to deserve this?
Phil: Some self conscious, emo twink stalked me on the internet until he became my best friend and one day moved into my apartment and used me as a laundry service. Then, one day, I woke up and we had a mortgage and millions of queer children. And whose fault do you think that is, Danny?
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What the fuck you got against Johnkat? They're the ultimate kismesistude.
Come find me so we can face each other in combat with nothing but our bare hands... we beat one another raw and bloody, and I realize you are far stronger than I am... and then right before you deliver the killing blow I give in to my ugly need for survival and throw a rock at your head, breaking the sacred rules of our battle and killing you instantly. I look coldly at your corpse, who trusted me to at least kill you with honor, and realize that I live without morals and that nothing is left to tether me to humanity. I wish that this revalation would make me feel something, but I remain hollow and heartless. Are we just animals who kill one another to survive? Are we something worse?
Should Johnkat shippers rot in hell?
I would rather hold my enemy's hand than feel their blood on my knuckles
FUCK YEAH, DAVEKAT 4 LIFE, SUCK ON MY ANAL GLANDS
ONE OF US! ONE OF US! ONE OF US!
I’m part of the brotherhood now fuck it this convinced me
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Greetings Homosapians.
Is there anyone there? Is anyone left on Tumblr? Tumb er dot com. Webbed site, hashtag! I am the JOKER! I AM THE JOKER! I AM THE JOKER! Hi Ho, Kermit the Frog, here! Muppet the Hole, here! Don't be so coy. You can call me Croaker! You can call me! Don't be so coy.
Kermit. Joker. Bro Strider. Adam. Vriska. Dark Eve. Jesus is sleeping. Applejack is awake.
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The Muppet Joker. I am scared of what I have created and will close my eyes when posting from now on so I am not harmed by my own hubris
Emos and those who indulge in the Chemical Romance. You people are sick
Minors, people over 30, and people who are 25. That is the age of arrogance
People who have a gemini moon in their astrological chart. You people are sick
People who were raised Lutheran
Twitter users
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Testosterone users. Just kidding love you Trans Genders OwO glomps you :3
People who identify with either binary gender. It's 2024 grow up and be Nonby (Short for Non Binary)
Those of you who do not understand the intellectual depths of Homestuck or misunderstand its themes... looking at you Karkat x John shippers
Mr. Strange. You may look at my blog but only when I am offline. If I catch you being online at the same time as me... *I evil smile and you get scared* I'LL MUPPING KICK YOUR ASS!!!!!!!!
Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? Heh.
Run while you can.
i forgot the muppet joker was a homestuckie and got both jumpscared and pleased by this
did i pay $30 for eric vale to shit on trump in his america voice? maybe. you're welcome.
NEEDED MORE THAN EVER.
Asking myself "what would Vriska do" a lot these days... that dark feminist icon sure is helping me a lot through day and week and even year!
another ancestor edit. i think i have literally never drawn the summoner outside of one tiny doodle before.
Cute mfs 😤 (x - x - x - x)
sister daniel in tit is just exposure therapy for phil so he doesn’t blush and stammer and lose it every time dan slightly fems it up