#((o deer))

[thewhimsicalenderdragon]

little comic I made on paper!

transcript:

I send a video, because I was comparing my gf and I to skephalo but more wholesome (less wholesome actually but we argue less lol)

Ender (me) : I 100 percent would put you in a hole and keep giving you false hope that I’m going to let you out.

Ender (me) : UH

Ender (me) : …why did that sound sus…

Spooder (my gf): o deer haha

Ender (me): WHY DID THAT SOUND SUS (bc I’m dirty minded ;-;)

Spooder: (my gf): AH. I’m just worried

Spooder (my gf) : that you’ll uh, trap me in a hole.

Spooder: (my gf) o deer. That does sound sus.

Ender (me) *screaming at the top of my lungs*

this is a real actual interaction I had with my gf over text. It was. Memorable, to say the least.

huh. I wish we had a ship name lol

[artfest]

roxyarts

[aelfred]

ferdiawalshpeelo: Currently producing my brother mans @odeermusic first album. Its going to be full of unique, beautiful, Wicklow sounds and it is a complete pleasure to absorb myself in right now. Can’t wait for everyone to hear it in the coming months! Here are some pics from the last few days by the awesome @harpstringsandprettythings ❤️

[bobsupportgroup]

Garfield always looks at me as if he wants to kill me of something- a very concerned kenku

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[robin--eggs]

@catmeme 's deer whom doesnt have a name ??? yet??? yar get on that

[nogrudgefruitpunch-blog]

flashback

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  “Ramsay, buddy!” is what stopped him.

  Before he could cut through the man, a familiar voice rang out from behind. As Ramsay looked over his shoulder with a glare, he saw a face he recognized all too well. “Didn’t know you had it in ya!”  “Oh, Matchsticks,” Ramsay began to reply. “D’you mind? I’m having a lil talk with a friend of mine.” The ‘friend’ he was about to slice through made a confused sound, and shuffled slightly. Swiftly turning his attention back to him, Ramsay gave a warning:

  “You move from this spot, and you’re dead, bucko.”

  That stilled him rather quickly. The ruffian turned to face the other, a little smirk beginning to form on his face. “You need something, Jimmy?”  “Nope,” Jimmy responded. “Just heard some shit was goin’ down and had to check it out. I’ll admit, I thought you were a wuss, that you’d never actually go this far, but this--”

  Ramsay took a single step towards this newly-formed annoyance. “Sorry, I didn’t catch that. Mind saying that again?”

  “I said--”

  Within a second, Ramsay had charged towards Jimmy Matchsticks, whipblade in hand, and...stopped immediately in front of him. They both chuckled at his fake-out, until the blade was at Jimmy’s neck in a flash. Even in a situation like that, he didn’t seem panicked.

  “What’s wrong, Ramsay? Are you scared?”

[praekentatio]

Is there really no reason to leave? Otter believes you want to kill her. Ace will believe that, soon enough. They're the only people who can even try and love a monster like you, anyway. And then, what will you really have? Nothing.

She’ll… she’ll trust me again, soon… And Ace won’t believe that. They love me, for now, s-so no, there’s no reason to leave. When I e-end up with nothing… I’ll just have to wait until I find something again.