#bjhm kin

[audiokinhelp]

Bojack Stim Headcanons

🐴 Stomping on the ground when excited or frustrated.

🐴 Flicking your mane/hair around.

🐴 Tipping your head to the side like you’ve got something in your ear.

🐴 Swiveling your ears around as much as you can.

🐴 Grunting and huffing.

🐴 Smoothing out your shirt and pants.

[jerb-kazzaz]

“I got a call from ABC today. They bought my TV pitch. -- It’s called “Horsin’ Around”. -- I told those suits if they want my show, then that horse is gonna be BJ Goddamn Horseman! -- So, what do you say? Want be my star?" ----- Herb Kazzaz

[shitty-kinnie]

i made a little something for the sarah lynn kinnies out there

[yougottabekinningme]

♥••*´¨`*•.☆• P . C . •☆.•*´¨`*••♥

[jerb-kazzaz]

sarah lynn

sarah lynn

sarah lynn

she was our little girl, bojack

and you let her die

if only i’d known

half of the things you said to her

you did to her

all the ways you hurt our angel

the ways you took advantage of her

you were supposed to protect her

you were supposed to take care of her

we were a family, bojack

you promised me

we always said

we would stick together

and you lied

like you always do

you abandoned me

stole our little girl

and twisted her into something

so ugly

something just like you

[jerb-kazzaz]

alright i’m drunk and it’s time for a full on kinnie feels / memory dump post.

haha soooo i’m pretty sure i line up with canon for the most part? i remember consistly staying in touch with sarah lynn. y’know, as much as possible. it’s not like she was great at staying in touch. i always wanted to protect her. i knew she needed it. joelle didin’t need me like sarach lynn did. she had a good life and family who loved her. brad....i couldn’t have stayed with brad whether i wanted to or not. i couldn’t take the heat from that. imagine me, an outed gay man in the 90′s, trying to maintain any kind of familial relationship with a young boy i have no blood relation too. i...i couldn’t. god, he must have thought i just didn’t care. he was so neglected on set compared to the girls. bojack couldn’t keep his dick in his fucking pants and broke up his parents. fucking christ.

the cancer tore me apart both agonizingly slowly and terrifyingly fast. i...i could hardly recognize myself in the mirror before i went into remission. nope nope that doesn’t line up. that feels wrong. i never went into remission. the cancer took me out. i don’t....i don’t remember getting better. but....that doesn’t make any sense. if my cancer never want into remission, bojack and the kids had no reason to go on their treasure hunt for my book. but i was dead already. i wasn’t there for that. i only know that happened because me now watched the show. i don’t...i don’t know what happened after the cancer ripped me to shreds.

god, fuck, what was i thinking with that garbage???? i should have just stuck to comedy. did beatrice goddamn horesman manage to get her hatred for joy and mirth into my head by proxy of bojack???

chemo was fucking awful, but like, no doy. i’m so lucky i had tina with me in those last days. she took such good care of me. she...she was all i had left. no one else was there with me when i died. i had nobody. i died alone, just like i fucking knew i would.

i cried out for bojack so many times in the hospital. him and my mom. i’ll never get to know if ma would have accepted me or not. she was already long gone. i get to hope and pretend that she would have been proud of me.

tina tried to tell me i deserved better. so did basically every guy who’s cock i ever sucked. and i did. i do. i deserve better then that stupid piece of shit. but goddamnit i loved him. he was my best friend i loved him. i loved him from the moment i set eyes on him. i never stopped loving him. 20 goddamn years and i never stopped loving him.

you know who deserved better? charlotte. she deserved better than getting jerked around by me for 2 fucking years. i cheated on her so many times. i’m so glad she wised up and dumped me. that was when everything really changed. without the guilt of hurting charlotte weighing on my shouders, i finally started fucking men guilt free (or well, as guilt free as you could in 1986). 

i can’t believe it took them 6 more years to catch me. i sucked so much dick. i’d sucked half of LA by the time i got arrested. the cops were just really hot that night. me and that otter had gotten just a bit too loud. i hadn’t even gotten a handie in return yet. i don’t remember his name. i don’t think he told me.

[childofkin-blog]

Hey everyone. I'm Bojack Horseman from Bojack Horseman looking for pretty much anyone, I have found 0 canonmates yet. I need to apologize to everyone.. feel free to DM me or whatever?