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[oathstruck-archived]

"Sometimes, I don't get how foreigners let themselves be charged like, 30 bucks for a fuckin' burger...Who th'fuck is payin' tha' much for a fuckin' burger?"

[chicken-nuggies-for-the-dumb]

I found such a pretty picrew!!!

Watercolor Journal Maker

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@churchoftheconfusedchicken and everyone else who wants <3

[multiicolor]

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with a partly opened mouth, panting, she could taste the foul stench of demons upon her tongue. though it curled her stomach in disgust, a fire of rage ignited as well. she chased the scent, letting that fire carry her towards it — even so, as she tore through the forest, her claws still brought life growing vibrant in her wake.

and hurry, i must hurry, her thoughts echoed. she couldn't see them yet, but she could feel in her gut that it wasn't here just to sight-see ...

closer and closer the stench grew, and her lips curled into a challenging snarl as she jumped through into the clearing ; shoving herself in between the unfortunate soul and the gaggle of laughing imps. they were like a horrible rainbow ; green, red, and yellow in a line, dancing menacingly at the duo — which amaterasu growled at, her hackles raising.

she spared the other only a quick glance before she launched at the trio, a sword in her maw as she cleaved at the demons.

[graydout]

❝ Y'know, I really gotta stop leaving birdseed in my bag... ❞ Jesus, what a mess.

[curmoritor]

❛ It looks quite appetizing doesn't it? ❜ You say this as you present the other with a oozing purple ... thing. It's small enough to fit into your hand and has a citrusy smell, yet it looks absolutely grotesque in nature. ❛ It's quite a unique delicacy in the north~ And i'm sharing it with you~ So... ❜ You move closer, pressing the grotesque food towards their mouth as the oozing purple liquid drips down your glove. ❛ You~ better~ eat~ it~ ❜

[ramshackleds]

     his gaze was focused on the paper in his hand, though he held it close so that no one else could see. there was clearly an excited energy about him, bouncing on his feet, a bright grin on his face. finally, they flipped it over, revealing that it was their most recent history test with a crisp 90 written atop the page ( they didn’t mean to show off, or anything, he was just very proud of the hard work that they had put in for it ). 

     ❝ look! i did really well this time! ❞

[btcher]

     ❝  𝐈   𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃   𝐓𝐇𝐄                  best   way   to   get   what   you   want   out   of   an   american   is   to   tickle   their   balls   until   they   can   pronounce   worcestershire   properly .         they   never   can ,      works   every   time .  ❞