#shooshpaps

[phandombirthdays]

Today, 12 June, is @ambedophan, @shooshpaps and @blitzenstump‘s birthday! Make sure to go and wish them a happy birthday!!

[phantomkinoc13]

Hey guys

You should all go follow @shooshpaps bc shes amazing and rad and has a noice blog

[phantomkinoc13]

Hey, u guys should all follow shooshpaps bc shes rad as hell

[phantomkinoc13]

Hey you You see this blog here^^^ This is shooshpaps. they are fucking awesome and have a fucking awesome blog an you should definitely follow them. ((She is also my good friend)) If you like or reblog Steven universe Homestuck Phan/dan and phil Humor Feminism Lgbta+ pride Then this is the blog for you! Go follow them Go go go :3

[lanternwisp]

exuuuze me but is somebody tryin to make unwanted black advances on my buddy?? Cause if so, I've got no qualms about smackin a bitch with their own tuba

Lol my neighbors grandson is visiting for fall break or something xD Just making himself mildly inconvenient is all

[radish-radish]

I feel like in the next update if Jade get's revived, she's gonna freak out because she just kinda zapped back to life, and being free from psychic control after that period of time must be exhausting, so Dave's gonna do the same thing he did to the mayor when he saved WV from the lava. Just like shooshpaps of some sort

[enigmaticnightmares]

Nobody tugged at her hair in frustration. She'd checked Atsa's diaper. Clean. She'd tried to feed him. It didn't work. She'd even tried burping him again. But no matter what she did, he wouldn't. Stop. Screaming. "Master!" she yelled desperately. "Your son is part banshee. Make him stop!" She put her hands over her ears as the baby continued to assault her sensitive ears with his wailing.

The Master had been standing in the kitchen, washing dishes as loudly as possible and keeping the water running. Nothing would drown out the sound of Atsa’s crying. Nothing. But then Nobody called him and he sighed. He couldn’t pretend he couldn’t hear it now. He shut off the water and slammed the dishes in the sink. He walked into the baby’s room and picked the child up, holding him close to his chest. “He’s not part banshee, he’s part Time Lord,” he snarked at Nobody, patting the child’s back and making quiet shooshing sounds. At the same time, he was connecting with Atsa’s mind and sending calming images and feelings to him. “Banshees live in an entirely different galaxy. All he needs is a nap…” Atsa started to quiet down, the crying turning into quiet sobs. “Bloody hell….”

[strideary]

shooshpaps the world