are we the backest we’ve ever been?!?

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are we the backest we’ve ever been?!?
Y’all know I’m plannin out big meta posts on the homestuck epilogue right? Like, I can’t not dip my hands into that Ultimate Self shit. Also DAVEKAT.
you people and your trends
spacedns ---> colorlester
I don't wanna a sugar daddy I want a merch mami 😍😍
post nap clarity
"Happy birthday." 👀 (he couldnt get an arrest warrant lol)
"Pardon?"
He looks at the document presented to him. A search warrant - his name isn't on this particular property, and this isn't anywhere near his birthday, but- perhaps it may be, for the person whose name the building falls under. Whether that person is real or not, he's not keen on divulging.
To make matters worse, this was no Kalos Police officer - not someone that knew someone else who just so happened to fit neatly in his designer leather pocket. Some birthday present this would make. Search and seizure.
He can't sweat. He fixes his jacket, makes himself a little more upright and presentable and accommodating.
"I see. This is... for what purpose?" he asks, smiling a terse and close-lipped smile.
He doesn't say anything more than he has to, even if he certainly wants to. He would love to assert that nothing illegal is being done here, that it must concern the recent increase in muggings - and he's oh so willing to help with that, Mssr. How horrible it's been!
But he says nothing of the sort. This is not the police of Kalos. This is something unfamiliar. International. He's at a disadvantage, and he hasn't even had his first cup of coffee for the day. This has the potential to become an incident, and he does not have room for that. Not now.
"I'm sorry, but may I see your identification? There is a great deal of research here, and I hate to cast doubt on your intentions, but I think this is a reasonable request before I allow you to roam freely- which you are more than welcome to do--- once you prove your legitimacy."
He smiles again, the same kind of tolerant smile as before. He's not budging. Not trying to put up so much resistance as to cause concern, but not quite willing to step aside, either.
Happy Birthday, indeed. Perhaps it is, for someone.
but i might say something that i mean