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shit idea

flat stairs

evilmiku

explain

stairs but theyre flat. you put the stairs on a flat surface and they dont go up or anything they just go forward

pf2e-deactivated20240228

floor

INCORRECT it is an actual set of stairs only instead of building them so they ascend they just built the Stairs as Flat

evilmiku

thats a floor

youre a closedminded fool

thisweirdguy

flat stairs example

SEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS PERSON GETS IT

notte-nought

…even if it was a joke, it was a damn good one.

davidhfilms

I put together this little Storyboard/Animatic from Alex and Dana’s live stream introduction of CANON HUMAN BILL CIPHER!!!

Enjoy!

deejay

They told us there was no God but… God was here the whole time

roughwaterwriting

rebelsong

That is indeed vaguely threatening encouragement from a small octopus.

johnfkennedyofficial

reblog to save/threaten a life

🌸 + a rose, chica makin foxy's hair all pretty

Foxy was sitting down cross legged as Chica worked on his hair, she liked doing it sometimes, even more most of the time his hair was a mess to work with, but it was nice when she did, it was cute. “Flowers now lass?” He chuckled a little “Dont know if it really fits me lass.”

She smiled, twisting her fingers masterfully though his tangled hair. It was tough, sure, but she was willing o do it. She loved seeing his hair combed out and nice, so she took it upon herself to detangle it. She was taking little roses, and putting them in the detangled bits of hair.

“Oh, don’t be silly, mi dulce. It fits you very good. It makes you even cuter than usual.”

He was surprised at first when she was so good dealing with his hair, his dad had given up at making up keep it clean or trying to make him do it, mostly kept it short till he was 18 then his dad didnt care much. He did like when Chica did this, it was nice and relaxing as were most moments with her.

He chuckled a bit again. “Well if ye say so lass.” Didn’t think himself so cute, but she saw him differently

She stopped for a bit, fingers still entwined in his hair, then leaned forward and planted a smooch on top of his head. Once that was done, she returned to fixing his hair.

“Don’t say it like that, mi amor! You’re muy adorable. Y tan guapo también!“ She giggled slightly as she said this, placing more roses in his hair.

He chuckled a little, she was very sweet, pretty much always and didn’t take him doubting his attractive, which was nice of her. Though hard to know what she says when she goes from English to Spanish then back.

Rather confusing for him to say the least. “Ye know lass, Oi have uh ‘bout no idea what ye said right there. I got uh ‘me love’ i think...that’s right aye?” He wished he could remember but it never stuck with him

◄ and ♫ (both reverse) for chica and foxy

◄ — Pull my muse to sit in your lap!

♫ — Kiss my muse’s neck!

“Hmm..” Foxy had a little thought, seeing Chica next to him. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her so she was sitting on his lap, he then nuzzled his head into her neck and started kissing it. “Love ye lass.” He said with a soft smile

Chica was reading a book beside him, so she was definitely caught off guard when he did this. She squeaked and tensed slightly feeling his arms around her, pulling her, but relaxed once she was secure in his lap. She smiled, then dissolved into flustered redness once he started kissing her neck.

“O-Oh, my– T-También te amo, cariño~” She let out a flustered giggle.

obscure-sentence-starters

He chuckled at her getting red and her giggling. She was the absolutely cutest. “Gonna be honest lass thats one of the few sentences in Spanish I can for sure remember.” He was still not great with Spanish, he tried, but learning a new language was hard has an adult and speaking a Scottish and somewhat french accent made pronunciations difficult

Randomness From A Skype Group Chat {Sentence Starters}

❛❛ I am trash Satan. ❜❜

❛❛ Only ten alcohol per hour.❜❜

❛❛ Hello, jazz-hater. ❜❜

❛❛ Erase your own existence. ❜❜

❛❛ Stop leaving, you little punk. ❜❜

❛❛ Fuck you, Uncle Shady. ❜❜

❛❛ I JUST WANNA MAKE PUNS ❜❜

❛❛ That’s all he learned in juvie: how to fuck someone back to life. ❜❜

❛❛ How have you seen my ass? ❜❜

❛❛ Oh man, I’d love to die! ❜❜

❛❛ Bitch, I’m gonna smear blood on your motherfucking macaroni. ❜❜

❛❛ I feel like my cat is judging me right now. ❜❜

❛❛ When did wishing to die become such a casual topic in here? ❜❜

❛❛ I’m indifferent to cheerios. ❜❜

❛❛ Dying requires effort, for fucks’ sake. ❜❜

❛❛ MURDER IS PLANNED ❜❜

❛❛ Just laugh, I’m laughing about it now. I mean at the time I was crying, but I’m laughing now. ❜❜

❛❛ Reasons people should date me: there are no reasons, stay far away. ❜❜

❛❛ If Hagrid and Weird Al had a love child… it would be you. ❜❜

❛❛ Hey, bitch, tell me about your fourth cousin Jenny. ❜❜

❛❛ OMINOUS KAZOOING ❜❜

❛❛ Stop it, you’re gonna trigger T -Bag. ❜❜

❛❛ My arm is half-black. ❜❜

❛❛ You look like a shady drug dealer. ❜❜

❛❛ One time I was at the dentist’s office and this hot dude came in and my first thought was actually ‘DEATH STAR APPROACHING’. ❜❜

❛❛ My hair looks like Sonic the Hedgehog’s deformed pink cousin has been run over by a truck and used as a toupee. ❜❜

❛❛ Just take out the middle man and just die. ❜❜

❛❛ Screw joint weddings, hello joint funeral. ❜❜

❛❛ You might need to get me a bigger coffin. ❜❜

❛❛ I PUT THE ASS, SASS, AND SIN IN ASSASSIN ❜❜

❛❛ Would prison really be that bad compared to your work? ❜❜

❛❛ IT’S A MOTHERFUCKING DUCK I WILL STAB A HOE ❜❜

❛❛ I can die happy and in toasted cheese heaven. ❜❜

❛❛ I did not subscribe to bible meet ups. ❜❜

❛❛ I speak no bullshit, my potato friend. ❜❜

❛❛ Watch dumb teenage singing with me, ya’ll. ❜❜

❛❛ Yeah, no fluff in Prisneyland. ❜❜

❛❛ She is a sad smol murder bird and needs to be loved. ❜❜

❛❛ If I had feelings, I’d be offended. ❜❜

❛❛ We’re not naming our son Bear. ❜❜

❛❛ Shit, how do I go home and tell my wife that our adopted kid got eaten. ❜❜

❛❛ Give me your disorder, I’ll take it off your hands for you. ❜❜

❛❛ Murder is fun. It’s cheaper than divorce. ❜❜

❛❛ This is fox-kidnapping. Put the fox back. ❜❜

❛❛ The snail fucked off. ❜❜

❛❛ DAMN YOUR HOT SHADY ASS ❜❜

❛❛ STOP BEING LEPRECHAUN RACIST ❜❜

❛❛ I am going to murder myself with a kazoo. ❜❜

❛❛ Does Britain have its tea? Find out next week. ❜❜

❛❛ I leave to eat some goddamn bbq ribs and there is hell. ❜❜

❛❛ You’re about as angelic as Lucifer, don’t fool yourself. ❜❜

◄ and ♫ (both reverse) for chica and foxy

◄ — Pull my muse to sit in your lap!

♫ — Kiss my muse’s neck!

“Hmm..” Foxy had a little thought, seeing Chica next to him. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her so she was sitting on his lap, he then nuzzled his head into her neck and started kissing it. “Love ye lass.” He said with a soft smile

♑ charity and marabel, maybe hs au :3

♑ Your muse appears at mine’s window in the night and serenades their weindow.

Marabel was woken by some sort of a noise, she couldnt tell what in her haze of drowsiness, forgetting she didnt have her arm on, tried to push herself up and promptly fell back down. “Ow.” It took her a few seconds to get up and get her leg on and walking to her window to see what was making the noise, realizing it sounding like someone singing. Opening her window and looking out see Charity singing? “C-Charity?” Listening to the lyrics causes her to start blushing “O-Oh..”

Charity was sitting on the roofing outside the window, laid out with a small ukulele in her hands. She smiled broadly as she sang, and though it was quiet due to how late it was, all her emotions were still portrayed through her voice.

“ ♪ Love can never be exactly like we want it to be. I could be satisfied knowing you love me. There’s one thing I want you to do especially for me - And it’s something that everybody needs. ♪ “

She smiled wide at her. She certainly wasnt expecting to wake up to Charity serenading her on her windowsill, but it was one of the better ways to be woken up in the middle of the night. She wasnt sure what to say, nor did she really want to interrupt her singing so she listened in silence for a bit, she was a beautiful singer, she thought.

🌸 + a rose, chica makin foxy's hair all pretty

Foxy was sitting down cross legged as Chica worked on his hair, she liked doing it sometimes, even more most of the time his hair was a mess to work with, but it was nice when she did, it was cute. “Flowers now lass?” He chuckled a little “Dont know if it really fits me lass.”

She smiled, twisting her fingers masterfully though his tangled hair. It was tough, sure, but she was willing o do it. She loved seeing his hair combed out and nice, so she took it upon herself to detangle it. She was taking little roses, and putting them in the detangled bits of hair.

“Oh, don’t be silly, mi dulce. It fits you very good. It makes you even cuter than usual.”

He was surprised at first when she was so good dealing with his hair, his dad had given up at making up keep it clean or trying to make him do it, mostly kept it short till he was 18 then his dad didnt care much. He did like when Chica did this, it was nice and relaxing as were most moments with her.

He chuckled a bit again. “Well if ye say so lass.” Didn’t think himself so cute, but she saw him differently

“This happened in a fight?” chica to foxy

He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, embarrassed as he had been caught up in another fight, he didn’t mean too, but being a large scary looking man, he was the best option for a drunk looking for a fight, even though he was the worst option to anyone with eyes. His cheek was bruised and his shirt ripped, he didnt look terrible, the other guy worse. “A-Aye.” He said sheepisly

She pursed her lips, looking worried and frustrated. Why did he always have to get into fights? She didn’t understand that he was a good target, so it simply frustrated her that he was always getting himself hurt like this.

“Dios mío, cariño! What am I going to do with you?” She shook her head, taking his hand in hers. “Come on, let’s patch you up, okay?

He hated seeing her worried with him, but there wasnt much too do, besides never going out, which wasnt the greatest idea he could think of. Not like he couldnt defend himself anyhow, was taller than most guys and most didnt have a metal fist on one hand.

“Well its not like Oi’m the one picking fights Chica, Oi just wanted to get a drink. Not me idea, prefer to not knock some drunk guy around.” He nodded. “Aye, good idea.”

“This happened in a fight?” chica to foxy

He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, embarrassed as he had been caught up in another fight, he didn’t mean too, but being a large scary looking man, he was the best option for a drunk looking for a fight, even though he was the worst option to anyone with eyes. His cheek was bruised and his shirt ripped, he didnt look terrible, the other guy worse. “A-Aye.” He said sheepisly

🌸 + a rose, chica makin foxy's hair all pretty

Foxy was sitting down cross legged as Chica worked on his hair, she liked doing it sometimes, even more most of the time his hair was a mess to work with, but it was nice when she did, it was cute. “Flowers now lass?” He chuckled a little “Dont know if it really fits me lass.”

♑ charity and marabel, maybe hs au :3

♑ Your muse appears at mine’s window in the night and serenades their weindow.

Marabel was woken by some sort of a noise, she couldnt tell what in her haze of drowsiness, forgetting she didnt have her arm on, tried to push herself up and promptly fell back down. “Ow.” It took her a few seconds to get up and get her leg on and walking to her window to see what was making the noise, realizing it sounding like someone singing. Opening her window and looking out see Charity singing? “C-Charity?” Listening to the lyrics causes her to start blushing “O-Oh..”