i just drew mike in zapp’s costume…
um, it’s pretty well-matched.
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i just drew mike in zapp’s costume…
um, it’s pretty well-matched.
Yes a ref for this nerd
Me: I!!¡¡!!LOVE!!¡¡¡! MOTORCITY¡¡!!!!
Me: I!!! CAN'T !!!DRAW!!!¡¡ CARS¡!!!
WEN U LOOK LIKE A FUCKING HAIRY STONER
ninja46464 S EE
Sign me the fuck up!!!
mILK CHILLTON (nah, jk, mike chilton, pfft XD)
Live fast live fat free
E4 THE DUKE OF DETROIT
HE
HAS NO STYLE
HE HAS NO GRACE
THIS PRIMADONNA
HAS A FUNNY FACE
THIS PREMADONNA IS A FUC KING DISG RACE
The Tumblr Update
the-old-man-has-the-phonebox:
mercenarysexuality:
Yo friends, if you really don’t like the look of the new update,
please send the staff feedback!
I sent a message in and got a response in under five minutes. Reblogs and commenting on posts won’t fix this, but actual, submitted feedback might.
Don’t use chatspeak or all caps or threats, just send them actual, legitimate messages objecting to the update, the look, what it will do to the RP communities on Tumblr – whatever.
Send them feedback. They probably won’t read your blog posts, but they will read tickets submitted directly to them.
IF YOU’RE GONNA REBLOG ANYTHING ABOUT THIS ISSUE REBLOG THIS BECAUSE IT’S THE ONLY WAY THINGS MIGHT CHANGE
Recently, tumblr support announced this new update . I have made a series of polls to see what the users' opinions of the update is at the moment. Unfortunately, for a lot of users (roleplayers as an example ), this will cause them to be unable to use tumblr properly. A staggering amount of people are saying that they feel they have to use add-ons in order to use the website. As well as that, an equally shocking number feel as if their feedback and messages are not being paid any attention by staff. I've been using this site for a long time now, and I really enjoy the community I'm a part of on here, and it's a real shame that a website that used to be so good is slowly losing functionality (frankly) from these updates. My suggestion here, is that staff should listen to what the community wants the site to be, rather than making updates that look good on the surface but the vast majority users really don't like, and not go ahead with/reverse this update.
madammayorregina:
PSA to followers: PLEASE SIGN THIS PETITION TO CANCEL THE UPDATE.
ricelily:
Because we all miss this dork.
F1 chuck
Huuu sorry for the delay!
nicole-creep:
not digging the messy lines but besides that I liked how this came out *u*
Be careful. Someone made it so Chuck is forced to wear the booster for two whole days.
“………………………”
Mike proceeded to zip upstairs to their room.
“CHUCKLES!”
recklessmongrel:
“Dunno what you’re talking about.” He mumbled, trying to stifle a yawn.
Well….
Maybe one nap couldn’t be that bad? Nothing has happened all day…
Once he was tossed onto the bed Mike made a sound that was a mix between a confused wheeze and a squeak of surprise.
He sat up to see that smirk and he lifted a brow as he smirked back.
“What’s with the look, mop head–!” He teased, ruffling Chuck’s bangs.
Chuck snorted and swatted Mike’s hand away--- he wanted it to be a light swat, but it was probably a bit rougher than he intended it to be.
“Hey! Quit that, man!” He laughed. “Get your Z’s, bro--- I’ll wake you in a bit, okay?”
MIKE'S A SQUID KID NOW PREPARE YOUR ASSHOLE FOR TENTACLES
“—what?”
“…no seriously, what the fuck–?”
recklessmongrel:
Mike just laughed, eyes squeezing shut like a pleased cat as he did so. When he smiled his teeth were sharp, almost shark like. His ears were now pointed and his voice is different, it sounded bubbly in a way and high pitched, sort of like an kind alien in cheesy scifi movies.
“Er, yeah. But it’s not that bad, it’s kinda cool! I look like that squid girl I met a few weeks back.”
Mike touched at his tentacles for a moment before continuing.
“Dude like, I have no bones! And I can do this!”
The shorter male ‘melted’ into a mass of neon orange ink before forming into a rather small, cute squid.
Mike proceeded to climb his friend and rest on the top of his head.
That--- that was really cute. What the heck, Mike was so cute in this weird squid form.
“R-really? The one you mistook as a LARPer?” Chuck asked with a small grin, eyeing the tentacles curiously.
Suddenly, his friend melted into a puddle of neon ink, and for a moment Chuck nearly shrieked--- until his friend reformed a moment later as a cute--- oh god, that was really cute.
Chuck let out a squealing laughter as Mike started climbing up to his head.
“H-hahaha! Oh, wow, man! That’s actually kinda cool!”
"Hey Chuck..?" Mike called, eyes still glancing over his shoulder as he approached. "You alright? This grey face said som--" WA IT. The brunette's eyes widened upon spotting Chuck, his jaw hanging slightly and his body freezing. Oh god this is what they did--! "Uh...u-uhhh...."- (recklessmongrel)
Oh.
Oh god, no.
Out of all the people who he had to bump into, it had to be Mike! (Okay, maybe Texas would’ve been worse but Mike was a close second.)
The shock and the silence that followed gave Chuck a momentarily overwhelming feeling of anxiety– oh god this is so awful I’m going to die oh god oh god oh god– but for some reason, Chuck still managed to pull on a shy smile and nervous laugh.
Maybe it was the gray-face magic that gave him this tiny extra boost of courage? Probably so– Chuck would’ve been running by now, otherwise.
“…a-are you okay, Mikey?” His eyes remained fixated on his friend’s own, trying to gauge his expression for anything else other than utter shock.
recklessmongrel:
It hurt like ever loving HELL, but Mike was too shocked to do anything else but state like an idiot while hanging in Chuck’s arms.
It took the ex cadet a moment to snap out of his trans before processing Chuck’s question.
“…W-What..?…. Oh! Uh–” he swallowed thickly, immediately pulling away and rubbing the back of his neck as his face grew redder. “T-Totally an accident, just a slip-!”
Mike cleared his throat nervously, looking sway from Chuck now.
“Oh, hey–? What was that, sounds like Burney’s touching stuff again. I’ll go check it out–!” The brunette stammered, quickly leaving to find the innocent puppy.
An accident.
It was an accident... apparently.
Chuck kept Mike hanging in his arms until his friend cleared his throat and pulled away. Face still red, Chuck stared at Mike stutter, feeling the awkwardness only heighten when as his friend avoided his eyes.
“---o-okay...?” Chuck swallowed, watching Mike leave the room in a hurry.
This day couldn’t have gotten weirder... first the dress, then the flop of a flirting spell, and now, this...?
Chuck reached a tentative finger to his lips.
...
recklessmongrel:
asktheburnersleaderandprogrammer:
recklessmongrel:
asktheburnersleaderandprogrammer:
recklessmongrel:
“Does this answer your question?” He snickers.
Such I be proud or disappointed on you?
BBBB)))))))
Chill out
“Fite me.”
Chuck and Mike as Dogs.