[milquetoaast]

source

[yanguang]

[penny-anna]

Now you see, I’ve watched enough cartoons to know that this square of the carpet is on a separate animation cell from the background & therefore something funky will happen if I step on it. You won’t catch me making a rookie mistake like that no sir!

[lisaonatree]

Did you step on it?

[penny-anna]

I forgot it was there & stepped on it, plummeting through the concealed trapdoor into the cellars. Please send help.

[lisaonatree]

Help it’s on its way!

By the way, are the bricks all the same colour?

[penny-anna]

I can’t see anything! It’s pitch black down here. All that’s visible is my eyes.

[damndinarzade]

Just make sure there isn’t a second, more dangerous pair of eyes somewhere around yours

[secondmoredangerouseyes]

Hey

[rush-the-stars]

am always obsessed when someone says to a character “call off your dog” about another character.

[milkywaymai]

Well well..!

Eddie x Chrissy ofc.

There was so much chemistry between them. I had to draw them together…

And maybe I’m obsessed with this ship trope-😩😩❤️

[the-gay-goblin]

Only day you can reblog this

[vigilantsycamore]

Next time you can reblog will be on 26th January 2025

[geckonpumpkin]

Next time you can reblog will be on 26th October 2025

[autistic-michael-queerler]

Next time you can reblog will be on 26th April 2026

[marlinspirkhall]

Next time you can reblog this will be July 2026

[krystenreader]

Next time you can reblog will be on 26th September 2027

[sea-parrot]

You wake up one morning, and feel something is off. Your pillow smells strangely sweet. You’re still groggy with sleep, and try to hug your pillow closer. A piece of it simply breaks in your hand. It is made of chocolate.

You try to pull the blanket off of yourself, and you realize that, it too, is made of chocolate. You try to shake it off, and step out of bed. Your carpet feels strangely spongy. You look down, only to realize it’s actually cake. Lovingly baked, and smelling of sweet fruit. You grab a piece, and cautiously take a bite. It is one of the most delicious cakes you have ever eaten.

You get up, confused, and exit your room to see if the rest of your house is like this. The door handle melts in your hand as you hold onto it, and covers it with dark chocolate carefully painted gold. The rest of the carpet on the floor is still cake, the guardrails on the stairs leading down are tempered chocolate, the tiles on the floor are the same, the windows are sugar glass, everything is edible.

You run outside, knocking over the lovingly crafted chocolate front door in a panic.

You realize, in horror, that your house was not an exception. The bushes, the grass, the asphalt on the road, the trees, birds, the world itself, is chocolate.

Somewhere, not too far away, stands a man. Amaury fucking Guichon.

[rvllybllply2014]

His sugar work is more impressive than his chocolate work at this point

[rvllybllply2014]

He can’t be stopped

[louferrignojrofficial]

🥰

[famylee83]

This man needs to be hunted for sport.

[misscryptidart]

my favorite part of the week is when we watch a guy turn chocolate into a fucking bike and we have to just accept that it happened.

[rvllybllply2014]

Perfect way to avoid the explosive diarrhea here in the United States while still getting to eat fruit

[rvllybllply2014]

He’s back at it again

[podcastwizard]

LIKES TO CHARGE REBLOGS TO CAST

[the-goddess-of-annoying]

you people aren't CASTING

[the-goddess-of-annoying]

NO

[lucky-swirl]

problem: billy having no real reason to change outside of wanting to care for max

solution: give him his own gaggle of children (both cannon and non-cannon) that he needs to grow and change for so they have a solid role model T-T

featuring: billy's angry Mom glare

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Eddie always tries to be creative in getting sex from Steve, who "complains" but actually loves it. Eddie walked right into Steve's house, with a grin on his face and dressed from head to toe. . .

Steve: Why the hell are you dressed as a pirate?

Eddie: I was hoping to get some booty tonight.

Steve:

Eddie:

Steve: Fuck it. Get upstairs. Take everything off except the boots and the bandana. . .and the eyeliner. I want to make it run and stain my pillow.

Steve stripped completely and started walking upstairs.

Steve: By the way, where did you get the fake parrot?

Eddie: Fake?

Parrot: *squawking and flapping his wings* BIG BOY! BIG BOY!

Steve: *stares* You know, you don't have to do this. I'll literally drop my pants if you just look at me.

Eddie: NOW you say something!

Parrot: BIG BOY! BIG BOY!

[blondeeyedk1ller333]

EVERYONE IS STARTING TO WAKE UP TO GAY BOTTOM EDDIE MUNSON!!!! YALL DONT STOP SPREADING THE AGENDA!!!