#( teehee )

[parkercore-69]

hey its the cute, marketable versions of sam and max!!

[callmebread]

He got mad and started to think about murdering someone again (not kids, just adults)

[bansheestrks]

@mapletree10 @neondarklight

PSA FULL SEASONS OF KAMEN RIDER ARE OFFICIALLY FREE ON YOUTUBE LEGALLY WITH ENGLISH SUBTITLES THIS IS NOT A DRILL

sauce:

Kamen Rider 1971

Kamen Rider Kuuga

Kamen Rider Ryuki

Kamen Rider Geats

[lordhavemercyyyyy]

[martisno]

Yapper

[dandysworldhcs]

Give us rarepair head cannons and you'll be given a magical cookie, what is does I don't know, its just magical

-Fairy Anon

SNATCHES THIS UP TEEHEE.

go my bento box headcanons!

Shrimpo helps boxten clean out the inside of his head from time to time, since Boxten definitely cant do it himself.

Elaborating on this ^, Boxten actually passes out when his head gets opened.. so that was a huge scare for Shrimpo when he opened it for the first time.

Boxten used to hide gifts in his head for Shrimpo but uh.. he kinda forgot.. huge surprise for shrimpo, lol..

Both Shrimpo and Boxten cook for each other. They eat the 'bad' parts of each other's cooking too!

Call me unoriginal, but i too headcanon that shrimpo used to not be as mean. All the toons kind of just ignored him still, probably via handlers request. Every toon but one, Boxten. Boxten actually approached shrimpo, and they hung out for quite awhile! Shrimpo remembers the moment fondly, but boxten seemed to had forgotten. Shrimpo's nice fo boxten because of that!!! huzzah

They probably take turns sleeping over at each other's rooms. Shrimpo could use some clean-ness in his life, and boxten probably enjoys sleeping with someone by his side.

Both are against being affectionate in public, but they will still show a tiny bit of favor for the other. Boxten gives shrimpo a smile as he passes, or maybe hands him an item, shrimpo tries to take twisteds off him.

Boxten's probably very soft with his love, which confuses and flusters the SHIT out of shrimpo. he speaks so soft, and his voice is so graceful... huge contrast to what that shrimp is used to...

woops, got carried away haha...... other mods, feel free to add your hesdcanons too!

[kamiart]

My daughter <3 the Jen... oh how I've missed her

[mahanaritala]

I-IS THAT OPPARINDER!?!?

(There's more under this post where my Narinder meets this Opparinder-)

I just had the most funniest idea..like....Narinder as a Oppa is so funny 😭. A alternate universe where his still the God of Death... (y'all if you know Goblin, I love you) 😭😭. THIS KEPT ME UP ALL NIGHT- (Plus the other lamb art that I'm not done with yet-)

What if there was a Opparinder-😭

[notaspy-yah]

My little glaggle collection

[teto-spotted]

https://youtu.be/FVpo-_0Xok4?si=Xz-kmi_Nnw5KqSD1

I LOVEMLOVE LOVE THAT SONG AND MV ITS SO GOOD AHAHHHHHHHHHHG I LOVE THEMEMEMEM

[parkercore-69]

this is sort of how my lifes been playing out recently

[pregnantshadowmilkcookie]

cumming for papa

[5phn7xb000zin]

kachow!! cowabunga!!

[sgt-garrison]

(He trusts her enough.

He pulls off his mask, clenching it in his fist as he lets out a heavy breath. Less pressure. More air on his skin. It felt.. better.)

Thanks. Jus’.. gotta breathe.

..Tea smells good. What’you make?

(Open RP)

Garrison had these.. occasional fits.

By fits, they were utterly gut wrenching night terrors.

Tonight was one of those nights that caused him to wake in a cold sweat.

Screaming, crying, wailing. Cries for mercy that came cruelly unanswered.

The whistling. The smell of molten metal. The crackling and whirring of failed intercoms.

It was too real.

He woke in tears as he found himself sprang forward in bed, his hands unable to stop their shaking.

He wasn’t on fire, but..

Shit. He was. He could feel it crawling up his side. It burns so fucking much, he can feel his flesh curl and scream in agony, boiling, wailing-

Pressure. He needed pressure.

He tried to pat out the fire on himself as he scrambled to his respite, the one of few things in this world that could take him out of his stupid episodes.

He curls up in a weighted blanket, letting himself come to his senses. The weight.. it was real. Grounding.

He wasn’t on fire. He never was.

Breathe, Garrison, breathe.

—

He finds himself in the rec room, at some ungodly hour, no doubt. His hands trembled like crazy as he tried to fight off the phantom pains and pricks of.. fire. He didn’t think anyone would be awake. Not to see him outside of his usual self, of course.

His mask is pulled down from the eye holes to his chin as he nurses a drink. His back faces the door. Utter.. and complete.. silence. But his mind was racing.

[ridiculously-gay]

i made a deal with him and now he won't leave me alone