#THE ONE AM URGEEEE
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GREGORY’S GANGSTALICIOUS SNEAKS
#GREGORY#FNAF#FNAFNAFNAFNAFABAFNAF#fnaf sb#WHAT ARE THOSEEEEEEE#GREGORY HAS THE DRIPPIEST SHOES FRFRR#THE ONE AM URGEEEE#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRGRGRGRHGG#HHHHH#I HAD TO DRAW THEM#THE DRIP IS FIRE#GREGORY DOES NOT DESERVE THESE AWESOME KICKS#I WAS GIVEN A JOB AND BEFORE I LIFTED A FINGER I WAS GIVEN A RAISE#I WAS GIVEN A TEST AND I PASSED IT SO HARD I GOT A MASTERS DEGREE AND A TROPHY#LOOOOK AT THOSE SHOESSSSS#THIS BEAST OF A CHILD IS A MENACE TO SOCIETY AND OUT OF ALL OF THINGS HES DONE#INCLUDING BREAKING SEVERAL LAWS AND GETTING HIMSELF ATLEAST TEN LIFE SENTENCES AND TWO DEATH PENALTIES#-DOES NOT#NUH UH NADA#INCLUDED ANYTHING ANYTHING TO EARN HIM THIS ELEGANT FOOTWEAR#ON GOD#FR#NO CAP
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leo voice YES it's in poor taste. but have you considered. it's REALLY FUNNY
#talk tag#fic talk#^ this is also me in my head trying not to make poor taste jokes abt things irl#my own things not other ppls im not THAT much of an asshole dw but like#look if i cant joke abt my mental health issues then what is the POINT of having them </3#<- me and also leo btw#anyway cmh leo would absolutely have to hold himself back from making jokes abt his own death#hes literally already done the 'you look like youve seen a ghost' one so like#leo making a horrible horrible joke abt his own death watching his whole family start crying: ummm. whoops. the impulsive thoughts won </3#editing to add bc ive been thinking abt this lately for.. some reason???#genuinely dont know why BUT#if i ever end up getting hurt and end up in the hospital#and am out of commission for longer than a couple days#it is going to genuinely take ALL OF MY WILLPOWER#not to announce my return with 'i lived bitch'#im not fucking joking rn. ik i shouldn't but the urge. the URGEEEE
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GF Time [April 30, 2020]
IN PROGRESS
Erin continues to focus on the intricate plait she was doing, or well, Trying to...draping her right leg over Gwen’s lap, “Darliiiiing, I love You, but you really mussst learn how to Stay Still for more than a millisecond, you’re going to ruin alllllll my hard work, and you don’t really want to break my heart like That, do Youuu?” She naturally purrs out in mock question, leaning over on her side to look at Gwen...
Gwen hears another buzz from her phone, trying to resist the urgeeee to check itttt, her fingers twitching a bit as she considers reaching for it...steeling herself to Stay Still as she pouts her full lips a bit, looking up at Erin. "How am I supposed to when Ari Avri's releasing teasers for her new makeup line? Shit, I wanna seeeee...." She lightly, teasingly whines out as she makes little grabby motions towards her phoneee...
“Gwennnnie, c’monnnn...you Know how much this Means to Me...this quality one on one, girl sleepover time and all, hair braiding...the whole nine yards, I’m an Only. Child. Just give me This, won’t you?” Erin softly pleads, pressing her temple along side Gwen’s face as she looks oh so sad, devastated, Heart-broken, even...
“....Fuckkkk, I know, you being an Only Child, that’s some Hard Shit, E,” Gwen relents at the Obvious Truth of it all, making her expression Soften, Heart-broken, too, before pouting her lip downwards, shaking off her own Sadness(tm), for the sake of Erin, and her Only-Childness, as she looks up at her. “Ari Avri can wait. Who am I, if I don’t help my girlfriend, a poor Only Child, live out her sleepover dreams...?”
A warm smile blossoms along Erin’s face, alighting her entire face as she draws her arms around Gwen, giving her a little shake and squeeeeze, pressing a poignant kiss along the side of her head before trying to make sense of exactly...what the fuck was going on with this braid, eowf, “Exactlyyyy, plus, I need the practice for all our soon to be incoming femme high-kicking terrieours, right?”
A little smile forms on Gwen's lips as her nose cutely crinkles at the kiss, before trying to...see if she could see what was going on with the braid out of the corner of her eye without Moving again, shit...this was hard. "Of fucking course," she affirms, before a little mischievous smirk begins curling on her lips. "...but you gotta let me do Yours next, practice, Right?" She offers back, ideas already moving through her head at the cool ass braids she could do, the knowledge courtesy of many a cheer camp sleepover over the years...
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