#anyway how yall doin

[starstruck-sillies]

Chat should I add myself to our pronouns.cc and Octocon, idk if I should I feel like people will be weird about my existence

-Georgia

[pixel-moss167]

dogedoge run :3

also dis4 art class-

[huanted-dennys]

the urge to not know anything

the impulse to be a dumb bitch

the compulsion to be ignorant, therefore be in bliss



[pianisthowell]

whoops found my old dnp blog from when i was like 14 hello... 

is anyone here lol

[niko-and-stryker]

Stryker sir thoughts on music

"winne got me into this weird robot music the other day!"

"it was sick! it was in this weird robot language and everything!"

[niko prematurely snaps out of his catnip-induced high]

"do you mean like...hatsune miku?"

"yeah! :D the girl with the blue hair!"

"...stryker they're speaking Japanese."

"huh?"

"the language they're speaking. its Japanese."

"whaat? nah."

"..."

>[8/15]

[hey!!! you're back!!! :D]

[...]

[snepdragon]

i hate you resumes i hate you job hunting i hate you school i hate you having to participate in society i hate you

[fearforthestorm]

(blacks out and plays minecraft for like six hours)

[eemiejab]

dark blew up the oven the first time they tried to use it... now they do this like once every month

[bucketfrog]

literally getting so sick of not being able to use my phone in my car without a headphone jack adaptor that im busing out my old walkman mp3 player. this is because i am at heart a bad bitch and respect my physical media too much to put them through midwest winters and summers.

[novelarrts]

these may be outta character but they made me laugh🔥🔥🔥

[turnipoddity]

oh boy

[cringefail-clown]

mucha study turned complete self-indulgence as it usually does

[kitocrystal]

I forgot i exist, anyway how are you? Do you have a good sleep schedule?(it's important)

If you’re open to requests, could you draw the questers helping to take care of the bunny kids?

Sorry it took so long to answer this 😓😓, I was planning to draw your request to post it but I ended up giving up on the second draft. And I’m always open to requests, it just take some time for me to build up the motivation to answer the ones that I want to 😅

The first draft turned out like this, and I stopped with it because it wasn’t exactly what I was going for. And so it just turned into a Bendystraw drawing, woops? 😶

And here’s the second draft in case you’re wondering what it looks like:

Anyhow, I’m quite alright. And do I have a good sleep schedule? Hmmm I do wonder about that

(Warning: no, I do not)

[luckynumberthreed]

Hi :)

[cocorulesz]

𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 - chapter ¹!

hey, y’all! couple things befo we start! ..

- please do not steal, copy, use, translate or repost/remake my work anywhere. i work really hard on these and the image alone took some time. you get me? igh, COOL!😛

- i don’t swear😭 (expect no cussing)

- warnings: heartbreak idk?😂

tags: @trippinsorrows @shes2real

word counttt: 900+!!💓

OKAY, ENJOY, DUMPLINGS! (who the frick.)

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The air was thick with anticipation as she stood at the entrance of the grand hall, her heart pounding in her chest. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. Her father stood beside her, his comforting presence a steady anchor in the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her. She was about to become a Mrs. Fatu, a title that filled her with both excitement and a touch of nervousness.

Her dress was a masterpiece of elegance, a flowing white gown that hugged her curves and cascaded down to the floor in a sea of satin and lace. The intricate patterns sparkled under the soft lighting, making her feel like a princess in a fairy tale. Her dark skin glowed with a radiant beauty, the contrast against the white dress making her look even more stunning. Her hair was styled in soft waves, a delicate tiara resting atop her head, completing the look of a bride ready to walk down the aisle.

As she glanced at her father, she saw the happiness in his eyes, and it gave her the strength she needed. She was excited, yes, but also nervous. The thought of committing her life to Joshua Fatu, the man she loved, was both thrilling and terrifying. But as the music began to play and the doors slowly opened, she knew in her heart that this was the beginning of a beautiful journey.

“You ready fo’ this, baby?” her dad asked, leaning in so his daughter could hear over the music she had picked. She smiled and nodded, still looking over at Joshua and replied with “never been more ready for anything, daddy”. Matthew, her father, acknowledged the response with a nod and led her further down the aisle. Josh turned around as everyone stood from their seats happy to see the bride. But instead of turning around with a big smile plastered on his face and tears rolling down his cheeks, he looked more worried. Scared, if you may.

As she reached the altar, her mind raced with thoughts and emotions. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. Josh’s worried expression was unsettling, but she reminded herself of the love they shared and the journey that had brought them to this moment. “You look beautiful” Joshua had said, in which Mariella responded with “Thank you, you look good too!”, not forgetting to add a smile. Josh’s eyes met hers, and for a brief second, she saw a flicker of the man she knew so well. His dark hair was neatly styled into his classic mullet, red at the end, and his tuxedo fit him perfectly, highlighting his buff, bulky build. Despite the worry etched on his face, he looked every bit the groom she had dreamed of. She took her place beside him, her hand trembling slightly as she reached out to him. Josh allowed her to take his hand but he looked away, resulting in Mariella dropping her hand from his. The warmth of his touch reassured her anyways, and she felt a surge of determination. Whatever was troubling him, they would face it together.

The officiant began to speak, but her focus was entirely on Josh. She searched his eyes for answers, hoping to understand what was going through his mind. As the ceremony progressed, she felt a mix of hope and fear. She wanted to believe that their love was strong enough to overcome any obstacle, but the uncertainty in Josh’s eyes made her heart ache.

When it was time for their vows, she took a deep breath and spoke from her heart. “Josh, from the moment I met you, I knew you were the one I wanted to spend my life with. Today, as I stand here about to become a Mrs. Fatu, I promise to love you, support you, and face whatever challenges come our way, together.” Joshua couldn’t help but to smile.

When it was Josh’s turn, he took a deep breath, his eyes locking onto hers. “F-from the moment I met you, I knew you were special. You’ve brought so much joy and love into my life. Today, standing here with you, I .. vow to always support you, to be your rock, and to cherish every moment we share. I vow to be the, uh, best partner I can be, to-“ he sucked in a breath and muttered the rest. “-g-grow with you, and to face…and to face, uhm, every challenge together.” he coughs awkwardly afterwards.

As he finished, there was a brief pause. The officiant then asked the pivotal question, “Do you, Joshua Fatu, take her to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, as long as you both shall live?”

Josh’s face tightened, and he hesitated. He looked deep in Mariella’s eyes, a permanent smile put onto her face, and took both of her hands. As he hesitated for around 5 seconds, Mari’s eyebrows furrowed slightly and her wide smile lessened. The room seemed to hold its breath, everyone hoping for the best outcome.

Finally, he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper, “I..I-I do not.”

A gasp rippled through the crowd, and her heart shattered. She felt as if the ground had been pulled out from under her. The man she loved, the man she was about to marry, had just said no. The pain and embarrassment were overwhelming, and she could barely process what was happening.

…………

At that moment, Mariella woke up from her sleep.

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not i left y’all on a cliffhanger? womp, womp. lol sorry, that was rude 😭😭

[max-headroomfiles]

sometimes an interest is so strong you're making a google slideshow on how a puppet show about historical events nobody has heard of uses good storytelling.