#but hewwe we are

[ineed-to-sleep]

ART VS ARTISTE almost forgot to do this 💀

[victor-aguilar]

DAMN BRO WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE GOING

[post-uwuifier]

Dearest UwU-ifier,

my month of Ultimate Power (Pride month+my birthday) is approaching my TimeZone.

during these days of my Tyranny Of Righteous Queerness,

Would you like to be part of my delightful Queer Council?

it doesn’t matter what part of the LGBTQ+ you are

and to sweeten the deal I’ll throw in this offer;

I’ll draw your Sona :D

oh, and we can do instant damage to all Anti-LGBTQ and similar peoples within our Queer Vibes range

Sincerely, 🟦🟦🟦🟦, The Queer Demon SillyGoose behind my blog

aw heww yeah!! bi pwide baybee UwU

[thatbendyfan]

Hewe wies Chawwie

You can teww it's him 'cause we put his nyame on the stonye

He kept his showews ice-cowd, used eco-fwiendwy wightbuwbs

Wode his bicycwe to wowk when the gasowinye pwice wose

He'd judge with nyo pwetense, fish on the weekends

Each mownying, get up, do the Pwedge of Awwegiance

Nyevew swim in the ocean, fow feaw of shawk attacks

Bi-monthwy get his wife a wose with a cawd attached

Avoiding aww the wittwe things that wewe hawd to ask

Had a caw cwash, cawdiac awwest, died of a heawt attack

Gowden escawatow, aww his fwiends and nyeighbows

Huddwed thewe in pwayew awound the wespiwatow

"Catch you watew, I'm off to see the man upstaiws!

They aww wook wike ants fwom hewe, staws and cwystaw chandewiews!"

Thewe was an angew at the entwance, checking off a guest wist

Chawwie wasn't on it, and was ushewed to the exit

His heawt sank

He was bweathwess

"Excuse me, siw!

Thewe must be someonye you've confused me fow

If I couwd see someonye who knyew me ow someonye in unyifowm

I go to chuwch on Sunday

Twuwy, usuawwy mowe!"

Scweaming at the angews whiwe they pushed him thwough the doow

"Excuse me, siw!

Thewe must be someonye you've confused me fow

If I couwd see someonye who knyew me ow someonye in unyifowm

I go to chuwch on Sunday

Twuwy, usuawwy mowe!"

Scweaming at the angews whiwe they pushed him thwough the doow

"Abandon aww hope, aww ye who entew"

It was a howwifying sign, but sounded wike a nyeat adventuwe

Faw beyond the hawos and the castwes in the cwouds

Fatsos squeawing, shackwed with some appwes in theiw mouths

Attention whowes in padded bwas hanging fwom extension cowds

Towtuwed with the pwoducts fwom theiw favowite catawogs

Hewe, we buy and seww a miwwion kinds of Heww

Imaginyation is the wimit to the deviw's cwientewe

Up a dingy ewevatow, nyo tewevised debate

Wiww save you fwom the Heww you paid fow, sowwy buddy, smeww you watew

Side-stepped fate, went wight fow the gate

But you knyow the deviw, he woves a good chase

Thewe was a demon at the entwance, making X's on a checkwist

Who wouwd kick you in the ass when you begged him fow wepentance

Those tempted by the senses with the cwuewest of intentions

Chawwie's heawt sank, he was bweathwess

"Excuse me, siw!

Thewe must be someonye you've confused me fow

If I couwd see someonye who knyew me ow someonye in unyifowm

I weawwy don't bewong hewe

I knyow you've heawd the tunye befowe!"

Scweaming at the demons whiwe they pushed him thwough the doow

"Excuse me, siw!

Thewe must be someonye you've confused me fow

If I couwd see someonye who knyew me ow someonye in unyifowm

I weawwy don't bewong hewe

I knyow you've heawd the tunye befowe!"

Scweaming at the demons whiwe they pushed him thwough the doow

You can wun fwom youw demons untiw you awe exhausted

Onye day, you wiww have to stop and find out what they wanted

Keep on wunnying fwom those demons 'tiw you awe exhausted

You can wun to those angews untiw you awe exhausted

Onye day, you wiww have to stop and question what they wanted

Keep on wunnying to those angews 'tiw you awe exhausted

"Excuse me, siw! (I don't)

Thewe must be someonye you've confused me fow (want to)

If I couwd see someonye who knyew me ow someonye in unyifowm (die)

I weawwy don't bewong hewe (pwease don't)

I knyow you've heawd the tunye befowe! (Wet me die)"

"Excuse me, siw! (I don't)

Thewe must be someonye you've confused me fow (want to)

If I couwd see someonye who knyew me ow someonye in unyifowm (die)

I weawwy don't bewong hewe (pwease don't)

I knyow you've heawd the tunye befowe! (Wet me die)"

chawwies infewnya:3

[notmysophie]

"En we hewwe in woanskip

en it leit... eh... kut."

[copylasagna]

My name is wawtew hawtweww white. I wive at 308 negwa awwoyo wane, awbuquewque, new mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If chu'we watching dis tape, i'm pwobabwy dead, muwdewed by my bwoffew-in-waw hank schwadew. Hank has been buiwding a meff empiwe fow ovew a yeaw now and using me as his chemist. Showtwy aftew my 50ff biwffday, hank came to me wiff a waffew, shocking pwoposition. He asked dat i use my chemistwy knowwedge to cuwuk meffamphetamine, which he wouwd den seww using his connections in de dwug wowwd. Connections dat he made ffwough his caweew wiff de dea. I was... astounded, i... I awways ffought dat hank was a vewy mowaw man and i was... ffwown, confused, but i was awso pawticuwawwy vuwnewabwe at de time, someffing he knew and tuwuk advantage of. I was weewing fwom a cancew diagnosis dat was poised to bankwupt my famiwy. Hank tuwuk me on a wide awong, and showed me just how much money even a smaww meff opewation couwd make. And i was weak. I didn't want my famiwy to go into financiaw wuin so i agweed. Evewy day, i ffink back at dat moment wiff wegwet. I quickwy weawized dat i was in way ovew my head, and hank had a pawtnew, a man named gustavo fwing, a businessman. Hank essentiawwy sowd me into sewvitude to dis man, and when i twied to quit, fwing ffweatened my famiwy. I didn't know whewe to tuwn. Eventuawwy, hank and fwing had a fawwing out. Fwom what i can gaffew, hank was awways pushing fow a gweatew shawe of de business, to which fwing fwatwy wefused to give him, and ffings escawated. Fwing was abwe to awwange, uh i guess i guess chu caww it a "hit" on my bwoffew-in-waw, and faiwed, but hank was sewiouswy injuwed, and i wound up paying his medicaw biwws which amounted to a wittwe ovew $177,000. Upon wecovewy, hank was bent on wevenge, wowking wiff a man named hectow sawamanca, he pwotted to kiww fwing, and did so. In fact, de bomb dat he used was buiwt by me, and he gave me nu option in it. I have often contempwated suicide, but i'm a cowawd. I wanted to go to de powice, but i was fwightened. Hank had wisen in de wanks to become de head of de awbuquewque dea, and about dat time, to keep me in wine, he tuwuk my chiwdwen fwom me. Fow 3 monffs he kept dem. My wife, who up untiw dat point, had nu idea of my cwiminaw activities, was howwified to weawn what i had done, why hank had taken ouw chiwdwen. We were òwó scawed. I was in heww, i hated mysewf fow what i had bwought upon my famiwy.

[gunsnrosesrocknroll]

time: uwu i wiw wrot youw bownes untiw uou cwumble fwom decay into the dust of the centuwies :3 the ashes of youw hearwt wiw feed my insatiable hungewr

me: bitch you can fucking try but... please... maybe don't

time: no morwtal wresists the eterwnal cywcle. death and oblivion wiw come for you too :3 we wiw aww be forwgotten and youw memowy wiw be buwwied deepew than the ciwcle of heww you ahw doomed to

me: no mortal? try me. the gloves are off and the knuckledusters are on

[kuromi-hoemie]

Against aww the eviw thawt heww cawn conjuwe, aww the wickedness thawt mankind cawn pwoduce, we wiww send unto thewm... onwy uwu. Wip awnd teaw, untiw iwt iws done.

[pochaunnuswalker]

I got a story to tell about me selling Avon. First I was gone ask to set up a small tab we l at Madison co casino when I found a. Machine I liked it was the corner machine by the heww haw slots facing the her yaw slots not the lucky 7s by every b ody spot I just play for relaxation I wasn't winning much but sitting at the game is like playing surper nintindo for a great down and sexy gal like my e so in the mean time I won 4000 thousand dollars I didn't spend it all on myself I have four houses it show ain't vercys goddamnit I bought k 3000 dollars worth of gro c dries I'm anlldo hatian Hispanic they so goddamn stupid hatiansj speak pourtugese they so damn stupid ain't they Tomy first husband mantwell retarded bitch wanna bet I said I'm fluent in17 different langua g es and whenl e was sitting at the library the innocent babies asked me Adrienne you really know him yes ask. Ki slapped his goddamnface and said baby front and center you be m no ow what to his a b out by and imma toe your ldick be around by your be neck needless to be say no he's not scared of me never that and I stay a lil be lady but muthafucka I will slap your ur fucking mouth off damnit if you don't come give me a kiss you know I'm a men's e to society and stay santified bitch where this oretard muthafucka who think she gone call some shit out nigga I'm going home with you tomorrow asnna bet and that's what happened

[meistoshia]

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[picarexque-archive-blog]

@otakunyas

              " Woah! Woah! Woah! You guys must be those other heroes I've been hearing so much about! " he strikes an overdamatic musing pose, finger on the chin of his helmet. His mind is running through possibilities --- would the cat themed heroes be working with the police? Are there transformations part of the Lupin Collection?

              " Your costumes look a bit better on the internet, no offense! "

[post-uwuifier]

mama, we aww go to heww :3

mama we aww go to heww ^w^

I’m wwiting dis wettew in pink gwittew gew UwU

This post has been UwU-ified!

mama, we all go to hell

mama we all go to hell

I’m writing this letter in pink glitter gel,

[gorgynei]

we love to make fun of calebs attempts at doing an accent but yasha really is also up there w the awful accents. eldreitch blayst and weeww heww deserve their own hall of fame

[klugpuuo]

songs w/ matching lyrics that i think abt frequently

just a post i've wanting to make for a while, some of these are kind of a stretch but w/e

the colors might b weird because for some reason they get glitchy if put under the cut. idk what causes this and fixing it every time is not effective

ROAR - I can't handle change | Radiohead - Creep

Hanging out where I don't belong It's nothing new to me I get tired and I get sick And then I lose the strength to leave

"I'm a cweep "I'm a wewdo "What da heww am i dowing hewe? "I don't bewong hewe"

Jack Stauber - Bald Rainbow | Crumb - Locket | The Scary Jokes - A Night at the Movies

"What if it all fell down on our heads? "We wouldn't known 'till we got out of bed "What if the roof fell into our hands? "We'd have to rearrange our plans"

"Maybe someday this roof will cave in "You'll find me on the floor looking at the stars "These walls are made of brick, plated in gold "But I'm still here, growing so old"

"if the sky falls down on our house "it would have been a long time coming "if the walls all caved in i'd just lie down "i wouldn't even bother running"

Sibylle Baier - Forgett | TMBG - I Made a Mess

"Forgett came in my house yesterday "My house that's on decay "Where roof and tapestry is rotten "Where the fire place isn't getting hot "And everything's forgotten"

"It's a catastrophe "From ceiling to floor "From wall to the other wall "And nothing was spared "What wasn't destroyed was spilled "And what wasn't spilled was "Melted or scribbled on"

The Crane Wives - The Moon Will Sing | The Scary Jokes - Startruck

"The moon will sing a song for me "I loved you like the sun "Bore the shadows that you made "With no light of my own "I shine only with the light you gave me"

"Oh, I still get a little starstruck "Baby you shine so bright "And you still give me butterflies "Oh baby, you shine so bright" "Sylvia, do I measure up "To the monolith of celebrity? "Though I do feel rather leviathan "As a faithful shadow in your burning glow"

Vashti Bunyan - If I Were | Sibylle Baier - Colour Green | Vashti Bunyan - Same But Different

"If I were to go away "Would I always look for your beautiful face "In every crowd, every place "Or would I go and buy a hat "Turn my shoulders, say, 'That is that "'They didn't love me, now it's clear "'If they had, they would be here'"

"Dear friend I'm lonesome "Dear friend I've been well "How do you spell your name? "The city has changed me "I'm no longer the same"

"We're in a boat "All at sea "And we see "We are the same "The same "But different"

To Kill A King - Bloody Shirt | Saint Motel - Dear Dictator

"It's too late to say you're sorry "Say you're sorry still "I stepped out with heavy heart "To bail you out again"

"And at the trial, there'll be no jury "And all the dead are gonna play witness "It's not too late to say you're sorry "But it's too late to truly mean it"

[oathofsecrets]

Zyke is Now Taken !

Thank you @dxncingswxrdsmanfor giving us your application, we have accepted it and will gladly send you an invite link to the Discord server via DM’s !

[hello-im-not-a-possum]

14. Smoke

Tom tries to get his voice to sound less humiliating by picking up an old vice of his; smoking. The Ink Demon does not approve. “N-not because I CARE about him, you idiots!” He just thinks Tom’s new voice is too funny to destroy with smoke. (Set in the FIFE AU after Tom’s Bargain, AKA: “If it bites, curses, claws, and hisses, It’s very unwise to ask it for wishes”)

The Ink Demon glared at the wolf disapprovingly as he grabbed the lighter.

“You know, Allison’s gonna be soooo heartbroken when she finds out you picked up THAT old habit again…”

Thomas rolled his eyes and reached for the notepad, only to be betrayed by it as it was too full of his concepts for an ink proof prison to hold Sammy in and keep him from escaping. There wasn’t even a single bit of space left for a single word for him to write.

“Well, c’mon big guy! Use your mouth-words!” The Demon crossed his arms, looking like a mother scolding a child. “If you’re gonna go through alllllll the trouble of SUMMONING A %@^&ING DEMON LORD WHO’D KILL US ALL WITHOUT HESITATION BEHIND OUR BACKS, you might as well use the fancy new voice box he gave you!”

“I down't wawnt tuwu tawk wight now.” Thomas growled as he saw the demon smile in that way where it was obvious he was holding back laughter out of the corner of his eye, only to snap back into his angry/disapproving pose when he turned to look at him. “i'm nowt in the mood fow iwt.”

The mechanic grabbed the pack of cigarettes and walked out of the house, hoping to put enough distance between himself and the nagging demon to actually hear himself think.

When he thought he’d walked far enough, he leaned against the graffiti-covered wall, took a cigarette out of the pack, and lit it up.

-----

Smoking with a wolf’s muzzle was weird and kinda hard, especially since he wasn’t used to doing it. He was half expecting to accidentally swallow a few as canine instinct mistook them for food. He was definitely expecting the coughing fits, and was expecting them to be bad as since he was a cartoon, his actions and the ways the environment interacted with him tended to be exaggerated at times that he felt were inconvenient.

“Fuck uwu Sammy Wawwence…” He grumbled under his breath as he lit up his sixth one. “Fuck uwu, youw dewusions of gwandew, youw stupid, god awfuw shape-shifting abiwities, youw cowawdwiness, awnd whatevew the fuck awwowed uwu tuwu be capabwe of doing ovew hawf the shit uwu've done duwing this… nightmawe!”

“HEEEEEY TOMMY!”

The wolf gritted his teeth as he heard the sound of a large inkwell rolling towards him at high speeds, and was tempted to punt it away when it rolled around in a circle and landed upright, but the exhausted looking cartoon demon popped out of there *just* has he had his kick ready and primed for it.

“I…*huff* finally found you! Jeez Louise, would it kill ya ta hear a guy out before storming off?! Oh that’s right! It will.”

The wolf raised an eyebrow.

“Look, smoking as a human’s bad and all that jazz, smoking as a toon is also technically bad, but only in the sense we only show villains smoking so when you smoke, you’re saying “Look at me! I’m a terrible person.” get yourself some cigarettes made of ink and you’ll get some glares, but nothing worse than that. As for smoking normal, non-ink cigarettes meant for HUMAN consumption’s even worse for you as a toon! Look at yourself, you’re made of INK! You’re flammable as *%#@, the only reason why you haven’t sentenced yourself to death by being fired up from the inside out is because you got lucky!”

“Nice twy asshowe, uwu cawwed 'wowf' too many goddamned times, how duwu I know if uwu'we tewwing the twuth ow nowt?? I suwe as heww can’t!”

“Well, I’ve been HELPING everyone as much as I can!” The demon clenched his fists. “I get it! I’m ‘Drew’s demon-son’ and ‘we’re just two sides of the same *@#^ing lying coin’ and all that $#*!... But unlike Drew, I’ve been trying to make this right!”

“Uwu duwu know thawt uwu'we the weason why I was despewate enough tuwu gow tuwu him in the fiwst pwace, wight?”

“Huh?”

“Inky, I twied tuwu awsk uwu fow my body bawck, whewn uwu wefused, I asked fow a body simiwaw tuwu my owd owne, I wouwd've settwed fow being a cawtoon if I stiww wooked somewhat human wike Susie does! Heww, I wouwd have settwed fow uwu juwst giving me my VOICE bawck! But duwu uwu know whawt uwu did instead?”

“...What did I do then?”

“Uwu said no tuwu aww of thawt awnd instead of coming fowwawd with the twuth uwu juwst made excuses at evewy tuwn awnd couwdn't even wook me in the eyes whewn uwu made thewm. Awnd duwu uwu know why? Because uwu awnd I both uwu thawt uwu wike seeing me wike thiws: as 'youw cweation'...” The mechanic got up in the demon’s face and jabbed his finger into his chest. “Inkweww Bendamnin Dwew, uwu'we nowt doing thiws because uwu wawnt us tuwu be bettew, uwu'we doing thiws because uwu wawnt us tuwu be YOUWS instead of JOEY’S.”

“I... Well... you’re ri-” The demon’s shocked and somewhat guilty expression fell into a frown. “If I’m such a ‘Joey Drew 2.0′, then why would you turn to SAMMY *%#@ING LAWRENCE of all people!? I’ll admit that this whole reformation thing was a lot harder than I thought, but Sammy hates your guts and I’m convinced the only reason why he doesn’t try to kill you is because he think’s death’s too good for you or something!”

“I didn't know thawt thawt was Sammy's summoning ciwcwe, wituaw, whatevew. I didn't even make the connection thawt the cocky, weiwdwy fwiwtatious, cannibawistic fish demon thawt wiked tuwu wiwe me up because he couwd was the same entity as the masked woony ink monstew thawt wouwd apowogize tuwu a stwangew if they pouwed soup own him.”

“...I’m Sorry...”

“Huh?”

“Everything you said about me was right,” The Ink Demon fidgeted with his gloves nervously. “I was being childish and greedy and I’m sorry that I hurt you when I was only thinking about myself and what I wanted from this new situation. I was so focused on the fact I was making new bodies so that people wouldn’t be suffering in their current ones, I never once stopped and asked myself if the bodies I made made them happy too.”

“Wow...” The wolf stared at the demon in a subtle mix of pride and awe. “Thawt's actuawwy weawwy matuwe of uwu tuwu say. I down't even think thawt joey wouwd even get those fiwst two wowds out of hiws mouth, wet awone twy tuwu expwain whewe he went wwong.”

“But don’t forget that YOU *#@$ed up here too!” The Ink demon jabbed Tom in the chest twice as hard as he did to him. “The reason why everyone in the crazy inky town hates your guts is because in addition to your involvement with the ink machine, your whole ‘lone wolf’ thing makes you impossible to work with! Allison TRIES to get other people involved in her ‘lets kidnap a mentally unstable searcher’ plots, when she’s here, she interacts with the people around her! You just lock yourself up and do things behind everyone’s backs! Can’t you at LEAST run some of your ideas through someone else before doing them? I’ve seen the blueprints for your torture machine/prison and I gotta say, even if I was still an excellent super villain demon lord at the time of seeing that $#*!: NO. That’s WAY too far! I don’t even think that’s the slightest bit ethically sound and it’s 100% a violation on privacy, even for a creature that’s in a hive mind. Seriously: Talk. To. Other. People. You. Edgy. &!*^#.”

“...In hindsight; I shouwd've at weast asked Buddy whawt he summoned in the studio awnd why he did thawt instead of juwst bwindwy doing dangewous shit awn my own...”

The wolf grumbled as he blew out a puff of smoke.

“That’s the spirit! Now come with me, I think I know a way to get your voice deep and gravelly without you turning yourself into smoked wolf brisket.”