#cops with heelys

[the-voldsoy]

TMA headcanons

(the majority is about jon im sorry) (at least a couple of these are probably canon, but ive seen so many fanworks that i genuinely couldnt tell you)

Tim wore heelies

and owned too many worm on a string that he hid around the office

Michael (distortion) is also fond of worm on a string

Jon has had heterochromia since he “died”— one eye to see and one eye to See

Martin listens to hozier

Jon has punched a cop (rebellious uni years)

Daisy has a mullet

Jon wears socks with sandals

One of the reasons Jon was so stuck up in s1 is because he felt ashamed(?) of his uni days and wanted to get as far from that as possible

he felt that he was ‘better’ than that punk he had been, and wanted to show it

If they could’ve (Scottish safe house period or Somewhere Else), Martin would’ve gotten a small flock of chickens and Jon would’ve fondly named them all

S1 Jon tried to grow a moustache once and it was so pathetic that he had to shave it off

Sasha was a black women with soft, round features, who wore comfy jumpers. Not!Sasha was a tall, white, blonde woman with sharp, angular features who wore pencil skirts — like someone out of a stock photo.

Jon is capable of making decent tea, he just doesn’t give enough of a shit to do it

instead he usually just puts everything in the mug, microwaves it, and leaves (then comes back a couple hours later to microwave it again)

S1 Jon had stupid half-moon glasses with gold chains like a librarian

There isnt a single cis/het person in the archives

Simon Fairchild dresses like he's missing the rest of his barbershop quartet

Jon says things like good lord because it was a habit he got when he grew up with his grandma, and picked it back up to "seem more distinguished"

Tim used to read the Beano

Martin had loads of those little ceramic or felt animals that you find at garden centres

Tim used to have a bunch of googly eyes stuck at his desk/around the archives, but scraped them all off when the things about the Eye was revealed

The grey in Jon’s hair was a visible mark from the Web, and turned light and sticky like spiderweb after ep160

he also had his hair Reallyyy long pre-archives, cut it short when he was promoted but then almost immediately started growing it out again

Tim was a dramatic little ass about getting sick/minorly injured (head colds, paper cuts, etc)

[mediculling]

// thinking about my half finished teal oc...

[joonique]

Dudes i have an amazing idea

cops with heelys

[false-pyre]

Gordon, we’re installing sketcher light-ups on the boots of your HEV suit. Barney taught us how to do that after he constructed heelie wheels into his Metro cop shoes.

[doggoswoofwoof]

the epithet erased characters as kids at school

Zora: Wolf girl who bit people

Giovanni: the singular boy and the otherwise all girls club at school. also was really good at Wallball

Ramsey: the one kid who always had some kind of side hustle going on like selling Pokemon cards also try to befriend every rodent he saw. got bitten by a lot of squirrels

Molly: the girl who always had really dark story lines with her Barbies.

Indus: the kid who ate dirt

Mera: the kid whose parents were overly protective and also for some reason made their kid brush their teeth after lunch at school

Percy: the kid who played a cop in cops and robbers and was really into big cats

Howie: the kid who always built really complex Lego creations during indoor recess

Sylvester: the kid who found a VHS tape at a thrift store of some weird cult like yo-yo instruction video and got way too obsessed with yo-yos. Also watches anti-cult PSAs for fun

Yoomtah: the kid who got heelys and immediately ran into a wall and broke her nose

[zorlok-if]

i just wanna comeback here and say that after messing around with the preview, ive found my aesthetic. where have you been all my life poet shirts? omw to cop me some poet shirts and find a tavern to become a bard lmao. i cant choose between having heelys or having knee high boots. like it breaks the aesthetic but like, theyre heelys! i physically cannot choose another shoe option no matter what style i go for. the pain 😔

Yesssssss! Embrace the poet shirts! Live your best bardcore life!!! Also, that's a very fair dilemma. I'd say that I wish knee high heelys were a thing but then I might be compelled to make knee high heelys a thing.

[endigolikesarson]

*slides in on heelies* Good evening.

Ok vine references aside, I NEED your opinion on the dabloons thing going around on tiktok

I love it <3 i've joined a mafia, and like three rebelions

adcab (All Dabloon Cops Are Bastards)

[donnatr0y]

Gotham cop: holy shit is that red robin and nightwing?

Gotham criminal: Are they floating? it looks like their gliding on the ground

Gotham cop squinting his eyes: are they- are they wearing- Jojo Siwa Heelys?!?!

[n-anon]

Fallout (Chapter 1)

Disclaimer: I don’t know how long this will be yet in terms of chapters, BUT THIS IS A SEQUEL SERIES. If you’re planning to read this, Please read My multi-chapter series of Ready Aim Fire, this will have spoilers to that! I’m linking it down below just so y’all can do so.

Ready Aim Fire Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5

Okay done? All good? Then lets go.

Description: And as the ashes settle, everyone tries to return to what’s normal....And what’s left.

(TW: mentions of death, burning, and self-blame)

“Its been two weeks. His funerals on Tuesday. Are you coming?” Marvin stared at his hands. Still imagining the fire as it leaked through is fingers, he sighed, staring up at Schneep. “....Yeah. Of course.” Schneep nodded, jotting it down, he then set down the notepad, and grabbed  the cup of coffee, drinking from it eagerly, “Okay. Now talk to me.”  Marvin scowled, “I-I can’t. You know that.” Schneep hummed, “Can’t? Or Won’t? Jackie told me you will hardly speak to him. Hell, you can’t even look JJ in the eye. You did what you needed. It doesn’t make it any easier, yes. But locking yourself up for it in your own little mind prison and not talking is going to make it worse.” Marvin grit his teeth, the urge to just-burst out. Let it all burn.....let it go. He couldn’t. Not now. “Also. Jackie says the police need an account, they want it to go well with the public....That you didn’t mean to burn it down.” Marvin opened his mouth angrily, but Schneep cut him off, “I know you meant to burn it down, we all do. But ze people don’t. They want assurances that as Jackie’s new sidekick you weren’t trying to burn it down. That’s what their calling you by the way.” 

Marvin snorted. He was hardly a sidekick. He was the whole damn show...but the show was a mess. He nodded silently, “Can I go now?” Schneep sighed, then took another sip from his coffee, “Yes. Again, if you ever need to talk....well-You know.” the Magician nodded and with that he stormed out, unintentionally slamming the door as Schneep winced, and turned back to his work. He grabbed his pencil and began working, yet again. Of course, Marvin wasn’t the only one going through something right now...they were all suffering. The pieces were on the floor, and he didn’t know who was going to pick them up. Not without.....Nein. They would make it. It would be hard.....But they had to. His phone rang and he answered. “Dr. Schneeplestein’s office, how can I help you today?” 

JJ stood at the pier, staring at the spot. His fists were clenched, remnants...ashes. That’s all it was now. No heartbeat. Nothing he could do. The blaring yellow of the caution tape surrounding what little was left of them....He was happy. Sad.....All mixtures of emotions he couldn’t express out loud. He thought that when he died...It would return. That he could finally....But that was a dream, a false hope that kept him going. And now? All that was left was just the rubble. He felt the hand on his shoulder and the familiar steps. “Jameson? If you’re not ready we can-” He shook his head, and walked forward, glancing at the crumbled warehouse, “I just want to make sure there are no weird temporal differences...is all. They still found the knife, like you-made....them do. I’m just...worried, call it double checking.” Jackie told him that afternoon, JJ was eager to at least get out of the house, seeing boxes piled up near his door was too much to bare. If he was just stronger-No. They would’ve eventually found out. At least, that’s what he told himself. Jackie motions to the security guards, he had told them that JJ was a private investigator friend, he just wanted to double check, what little the police force knew of Anti-before...this, wasn’t much, but they understood he was dangerous, and could probably kill everyone in town if he wasn’t actually dead. He walked, looking around, what was left of the body of Chase had been removed. He sighed, closing his eyes as tears came up, he couldn’t think of that right now. He had to focus. He reached out for anything. Any sign, looking at his wrists he remembered the connection that was there before everything went wrong. Nothing. Not even a yoink. He turned to Jackie, and shook his head. Jackie seemed to relax, as he patted JJ on the shoulder, and the man left in a daze, he needed to get out. To breathe. Jackie stayed behind to talk to the cops, as he made the long journey home.

Stacy Brody wasn’t sure if she should be relieved or just dying inside, but she cried anyway. Finding out that Chase did none of the things he thought he did, Jackie’s final explanation filled with words of vitriol and persuasion, her mind swam as she tried to wrap her mind around it all, but one thing was clear. Chase had died a hero. And she was going to do what little she could to make sure he had a funeral like one. “Mommy?” She turned to see their-her youngest son, still wearing that hat Chase gave him, he looked so much like-She wiped the tears from her eyes and turned off the sink, “What’s wrong?” She asked, turning to him and pulling on her best smile, “Nothing, honey. Just remembering your dad.” The boys expression grew muted, sad, quiet, “Oh.” She had surmised he would know what was happening soon enough anyway, and what kind of mother would she be if she kept that from them? They deserved to know what happened...what kind of person their dad was, before they started forgetting, anyway. “Is...Are Uncle Jackie and the rest gonna be at the funeral?” Her son asked in a quiet voice, “Of course honey, they’ve assured me they’ll make it.” She knew the kids all loved their adoptive ‘Uncles’ “Now, where’s your sister?” The boy crossed his arms, “She’s still in her room.” Stacy sighed, “Okay. I’ll go talk to her, its time for both of you to get to bed anyway. Its late.” The boy pouted, “But mom-” Stacy walked up and picked him up, he was just 8, and she was tired. “C’mon, help me go get your sister to bed, alright, Grayson? You gotta be strong for mommy. If you go to bed early we can read that story about sharks you love so much.” Her sons eyes lit up and she smiled softly, as he ranted on about sharks, she closed her eyes, we’ll be fine. I think.

‘Oh, so you’re new? Welcome to the group chat! You got a name or nickname you use?’

‘You can just call me Blip for the moment, I usually go by that lol. Sorry to hear about your dad D: that really sucks. If you need someone to talk to, I’m here. We all are, I think. Anyway yeah I know we’ve just met but hey, if you need someone to talk to...’

‘Absolutely! We’ll help you in anyway, if you need anything, we’ll be here for ya Oli.’ 

‘Thanks guys... I might honestly just take a quick break from....everything, ya know?’

‘Understandable, take all the time you need!’

‘Yeah. I think I can figure out how this place works before too long :P’

Oli laughed at the comment, and smiled, she was glad her friends understood that, she let out a hiccup and wiped the tears from her eyes. She just didn’t know what to think right now, Everyone online was saying it was an accident. She wasn’t stupid. She knew Uncle Marvin had something to do with it, and the funeral was the best place to confront him about it, they needed to know the truth, if not for her for Grayson...at least. She sighed as a knock on the door came, and she exited the chat without much of a goodbye, and laid in bed, “Olivia honey, are you awake?” Her mothers voice creeped through, she let out a very fake snore, hoping she’d take the hint as her mother sighed, “Okay...Love you honey.” She heard the door close as she just buried her face in the pillow, and eventually she fell asleep for real, dreaming of fire.

(A/N: THIS IS A LONG BOI. Also sorry for this very sudden, very out of nowhere sequel series, @rogue-of-broken-time’s post about posting fics we never thought we would make really got me thinking, and eventually thinking got me to go like ‘lol what if I wrote a sequel series based in this uni about the aftermath. And yes the sons name is Grayson cuz haha references, and if you get that reference, you get a gold star. Hope you enjoyed, and as for how long this series is gonna be-Uh...No idea lol We’ll see. This is just mostly set-up. If you want to be added to the tag list, as always, send me a DM, comment below, or ask, and I’ll get right on it!)

Tag List: @segernatural @pyranoia @caithesavage777 @vwoop-prince @antis-gauge @heely-um @therealtiger77 @a-bnana @randowaffle @sharkyg @miishae @innocent-angel3  @darcywillfindyou @asexualerror

[astraltrain]

no cops at pride just ranboo and his light up heelys

I'D ACCEPT THAT

[takemebacktowheniwassane]

Oh, Incorrect Quotes Generator

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Alana: Anyone d-

Connor: Depressed?

Jared: Drained?

Evan: Dumb?

Alana: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people...

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This one's a bit more?? Um?? Non-kid friendly TTvTT

Zoe: Guys, is having a penis fun?

Connor: It has its ups and downs.

Evan: It's gets a little hard sometimes.

Jared: IT'S A PAIN IN THE ASS!

Zoe: Jesus fuck, you guys.

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Evan: You're a loose cannon, Jared.

Jared: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon, maybe. But a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?

Alana: I think you play by your own rules.

Zoe: No way, he thinks rules were meant to be broken.

Evan: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.

Jared: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Connor is the real loose cannon.

Connor: *Smashes a chair*

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Evan, trying to convince Connor to join the group: You know... I just thought it'd be good to have someone to come along who's... strong!

Alana: And loud!

Zoe: And grumpy!

Jared: And oblivious to reality!

Connor:

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Alana: What did you guys get in your yearbooks?

Zoe: 'Prettiest smile!' :)

Evan: 'Nicest personality!' :)

Jared: 'Most likely to start a bar fight.'

Connor: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one.'

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Zoe: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one!

Evan: Tubular AF!

Alana: Mood to the max!

Connor, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it.

Jared, just as annoyed: If she breathes she's a square.

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Evan: You KIDNAPPED Connor?! That's illegal!!

Jared: But Evan, what's more illegal? Briefly inconveniencing Connor, or destroying our dreams?

Evan: Kidnapping Connor, Jared!!

Zoe: Evan, listen, whatever I may think of you right now- these people need you to inspire them!

Evan: What, to KIDNAP PEOPLE?!?!

Zoe: To work together!

Evan: TO KIDNAP PEOPLE!?!?

Jared: Evan, I thought we both agreed, a stoner is not a people.

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Alana: Evan, stop! This isn't you! You've gone mad with power!

Evan: Well, of course I have.

Evan: Have you ever tried going mad without power?

Evan: It's boring.

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Evan: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.--

Jared: What was that??

Evan: Remorse code.

Jared: I'm even angrier at you now.

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Connor, high off his ass: I'm at least 10 times funnier and sexier than you.

Evan: But 10 times 0 is just 0.

Zoe: Then I guess the jokes on you, because he can't do math.

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Jared: I can explain.

Evan: Can you?

Jared: If you give me 30 seconds to think of a lie.

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Jared: If you were to vacuum up jello, it'd make a neat noise.

Evan: I beg to differ.

Jared: Then beg.

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Jared: This is such a bad idea.

Evan: Then why are you coming along?

Jared: One of us needs to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this all goes terribly wrong.

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Connor: *Accidentally hits Jared in the face*

Connor: *Can't decide between saying 'I'm fucking sorry', and 'Are you okay'*

Connor: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY??

Evan: What is wrong with you?!

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Evan: This is bothering me.

Jared: Well, you are digging up a corpse.

Evan: No, not that. That's, uh, pretty par for the course, actually.

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Jared: You're the love of my life, and my best friend. I would do anything for you.

Evan: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.

Jared: Absolutely not.

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Jared: I was arrested for being too cool.

Connor: The charges were dropped due to lack of supporting evidence.

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Jared: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.

Evan: You and me.

Jared, tearing up: Okay.

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Jared: God, give me patience.

Connor: I think you mean strength.

Jared: If God gave me strength, then you'd be double dead.

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Connor: I prevented a murder today.

Alana: Really? How did you do that?

Connor: Self control.

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Jared: I am not out of control! I am a law abiding citizen!

Evan: Name one law.

Jared: Don't kill people?

Evan: That one's on me. I set the bar too low.

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Alana: Whaddaya call a fish with no eye?

Jared, not looking up from his phone: Myxine Circifrons.

Alana:

Alana: A fsh

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Evan: I turned out perfectly fine!

Zoe: This morning you thought a ghost made your toast!

Evan: I DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN, Y O U DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN-

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Jared: WHAT'S YOUR TYPE

Evan: Anything, honestly. But nerds especially.

Jared, desperately as Evan bleeds out: YOUR B L O O D TYPE

Evan: Oh! B positive.

Jared: DON'T TRY TO CHEER ME UP, JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Evan:

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Evan: It's dark in here...

Jared: Don't worry dude, I've got this

Jared: *Stomps his foot on the ground*

Jared: *Heelies light up*

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Evan: Treat spiders the way YOU want to be treated!

Jared: Killed without hesitation.

Alana & Evan, simultaneously: nO-

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Miguel: Let's watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

Connor: Okay?

Miguel: And make out during the scary parts.

Connor: The-

Connor: The scary parts-

Connor: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl?

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Evan: Can you PLEASE be serious for 5 minutes??

Jared: My record is 4, but I think I can do it.

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Evan: So that's my plan.

Jared: Are you fine with constructive criticism? I don't want to sound mean.

Evan: Sure, go ahead.

Jared: It fucking sucks.

Evan: That's not constructive criticism.

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Jared: Fuck.

Alana: We've got to work on your cursing.

Jared: Why? I'm pretty good at cursing already.

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Connor: Lol heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this lmfao

Evan: What did you do-?

Connor: A MISTAKE-

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Larry, with his back turned: I've been expecting you.

Connor: How did you do that without turning around?

Larry: I'm gonna be honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you.

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Evan: How petty can you get??

Jared: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

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Jared: Today is a day of running through hurdles.

Alana: Aren't you supposed to jump OVER hurdles?

Jared: Whatever. Fear is only something to be afraid of if you let it scare you.

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Jared: May I sit there?

Evan: That's my lap.

Jared: That doesn't answer my question, Evan.

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Jared: So.. are we flirting right now?

Connor: I'm LITERALLY stabbing you.

Jared:

Jared: That does not answer the question

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Aftermath of the last one- lmfao-

Evan: I'm begging you, please go to the hospital-

Jared: Oh, i'm sorry, is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.

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Jared: Do you have any skeletons in your closet?

Connor: Do you mean literally or figuratively?

Jared: The fact that I have to specify...

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Evan: Jail is no fun. I'll tell you that much.

Connor: Oh, you've been?

Evan: Once. In Monopoly.

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Evan: Your right.

Jared: That's... an unusual phrase for you. Did you just learn it?

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Jared: Petition to remove the 'd' from Wednesday.

Connor, high: Wednesay.

Jared: Not what I had in mind, but i'm flexible.

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Alana: Man.. I only ever see you awake. Don't you ever shut down or stop running?

Jared: Oh, i'm always running.

Jared: The question is from what.

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Evan: Top 30 reasons why Evan is super sorry! ..Number 5 might surprise you!

Jared: Top 30 anime deaths. Number One: YOUR FUCKING ASS RIGHT NOW!!

[chinchillasinunison]

DR kids as the 50 State Nightmares from that one Neil video, Part 3 (V3)

Shuichi: You pick up a hat from the floor and there's a brain underneath

Maki: Multiplying crying babies

Himiko: Trying in vain to silence your alarm clock… for decades

Rantaro: You left the stove on in your apartment ten years ago, and now you have to travel back through every apartment you've had since to get back to that one to turn the stove off

Kaede: Julie Andrews yells at you to shut up

Ryoma: A realistic medieval prison experience

Kirumi: Careening downhill on heelys

Angie: So, you're in a clawfoot bathtub, and you look behind you and Jesus Christ is in the bathtub with you and his hands are bleeding into the bathwater...

Tenko: A serial killer with a big butt

Korekiyo: Meat Ghost

Miu: An extremely gory version of TRON

Gonta: Your pet wolf attacks you

Kokichi: You try to tell the cops that there's a fire-breathing dragon in the sky, but whenever they look, it's just a flying nude man

Kaito: You're sitting on an airplane next to the puppets from Puppetmaster

Tsumugi: You're buried alive wearing the Big Bird costume

K1-B0: Tickled by a caveman

[arsonistblue]

Out of context quotes from my texts

Part 3

Part 1 / Part 2

me: how the fuck am I passing APHG? I study approximately never my friend: stfu blue not all of us have brain cells

my friend: I can hear your computer from across the room my friend: it’s not annoying, I’m just wondering why the fuck you’re watching it on 3x speed me: adhd go brrrr, you ready to see some real speed

my friend: me? rewatching atla for the 37956312th time? it’s more likely than you think me: how’s that repressed childhood trauma going?

my friend: I’m hilarious, I’m cool and sexy, and I just had chicken nuggets my friend: john mulaney WISHES he were me

me: I’m starting a gang, the only catch is that everyone has to wear these [insert image of lightning mcqueen heelys] my friend: my dude, listen. I would wear those even if it wasn’t required me: wonderful. on a completely unrelated note how do you feel about initiation ceremonies my friend: as long as a cishet white man who catcalls teenagers dies as part of the ceremony, 10/10 me: obviously, we’re not savages

my friend: these cops were just writing a ticket to someone going too fast on their golf cart so while they were busy I zoomed by and yelled “ka-chow, officers” and I’ve never felt more powerful in my entire life

me: god gave me anxiety because she knew if my ambitions went unchecked I would have bested her in hand-to-hand combat by age eight

my friend: I never thought about how badass the phrase “a sword forged with the blood of your enemies” sounds me: well if you want to feel badass, you just need around 1.2-1.6 kg of iron, which is about the amount of iron in the blood of 400 men. so just kill 400 men and extract the iron from their blood. bonus points if you mix the iron with carbon from their cremated bodies my friend: remind me never to get on your bad side

[janeyseymour]

The Chaotic Three Get Arrested

Anne, Anna, and Kat get arrested, and Jane has to come bail them out.

As often as they could, the queens ate dinner together, per Jane’s request.

“We’re a family now. Families eat dinner together,” she would say. 

“But I really need to finish writing my-” Cathy tried to get out before Aragon threw her a look. “Okay, family dinners it is then.” 

Even as the queens began touring in the United States and life became more crazy, the family had managed to have most meals together every day. It was time for each queen to breathe, and they were grateful. Recently, they had performed in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and were now in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. The last stop, and the place where they had decided to all buy a house once the tour was over.

Tonight, the queens had finished a casserole that Jane had made, enjoying every last bite. 

When there was a lull in conversation, Kat spoke up. “I think I’m gonna go to that park a little ways away. I think it’s called Valley Forge? Would anyone like to come with me?” 

Cathy was the first to respond. “I really need to try to finish writing my book. Sorry Kit.”

“Oh. Right.”

“I need to pray. I’m sorry Kath,” Aragon said quietly.

“I’ll go with you,” Anna smiled. “Although, you might not be able to keep up with me!” 

Jane looked down. “Kitty dear, you know I would, but I have to clean up around here and get everybody’s things ready for tomorrow.”

“It’s alright Mom. Thank you for doing that for us by the way.” Jane smiled at the appreciation. 

“I’ll go too!” Anne smiled. “I’ll wear my heelies!” 

“Oh dear. Anna, keep those two in line please,” Jane chuckled. “I don't want to have to pick you guys up from the police station... again.”

“I’ll do my best, but I can’t promise I won't be roped into their shenanigans. You know that.”

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“I can't believe we got lost in the park,” Anna sighed. “Jane’s gonna kill me.”

“Mom won’t kill you Anna. We got lost. That's not our fault.”

“Yeah Anna. Chill out. It’s not like we’re in jail or any-” Anne was cut off by the sound of a car driving up next to them. 

“Hello girls. What do we have here?” A gruff voice questioned. The window rolled down a bit more, to reveal a police woman. “You know the park closes at sundown. You shouldn’t be here.”

“Well officer, My family and I were on a walk when it got dark. Now we can’t find our car. The two girls I’m with are pretty scared, so if you would be so kind as to-” Anna was cut off by Anne.

“Officer, I was just heely-ing around. I don't see what the problem is.”

“Anne!” Both Kat and Anna exclaimed. 

“I’m sorry for her. We’re really not trying to cause any trouble.”

“Okay then. Be on your way. If I find you guys here again tonight, I will have to take you to a police station. Have a good night.” The officer drove away.

“Well, that was a close call,” Anna laughed. 

“Yeah, now let’s find our way out of here. I’m starting to get scared,” Kat muttered. 

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Two hours later, the trio was still wandering the park, not realizing they had been walking in circles for the past 2 hours. They decided to sit down for a few minutes when Anna spoke up.

“I can’t believe all of our phones are dead. Jane’s probably having a fit right now because we’re not home.” Anna complained.

“Well, at least the cop hasn’t come around and fou-” Anne heard footsteps coming from behind her as Anna and Kat froze in their places. “It’s the cop from earlier isn’t it?” 

“Yes it is. I’m really sorry ladies, but I have to arrest you.”

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“You get one phone call. Make it worth it,” The gruff security guard snarled at the three. 

“Guys, I need to talk to Mom. She’ll be calmer with me,” Kat explained. She dialed the number that she now knew by heart and waited for someone to answer. 

“Hello?” a soft voice came through.

“Mom? It’s Kat.”

“Where are you calling from? I thought you would be home by now.”

“Okay, I need you to not freak out but-”

“We’ve had this conversation love. When you tell me not to freak out, I only freak out more.” Jane sighed a heavy sigh, knowing whatever she was going to be told was not good news.

“Anna, Anne, and I are at the police station in King of Prussia. It’s like 30 minutes away.”

“Oh my gosh. I’ll be right there. Are you alright?” 

“Yes Mom. I’m al-”

“Okay love. Hold tight. I’ll be there as soon as I can be.” Jane could be heard hustling around before she disconnected the call. 

Kat looked back at her cousin and friend who were looking at her with wide eyes.

“She’s going to kill me.” Anna sat down in the cell and put her hands in her head.

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Jane showed up at the police station far too soon and also far too late. She wanted to know that her Kat was safe, but she was afraid of what she might say to the three; fear tended to get the best of her. The woman quickly got out of the car and rushed into the station.

“Hello. I’m here to pick up three hooligans that were brought here from the park,” Jane explained as she righted her shirt. 

“Ah. You must be Jane. This way.” The guard motioned for her to follow him, and she did. The second she laid her eyes on Kat, she ran towards her. The guard quickly followed, opening the cell for the woman. 

“Kitty, are you okay?” The woman wrapped her arms around the young girl, peppering her faces in kisses and checking her over for any injuries. 

“I’m fine. We’re all fine. I’m sorry you had to come get out of here. We just got lost in the park and couldn’t find our way back to the car.”

“You got arrested because you got lost?” Jane had now turned her attention to the other two, also checking them over. Anna nodded sheepishly.

“All of our phones died, or we would’ve called sooner,” Anna offered.

“I couldn't have even been arrested for something cool,” Anne muttered. Jane shot her a glare, and the girl with the bun shrunk. 

“Come on. Let’s get going. I wanted to be asleep by now you know. We do have a two show day tomorrow,” Jane chided.

A few minutes later, the four were out the door and on their way back to Jane’s car. 

“The three of us will come back tomorrow and find my car Jane. I just wanna go home now.” Jane wrapped an arm around the fourth queen. 

“Okay Anna, that’s fine. But I do have one thing to say.” Anna grimaced. Jane’s face broke out in a grin, only scaring the three girls more.

“When I said I didn’t want to pick the three of you up from the police station tonight, I was serious.” 

[theblackberrygirl]

jeez explain all the incidents because those sound wild asf lol

Ahhhh sorry I didn’t see this! This is talking about this post

Why my grandma doesn’t have fingerprints- My grandmother doesn’t have fingerprints bc she used to crack open safes during the Civil Rights movement and in order to avoid detection from the cops/segregatists/racists, she soaked her hands in bleach until her fingerprints were gone

The Heelies incident- my grandmother (why do so many of these have my grandmother) used to be an avid rollerskater, and so in like 2017 she bought herself a pair of Heelies. She was great for a couple months, but the land in Kentucky is a lot rougher than the land in Urban Germany (not counting cobblestone) and her wheel caught a pebble and she broke her wrist fjjddjdj

The Ribbons Incident- I have a lot of cousins, and we were at a family reunion so we were all together. My cousin Josie and I, the middles, and the older kids got tackled by the younger kids (it was 2 middle and 8 older to 40 younger lol) and they tied us up with old Christmas ribbons they found and they left us in the barn for like 8 hours haha (yes I got kidnapped by 5-11 year olds leave me alone)

The Mountain Lion Incident- My uncle got lost in the woods, got mauled by a mountain lion, and had to live off of berries, mushrooms, and a squirrel for like a week lol

Snakes Are Our Friends But They Are Not Jumpropes: A Thread- I was babysitting some little cousins that live out in the deep forest and they were playing and one of them picked up a snake and said “look auntie ellie!!! Wild jumprope!” And I had to sit them down and explain that while we should be nice to snakes, they are NOT jumpropes

Do not play with wolves!!!- same day as the snake incident, we saw a wolf pack and I was holding four children trying to be as quiet as possible, and this one kid goes “HEY AUNTIE ELLIE IM GONNA PLAG WITH THE WOLF DO YOU THINK HE LIKES FETCH” and at that point I just scooped them all up and started BOOKING IT back to their trailer bc like even though I know that they probably wouldn’t have messed with us, I DIDNT WANNA RISK IT

Bear caves are NOT adventure zones!!!!!!!!- SAME FUCKING DAY!!!! Actually I was like, nannying so like, same 3 days but STILL!!! Basically, same kids found a bear cave and wanted to explore and I was like NO!!! You know that vine where it’s like “what do you have??” “a KNIFE!!!” “NO!!!” That’s me every time I babysit these kids

The SandyHill Run Baptist Church Ban- my parents and I decorated their lawn with little miniature pride flags with our lesbian neighbors when I was 6 and they gave us a lifelong ban AND ENFORCED IT!!!! I went there to just skate around the parking lot once and they yelled at me like how on earth do you remember who I am fjdjdjdj

The Uncle Andy is not an bone eating giant one

Thanks for asking! I hope these bring you significant bewilderment and entertainment

[seven-homosexual-dinosaurs]

No cops at pride just Anne and her heelies