#i mean... its all roblox!!

[catsharkzzz]

who the hell gave that little boy the god damn firebrand . for what reason does he have that thing

[ghastigiggles]

I was unable to get the second variant from the tiktok :( I asked op if they'd upload it without the sound but in case they don't I'm posting a bounty for it from the rest of y'all. in any case here's the one I did get

[alicornze7]

So…

*comes out of the closet as a dandy’s world fan*

Flutter is actually my fave alongside pebble

to no one’s surprise

This is for the 4 Flutter fans out there my girl needs more love please-

tho personality-wise Gigi is literally like me fr fr

yes this was an excuse to show you the art I drew on magma DID YOU EXPECT ANY BETTER FROM ME/lh

Probably not gonna do much with this tbh

I actually prefer just lurking in the fandom

[opikiquu]

See i WANT to like melanie but im scared someone’s gonna start talking abt the regretevator lore to me and im gonna be standing there like Uh huhh Yeahh haha .. Folly and uhh.. melanie.. Yeah yeah she was killed.. Uhhuh.. Yah and then umm. MR and the rockssss Uhmmm .. yeah i agree Murder is Nott cool .. Yaaahhh i know (does not know)

[insert-something-funy-here]

I'm probably gonna delete this later, but Blocktales OC doodle!!!

Bro's name is Jay but went with a video game nickname to match with Brad/Griefer

Their weapon is one of the direction signs that are scattered around (he literally just took it with Griefer's help and encouragement). If you couldn't guess by his name, he fights with a more ranged style, usually hitting people with the pointy parts of the arrows on the sign, which requires a decent amount of distance. The way his main attack would work is similar to the sword but instead of holding until in the green you'd tap when in the green and that's the spot they stop in and then they swing away!

(Basically Griefer takes care of everyone up close and Kiting covers by taking care of those just out of his reach)

[r7inyz]

downfall of the roblox myth community is something i think about a lot actually

(me missing a fandom i used to be in but it now very much dead part 100)

[eebie]

i cant keep it hidden any longer

[nightseeye]

Erm. Woman.

Edit heres the entire pose :]

[chestersbraincell]

Finished the winter quest yesterday

It was pretty fun! I'm not sure why people complained about the difficulty of the gifts minigame, ya'll must've been playing with people who clearly didn't want to put in the effort!(the game assigns 7 gifts per player on the server, so if everyone puts in the effort, you can make it, albeit with some difficulty I'll admit).

Personally the hardest part for me was the obby, but that's probably just becaue I am TERRIBLE at obbies(thank goodness for the self-thaw system). The boss battle is a bit of a challenge, but funnily enough considering the ss above, I miraculously pulled it off first try! Failed miserably the other 3 times I was trying to help people, though(I think it strengthens the health bar the more players are in the game, like with the gifts minigame)

[ghoodles]

Are there any active ultrakill roleplay servers... asking for a friend.. (me)...

Listen ive been brainrotting about it again since the revamp update and it hasnt left my brain completely

Preferably discord. I only really do it on there cause. Easier

[voltrixz]

But I stay silly. But I stay silly. And jolly. I stay jolly. <guy currently at the Christmas family gathering.

[wildpaintbrush]

A buncha Speedstar doodles, alongside some other racers. Might try turning the Sonic OVA refrence into something more serious at some point, same goes for the doodle on the bottom right. I'll probably get around to it... eventually.

[moonfall666]

when i was young, adults would always say shit about tv rotting your brain, which obviously isnt true. but now those same adults are getting sucked into AI generated slop on youtube, facebook and instagram and its actually horrifying what its doing to them. i genuinely believe the AI slop is "rotting" their brains. like maybe not literally rotting but u get what i mean. if the brain is a muscle, then theyre atrophying it by not using it

[mtx-lol]

got reminded of a years old problem that wordlessly shifted an already distant relationship with a parents friends child into absolute nothing, drawing sesh ruined

[kobeniliker]

im mad at my parents and i dont want to do my summer schoolwork. or, insignificant ramblings from a child who doesn't know anything.

Guilt of rest is all consuming. Cant take harsh words from you. This is your fault, not the system we live in. you say, as i run on a hamster wheel, in a cycle of meaningless work and meaningful tears. Endless. I cant take breaks. The world is quite literally on fire. How is this any reprieve? I turn a blind eye and become ignorant for a time, though as it turns out i am always ignorant because at least im not the one being bombed or tortured or killed. Be grateful. 

the breaks i take are too long, when i do rest. The world keeps fucking turning. Wake up in a body that aches and a brain that is too loud. Wake in a room that feels like being cooked in an oven even through air conditioning, but its still better than outside. Wake up in a world where this is just another day. Its so hard just to keep on living. You want me to do more? Its a miracle im still alive. 

Why cant we be content with that. Why do you expect great things from me now. I will be great in my own time. I have done great things. I have laughed, i have cried, i have immersed myself in the dark and cold,  i have made music from wood and steel, i have listened, i have spoken, and i will do so much more. It is not enough, though. It is not profitable. 

Your happiness is not profitable. Why buy when you have all you need? Your misery is profitable. The drive to have enough, to consume, to feel secure. I am neither. I am angry. I want to make them suffer and drag them down and make them feel all the confusion and pain and fear and anger of a queer neurodivergent hispanic honors student living in the world that they fucking built. And then. And then i want to tear it down.

The world will keep turning either way. 

[cup1dluvhss]

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ BIMBO!READER HEADCANNONS, written by cup1dluvhs

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ more bimbo!reader hcs (sfw)

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˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ you always respond to comments of girls hitting on hamzah in his tiktok’s with the most diabolical shit ever, because you know that practically everyone knows your his girlfriend and some people just do it despite this, especially girls who have a decent following and think they can pull him because of this. ‘sweetheart— did you actually reply to this girls comment with ‘so so chopped, girl’ ?’ hamzah says, a smile instantly coming onto your face as you raised your brows at him. ‘last time i checked i’m the only one who should be commenting ‘raw, next question’ under your videos, baby.’

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ you constantly walk around the house in barely anything, and always manage to somehow accidentally walk into a room where hamzah’s recording in your underwear. he’ll be recording a gameplay with martin, and you’ll enter the cameras view behind him in lacy panties and a baby tee with no bra on, hamzah’s head instantly snapping behind him to gawk at you. ‘baby—fuck you look good, but i’m recording.’ he’ll say, a laugh escaping his mouth as he hears a little ‘fuck!’ from you as you scamper out of view, instantly grabbing a blanket to cover yourself up.

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ ever since moving in with him, you’ve made his house your own, even his cats. you bought red and blue little red and blue collars with their names on them, bedazzled with little rhinestones and gems to match your own aesthetic. when hamzah noticed it for the first time, he was incredibly happy that you were so in love with his pets that you’d buy them things. ‘hey, did you get red and blue new collars?’ he’ll ask, walking into your shared bedroom as you sat at your vanity, doing your makeup. ‘yeah, aren’t they so cute?’ you’ll say as hamzah moves closer to you, pressing a little kiss on your neck as you smile. ‘i love them.’

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ when your out with hamzah and another guy hits on you, which happens very frequently, you’ll make it very clear that your currently in a relationship and have no interest in them whatsoever by gesturing towards your boyfriend or looking them up and down. ‘hey, my friend thinks your hot and wants your number.’ a random guy will say at a bar, your eyes drifting off toward his friend as your grip on hamzah’s hand tightens, his body moving closer to you. ‘is your friend fucking blind, or something?’ you’ll say, a smile making its way onto hamzah’s face as you’ll raise your interlocked hands, a scowl on your face as you turn your body away from them, dragging hamzah with you.

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ you always ask hamzah to do jobs around the house to help you out, and he does get busy, but you’ll still scold him if he forgets to do the dishes or feed red and blue like you asked him to do earlier that day. ‘seriously? you’ve been playing roblox all day with martin, hamzah, and i’ve been working.’ you’ll groan as you straddle him on the couch, your legs either side of his body as his large hands are resting lazily on your waist. ‘m’sorry, sweetheart. i’ll do them later, yeah?’ he’ll say, but you won’t take ‘later’ for an answer, because you know later means never. ‘later? when’s later, hamzah?’ you’ll say, your expression fading to one of annoyance as he sighs, his grip on your waist tightening. ‘you’re gonna make me do them now, aren’t you?’ he’ll say, watching you as you nod profusely. ‘oh, absolutely. move your ass.’

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ hamzah will always comment incredibly inappropriate compliments under your lip syncing posts, but your relationship has gotten to the point where everyone knows your dating and he doesn’t have to bother holding back on making it known how much he loves you. ‘beautiful. no protection tonight?’ he’ll comment, and you’ll always reply, matching his freak with something like ‘i’m wearing the lacy ones you like.’ which will instantly have people in the replies losing their minds.