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So I figured out a more precise location for where John and Jake live this morning. I'm a very serious rper.
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@judgenexecutioner started following you
For some reason this won’t let me @ you. But hey, I’m Mari/Theo. What’s up? Aside from what I see of Luci terrorizing you. He does that.
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@judgenexecutioner gasp thank
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judgenexecutioner replied to your post “I leave to feed and come back to nonsense. What has this world come...”
Apparently the answer to this is "tumblr".
This is weird. I did not sign up for this,
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i surprise bought him the dress, even though he said not to at the time. :)
featuring @judgenexecutioner
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judgenexecutioner replied to your post:6'4 my friends
Giant.
excuse you thats only slightly taller than average how tall are you 5′1
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@judgenexecutioner
Once Karkat got the confirmation message from John about Jake's location, the cherub doodled a quick sigil or two, then took off for Florida. He only hoped Jake really was ok and that he wouldn't question Karkat too much.
Fuck how was he supposed to get Jake to John's house anyway??? He didn't own a car!! Ooooh fuck, maybe Jake wouldn't mind if Karkat picked him up and carried him there?? He would... think of something when he got there.
After landing safely out of human sight, Karkat power walked around the area, looking for his sort of friend. "JAKE?? JAKE WHERE ARE YOU? IT'S ME KARKAT."
Yeah maybe not a smart idea to scream everywhere, but Karkat was worried for his sort of friend so he didn't really care.
#ic#face to face#judgenexecutioner#((hopefully this is good???#((oh and the sigils kar drew are of course meant to keep humans from noticing his angelic nature btw#((hope thats ok
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Talking about his youth had gotten John thinking about his brother, which had gotten him thinking about their family. It just so happened to coincide with a holiday completely devoted to making him wistfully nostalgic, even if he wasn’t technically American or any of the other nationalities that celebrate the day today.
This whole line of thinking led to an interesting and potentially amusing path: Moro. The child gifted to them by some power that be’s decision. As a reward for their reconciliation? Who knows. At any rate, he wonders how much it would irritate Jake if he were to receive a Mother’s Day card, since it is his genetics showing up in the matrilineal tests. Or even just a wish in the wind.
But he can’t bring himself to make that the first thing he says to him after the last time they saw one another, so it remains just that. An idle joke.
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@judgenexecutioner FIGHT ME
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judgenexecutioner liked your post:all of this shit makes me want to throw up...
and what the fuck you want kid
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judgenexecutioner replied to your post: Time to get my dick pierced
Ow?
Yep
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judgenexecutioner replied to your post: I asked if Carlos was really dead and Destiny...
Spoilers.
oh, are you planning on watching?
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judgenexecutioner replied to your post: a nice angel gavum me icecream!!!!!
Hey seb!
hi mister!!! um um um!!! immum seb!
i can wiggle my wings!!!!
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The two of you couldn't quite go out yet. That pesky sun was getting in the way. While you have your shadows, this is supposed to be a leisurely trip, so you don't feel like using them, and Paolo doesn't mind.
You're sitting leaned against him reading, and he has a handheld he is playing some game or other on. Music plays in the background. It seems lovely until you're suddenly sobbing for seemingly no reason.
It takes you a few moments to realize why: it's the song. It's stupid the way it makes you think of your brother and how you miss him and how sorry you are. You start saying that over and over, curling into Paolo, knowing your brother can't hear you but fervently wishing he could. He pulls you into his lap, petting you and murmuring comforting words until you can calm down enough to explain what happened and to apologize to him too for losing it.
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@judgenexecutioner replied to your post:I don’t do greeters, I tell myself, as I make a...
Are you bitter? I’m Jake! It’s nice to meet you.
I’m literally made of bitterness. Nice to meet you, Jake. I used to know a Jake. He hates me now.
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@judgenexecutioner yeah just sore
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