#silly hehehe

[blackmetalstar]

JENNA MARBLES??????????????

[dvcky-duck]

new design for my persona :]

[bad-traffic-smp-ideas]

I BONKED THEM TOO HARD I'M SORRY

THE RED AND GREEN ONES THINK THEY'RE IN THE FIRST GAME AGAIN HELP

No... this is perfect. Keep it going. Keep reminding Xelqua what he's done <3

[multiplicityofmind]

It used to be a position held in high regard, these mystical beings able to see past servers and predict events - many supposed they ascended to some sort of godhood, a reward for their devotion and ability to discern (in some ways one might suppose they have).

Scholars in search of knowledge, wanting to capture every bit of history, wanting to be able to paint every map given the ability to do just that, but that sort of power corrupts. (Man was never meant to know this much, man was never meant to hold this power; gifted eyes to see all, 3 pairs of wings to witness, and only the goddess herself knows how it came this far)

old scripts spoke of watchers as if they were the same as players - interspersed magical beings capable of supporting worlds, no stranger than any other hybrid or mage. Those tales do not often make circulation without death following.  Lore began to develop, and tales began to twist - soft, guiding hands became scarred and shoving, insistent even.

No one is truly sure how much power they hold or how long they live, some cower and summon firewalls to keep them out, some worship and praise, and some mourn - mourn what was and what will be.

it's not often a new watcher is appointed - but when they are it's certainly a spectacle. those who ascend willingly are often regarded as pure and powerful .. those who fight tooth and nail? the tales of servers ripped into nothing but code, taking the players with them speak much louder than their future attempts.

[i23kazu]

how i feel when someone reblogs my stuff with a really really nice tag

[kookydoodleky]

Pomni is having the best moment of her digital life

She’s also about to faint

[bl00dalchemist]

Kabru's always on the verge of having a crisis and i think that's very funny.

[doctorsiren]

“It would eat you alive, Sixer”

(Available as a print on my Etsy shop)

[r0sh11]

[youre-dreaming-302]

Heaven’s 愛 302 - PlayStation 2 - 2003

[blackkatdraws2]

[Toon x Mobster] She likes her smile

Again, I would like to specify that the horns on Grace Huffman's head are for artistic reasons and she is human, not a demon.

Hazel Adams likes Grace Huffman's smile because, as a toon, she loves it when she sees other people happy. [One of the main jobs of being a toon is to entertain and make people laugh.]

She's not so different from Jack Desmond to be honest.

Heh.

[lilybug-02]

Patience and responsibility....that's a promise....right?

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--Full Series--

An exorcism? In my family-friendly Deltarune? It's more likely than you may think. The backgrounds here were very interesting! Much more complex than how I usually do them (especially that computer).

Player POV:

Feral energy.

[stardynamite]

Previously…

And now…

Part 4/7

I’M BACK GUYS

yep the Mikey hair comic is still going lmao

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[caycanteven]

sigh...

...he's hot your honor

Horror belongs to Sour Apple Studios

[angelcake10023]

New pfp just dropped 🏳️‍🌈

Redraw of screenshot below

[kerryweaverlesbian]

Sam: hey Cass! I made you a drivers licence to go with your truck. Kind of a tradition between me and Dean that when you first drive by yourself you get one with your real name. Well, I guess two people isn't much of a tradition, but, here! I know it's a bit late but, y'know, there was a lot going on.

Cas: thank you that's very.............[squints at the details] the name is wrong.

Sam: Oh, well, you needed a surname and I thought Winchester would be-

Cas: No, that's fine. But my name is Cas.

Sam: Yeah, I put Cass.

Cas: No, it's Cas. With one S. My name is Castiel. Can you not- do you not know how to spell my name? Sam, if you need to borrow Jack's reading books, you just need to ask him, he'd be happy to help you.

Sam: Wh- dude I know how to spell! But we've been spelling your name as Cass-two-Ss this entire time. That's how you spell Cass!

Cas: We? As in, both of you? And - not Bobby surely? He knew how to spell my name?

Sam: Look, look, look I can prove it. [Pulls out his Blackberry that he's kept since 2009 and scrolls up a text chain with Dean] Look, "CASS said we're all boned." That's like two days after he met you.

Cas: I- this is...ah I understand. You faked this. You're doing a prank on me. Some sort of Gabriel-esque unreality game. I will not be fooled again, as I was when you showed me the video of "house hippos". Well played, Sam, but not well enough.

Sam: I'm not- urgh, [calling out] DEAN

Dean [yelling back from the kitchen] YEAH?

Sam: HOW DO YOU SPELL CASS? ONE S OR TWO?

Dean: HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN HIM, MAN? IT RHYMES WITH ASS. TWO.

Sam: see? And Dean gave you that name so really, he's the authority. You're Cass.

Cas:

Sam:

Cas:

Sam:

Cass, resigned: our partnership has been built on a foundation of misunderstanding and foolishness. But still we must endure. Thank you for the card. Samm.

Samm: You're welcome. Hey. Did you just feel like a, reverberation in the universe? Like something small but significant has changed?

Cass: No.

Samm: Ah, that's a relief.

Deen: HEY EVERYBODY, COME GET SOME LUNCH.