#who knoes

[gallifreyanhotfive]

I need to introduce denim to the High Council of Gallifrey. Give me the Jeans of Rassilon. The Jorts of Rassilon even. I want to see all those Time Lords wearing their jobes and their big Gallifreyan jollars.

[jeanmoreausautismstickers]

do I wanna work on my nicky fic or my jean + elodie fic or do I want to play the sims

[2leggedshark]

Evil thought: playboy bunny nick

[panthrology]

OHHMYGOOODDDD CHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA<33333333333333333333333333333333 - @teddybeartoji

KICKING MY FEEEEEET MICKEY I USED TO BE SOOO OBSESSED ����

it was so bad like 😭 chuuya walked so gojo could run like that is my MAAAAN U GET IT 💜💜💜

[streamdotpng]

Gonna stream when i wake up

[qjaidens]

should i make a queue

[spyderslut]

@mdeventually this is so us

my fav quote by freud is definitely the one where hes writing to his fiancee and hes like im gonna make you eat so much you are just a little weak baby and im a big cokehead

[rustbeltbabey]

chomsky dead???? prehaps??? LMAOO

[poptartregreteva]

EDIT: since people keep liking this im gonna make it my intro post now HAH

Sawnoob tr:ud ask blog. automatically

#HCS below VV

um. ok how do i do this

Ace and like slightly aro

NOT trans

still remembers what he did and is trying to forget it ever happened

#how do you post hcs

hangs out in the deep dark woods when it's day because the sunlight hurts his eyes like hell

He HAS to have eyebags if he stays up talking to people (anons and just. Blogs) a bunch

#fuck i gotta make the numbers even umm

fluffy in certain spots and has no more Ŝ̷̡̢̢̡̡̛̠̮̱̫͔̩̹͇͓͔̗͇͇̜̺̞͈͇̭̖̘̣͇̩̮̻͕̼͚̣̳̩̠̫̻̬̦̫͔͖̻͙̪̱̃̅̈́͑̊̃̽͒̌̾̆̓͜͝͝͝Ē̵̢̨̛̛̟͙̭͖̝̥̳̠̗̗͈͚̲̠̟̜̥̪̬͂̀̈́̈́̉̿͛̈́̇͑̀̋̌́̽̉̈́̉̈́̈́̓̍͋͋̅͑͆̂̽̈̄̉̈̿̒̚̕͠͝͝͝Ȩ̶̡̨͙̦̟̩͍̭̙̩͍̪̝̜͇͎̱̲̩̹̩͖̦̹̱̭̰̥̠̀̓͜ͅͅ ̸̨͖̯͙̦̈̄̾͆̀̎̃̀͛̆̽̋̆͑̿̑͂̈͌̾̃̋̀̅̓͂̚̕͝͝͠Ň̷̨̡̢̘̭̙̜̘̯͇̬̼̙̰͕͈̤̹̩̖̹̗͔̎͘͜͜͜ͅͅͅǪ̷̡̲̯̖̝͉̺̹͇̬̘̭̘͙̥̞̮̣̼̰͈̼͉̞͚̺̱͙͓͍̲̗̜̘͖̤͕͉̗̇͗͂̌͊̃͆͂͌̈́̊̈́̀̍͊̊̐̐̄͆̀̈́́͊̄͂̐̋́̈́̐̏͗̏̽̅̓̾̇̐̕̚͜͝͠͝͠ͅͅ ̴̢͚̭̈̈́̈͆͌͆́̃́̏͑̂͂̆͛̎̀̈̒͑̈́̓͛̀̔̈̆͗͊̎͒̋̓̾͘͝͝E̴̖͍͔͎̘̘͒ͅV̷̨̛̗̭͓͓̪̫̘̻̫͚̰̠̻̭̟̠̫͒͂̇̀̅́̍̃̔̀̉̉̔̽̾͒͊͜͜͝ͅİ̴̢̨̧̛͔̟̜̻̗̬̖̥̻̭̳̥̱͖̹̺̙̭̱͈̬̥͍̘̲̞͚͍́͆̊͛̇̃͂̉̕ͅͅL̶̢̧̡̛̠̖̫̠̖̱̗̠͍͈̺̞̬͇̙͕͕̼͉̮̱͍̭̦̼̯̻̭̝͌̊̌̿̋͒͊̈́̽̋̌̇͘͜͝ͅ s to give

#yknow what fuck it

autistic but like only the sensory issues and thats it

#Rules below VV

Very obviously a minor, no nsfw

can take gore believe me

#uhhhhh im fuckign tweaking WHAT DO I ADD also this is just a fact abt me

undiagnosed audhd

#Tags below VV

#" Great, how did YOU get here ? " / Asks

#" Me and. .who are YOU ?? " / Crossovers

#" dude what do you need me for " / Mod

#" Hey guys look at this thing i made haha " / Non-ask

#ST :: / Special

[puppypilled-sheep-wife]

Friday's r the best because I keep seeing girls on them

[sparklyoats]

Am having such weird dreams lately..

[wolfythewitch]

Messaging my friend: this is how the conclave tma au can still win

[mythical-illustrator]

Ahhh this is cute.

So, just like yesterday, I planned to stop writing at noon, and I did, and I'm proud of myself, but I have a Fives idea, and I need to get it out of my head and down somewhere. So...here it is.

And I'm tagging @the-bad-batch-baroness because it's Fives. And because I wrote it for her, lol

It's not fair. Fives grimaces as he sidesteps someone on the sidewalk. Okay, that's not fair. His brothers are good men and they deserve to be happy. And he's thrilled that they are. But it's still just not fair. Dogma found a cute little artist who takes him on dates. Jesse's dating a personal trainer he met at a cafe. Tup is dating a dancer he met...somewhere. And he hasn't found a single person. It's not fair. And yeah, yeah. Life isn't fair, he knows that. He does. He's a kriffing clone. He knows better than most that life isn't fair. He just wishes that it was a little more fair. He sighs and runs his hand through his hair. Whatever. He'll either find someone or he won't, it's not the end of the world. "Excuse me! Excuse me Trooper!" Fives pauses and turns, only to stumble back slightly as a woman crashes into him, "Oh! Oh gosh! I'm so sorry! I wasn't actually expecting you to stop!" "It...it's fine." Fives replies as he holds his hands out, "Are you okay, it couldn't have been comfortable to crash into my armor like that." She's cute, a little plump, and her dark hair is pulled into a messy knot at the back of her head, and she's got a set of round wire glasses perched on her nose. She grins at him, and Fives notices that there's some ink on her jaw. Like, actual pen ink, and not a tattoo. "I'm fine, I have extra padding." She jokes easily. "Ah...well, that's good." Fives replies, slightly awkwardly, "Uhm...was there something you needed?" "Oh! Yes! How much does your armor weight?" "...what?" "Your armor? How much does it weigh?" She repeats. "Uh...about 80 lbs, if I'm carrying my entire kit." Fives says slowly. "And it's plastoid, right?" She asks as she looks up at him though her rainbow colored glasses, "Is it hard to move in? Like when you're fighting?" Her face brightens, "Oh! And that skirt thing you're wearing, doesn't it get caught on things?" "Uh...in order. Yes, it's plastoid. No it's not hard to move in, that would defeat the purpose of us wearing it. And my 'skirt thing' is called a kama and it's a perk of rank, and it only gets caught on things sometimes..." He pauses, and his eyebrows creep up when he notices that she's jotting notes in a notebook, "I'm sorry, who are you?" "Oh...uh..." She smiles up at him sheepishly, and she offers her name. "I'm an author. But, like, when I showed up at GAR headquarters to get accurate information, I was told, very politely, to take a hike, so I thought I'd ask an actual trooper-" "I...see..." He says slowly. "How heavy are your blasters? How much training did you need to use them? What's with the shoulder pauldrons? Do they add extra armor? Ooh! Do they add armor to your neck? Shouldn't everyone have one then?" She rambles. "I...hey...hold on! I can't answer if you keep asking questions-" Fives sputters "Oh. I've been told that I talk too much. Sorry. I will stop babbling in three...two...one..." She presses her lips together, and Fives laughs. "How about, you buy me lunch and I'll answer as many questions you have. And in return you let me read your book?" Her entire face brightens, "You want to read my book!?" "Well yeah, I feel like I should if you're writing about Clones." He grins at her, "I'm Fives-" She takes a deep breath and clamps her hand over her mouth, and he laughs, "Ask your question." "I ran into one of your brothers the other day, and he was super rude, and his name was Frank and your name if Fives and how do you get your names?" She asks quickly. "We pick them ourselves." Fives replies, making a mental note about one of his vod and his rudeness. "You can pick your own names and someone picked the name Frank?!" You blurt, "Oh that's so lame. If I could pick my own name it'd be something awesome, like...Xesh!" At that Fives bursts out laughing, "Alright, alright. You owe me lunch if you're going to make me laugh like this."

[plutoons]

Still figuring this guy out… so some Rough doodles

[nyaskitten]

"You could be something special, too bad the ninja hold you back."

(Reference under the cut)

[screwpinecaprice]

It's always fun to find a doodle I forgot making.

I don't know what's up with her but girlllll, you can't be too edgy (stoic-like?), you're our resident anime protagonist. -⁠_⁠-