miss nina do u think u could repost wev u had up lastnight??
i'm in my serial deletion and lame ass uninspired girl era ( also i forgot when this was sent so i actually don't even remember what was up ) but if you want to laugh you can have this weird snip i was writing during the r.s. patches up j.k. para in progress where r.k. grabs him a very interesting blanket/pillow combination skldhshdls
weird exposition + lame stan name puns + kyle simping
the worst thing i’ve ever written but we luv 2 laff
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any time i imagine kid xelqua lounging in grian's house, he is watching sesame street or dragon ball z, with snacks sat on the cushion next to him.
he shoves the snacks into the crease of the couch when he thinks he might get in trouble for eating on the furniture and doesn't want to get caught. (he would not have got in trouble, but now he will, just for that)
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more villains should take a page out of Prospera's book and just go "ohh ohhh you wouldn't send a milf like me to jail ohhh my bones I'm too weak to be held accountable for anything I was just being silly oooo ouch"
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Interest Check: Isopuppy Plushies
Anyone interested in buying isopuppy plushies?
Either as a pattern or actual sewn-by-me toys. Because I have crocheted So Many Toys over my children, and I am thinking it's time to go back to sewing for awhile, but I should also stop rampantly making toys without homes to send them to. So. Casual interest check. I am absolutely making one for myself; this just determines if I should go through the effort of making an actual pattern so I can replicate the process.
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Zen: I'm actually kinda possessive
Me, an independent bitch who hates being told what to do by anyone: *twirling my hair* Tell me more
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Imagine getting up early on Nathan Bateman’s birthday to make him breakfast.
It’s early af and you’re getting everything prepped to make him crêpes and he comes into the kitchen all bleary eyed like “wtf are you doing honey?” Surveying the messy kitchen.
You tell him to go back to bed bc you were gunna make him breakfast. And he grabs you from behind, nuzzles into your neck sleepily, kisses your robed shoulder, “Kyoko can make it.” And then you get in a tiny giggling argument over who he thinks is the better cook “me or Kyoko?”.
Nathan sighs like he just realized he’s not going back to sleep anytime soon. “Baby. She’s a fucking algorithm. She’s the greatest chef in the world times a thousand.”
“Nathan that is so rude!”
“Rude? Honey. Please. It’s 5am. Come back to bed. Baby, please. Hey, what’s the problem?”
“There’s nothing I can give you today that you can’t already do or get for yourself!”
“Baby that’s not true, you give me the biggest pounding headaches I’ve ever had. Promise. Now, bed.”
“It’s your birthday and I’m trying to do something nice…”
“Oh shit, you’re right. In that case, as birthday boy, I command you to go back to bed. Don’t worry about your fuckin waffles—“
“Crêpes”
“Sure whatever. Kyoko will figure it out.”
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One of the site supervisors came into the office today, it was literally -2 degrees, cunt was wearing shorts
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