The way you write your Tumblr posts makes me think you move like a TikTok cosplayer
theres a grenade in my inbox
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mob psycho on the eggs oc blog everyone point and laugh
NOOOOO NO SNIFF SNIFF (CRYING)
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how does it feel to have the best doctor who opinions on this idiot website
*bats my eyes beautifully at you*
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Kokichi making a potion in Shuichi’s bathtub while Shuichi is making mud soup in the sink (Gundham was babysitting)
Kokichi: CACKLING EVILLY, SURELY THIS POTION SHALL CURSE HIS ENEMIES FOR THE REST OF THEIR DAYS
Shuichi: good soup nice soup making good warm soup for all my friends :)
Gundham "The Cool Uncle" Tanaka: *approves of both and is helping Kokichi cast his evil little spells on the "potion"*
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Was honestly suprised I still had a section when I came back to work 😅 most of it was recovered to some degree (not GREAT but it wasnt a complete trainwreck)
All the clearance babyclothes sold which was funny bc I packed that shit as full as I could
Ofc now EVERYTHING is liquidated (but not the stupid long sleeve shirts 🤔 all the jeans are but not the shirts...) but the liquidation lady is very nice and I know she doesnt mind me taking my time with it (though I probably can do it in one go)
Nike Shitë is moved to clearance even though it ISN'T but I'm low enough that I'd rather dump it there and pray sgshdhdh
And I looked up the layout bc I forgot what my second item on the endcap is supposed to be (i think it's boys tees but well we'll see if I get to it/have enough bc what I currently have on there is at inventory of 800+ and the boys shirts are like 150? 200? Not enough for an endcap sgdgdgdgd) and I was like well that's new... they have it laid out where each table length is supposed to be a certain item/type and 👀 but also 😬 bc in order to do that we have to move allll my shit for new tables
Anyway I brought it up to Bootleg FGM and he was like huh... that's the first I'm hearing of this/seeing it... yeah don't worry ab it. As long as the flow of your items (like how I group types) is fine, dont worry ab it sgdgdgdg like mkay gonna toss ya under the bus if I get yelled at for it 👋😊
Anyway ANYWAY ofc my anxiety blew it all out of proportion and it was a normal Monday sgdgdggd thank God
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anyway i really liked taylor's new album and bullies on the internet can't do anything about that <3
do you wanna kill yourself with me?
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*sees new blog in the KQ tag, walks over to it to observe with a tilted head of curiosity* Huh! You're new! Welcome to our tiny fandom! Hope you stick around.
*looks up from a pile of wips and ideas, scurries over* Oh I shall stick around indeed!!!!! I'll mostly be Alexander posting (he's just so blorbo (<- i don't quite understand what that means but it sure is words)) but I'm trying to restrain myself for I wish to finish writing the blind au and the time travel fic BEFORE I start yet another one...
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i want to make all those delicious recipes on the internet but there are so many obstacles:
cups. why cups. WHY WOULD YOU USE CUPS JUST GET A FCKIN SCALE HOW HARD CAN IT BE
ingredients. sure yeah i'll just pop over to my grocery store where i will surely be able to buy salted butter/pandan leaves/salted duck eggs/that really specific one cake mix by a brand that doesn't even exist in my country oh wait
cooking utensils. I HAVE A WELL EQUIPPED KITCHEN for where i live. do i have a steamer? lol.
unfreezing things. this one isn't on anyone other than thermodynamics but by the time a thing's unfrozen, the ability-to-do-task window has passed, so i might as well not try
cooking is like right underneath doing laundry on the executive-function-demanding-tasks list and making delicious recipes of things i actually want to eat would make it easier, HOWEVER, above nonsense makes it harder, and this is why i eat fucking spaghetti carbonara six out of seven days a week 😭😭😭
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ultimately harmless pokemon theory that isnt popular at all and coulddd work i guess but annoys me and i feel the need to comment on it bc the episode reminded me of it and im just some guy bitching on my blog #74747382: ash’s rowlet is toucannon’s affair baby and thats why the trumbeak is angry at it a lot
its not awful but it makes no sense with the established lore (bc it relies on the idea that pokemon can inherit their father’s species) and i feel it just squanders the found family theme of SM
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Under the Wave
Fandom: Tales of Arcadia (Cartoons)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships/Characters: Morgana, Nari, Bellroc, Skrael, Original Characters
Theme: Origin Story (Wizards Non-Compliant), Explorations of Identity, Gender, Magic, Recovery, and Divinity
Chapter 27; A Treaty Formed on Arcane Bonds
Everything goes horribly as Bellroc attempts to protect the children from the king's wrath, but then the unthinkable happens and everything they worked towards seems for nought.
The horses at once panicked, throwing off many of their riders, and the beasts ran to escape certain death as some mortals chased after them, but not enough to make a difference.
Anar reared back on their legs, roaring once again with everything the young whelp had. They ripped at the king’s soldiers, bending and blunting blades. They spun, uprooting trees, toppling stones as Bellroc was forced to throw themself out of harms way.
Without magic there was not much Bellroc could do, but they encircled the human they knew was king, mind racing to find a way to defend not just themself, but the children as well. An archer fired an arrow and whizzed past their wooden antler, and Bellroc froze, not in terror but in rage.
They leapt for the archer, baring their teeth, and wrenched the wretched bow from their hands, yelled in fury and broke it in pieces. The archer went to grab an arrow from their quiver and paused as Anar let out a blood-curdling shriek, stumbling backwards as something hissed ominously against the stone of their foot.
For a moment there was stillness, beyond the thrashing of the whelp, and Bellroc’s stomach sank as they saw what had happened. They ran to the young troll, were thrown back into the air, and ran back again panting, hands shaking as they tried to touch the eggshell crushed into the rotting foliage and fresh manure.
“No - no - no, this isn’t your time, this isn’t your time,” Bellroc said, as though speaker magic could save the unborn dragon from its untimely death.
— Ties in with Primordial Awakenings, Primordial Awakenings - Deleted Scenes, Under the Sun, and the rest of The Heart of Janus au.
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