I just gave myself a static shock on my left hand that was so strong that it feels numb
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Gordon should NOT get a biological hand back(if he does it’s busted to all hell and mostly numb). And any prosthetic he gets sucks ass unless it has a cartoony switchable feature that lets him adapt to certain tasks because even high tech prosthetic hands with the correct reaction speeds will never beat gun arm if your goal is shooting something.
What im saying is he makes a million different hands for himself to the point where he has “fork hand” and “screwdriver hand” and “scissor hand” ect
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It’s 7:30 in the morning and I’m exhausted but I don’t know if I’ll be able to fall asleep again any time soon….
It’s like I was *just* starting to heal from having my heart and trust shattered 3 years ago, and now it’s happening all again, only this time I don’t have the church to go to for comfort/prayer/encouragement. And instead of a friendship I had for 2-3 years, it’s a church I’ve been going to for TWENTY TWO YEARS
I feel like I’m living in the twilight zone, this can’t actually be happening, right?
(I’m not okay, I keep crying and I just want to wake up from this nightmare)
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WHEN LIFE HANDS YOU ART LEMONS YOU MAKE CHIBI LEMONADE.
just wanted to get Mister Carnival Glass Ryelta over there out on paper so I could prove his colors are wack and then remembered that chibis are fun and easy and low pressure so i made Ares too and i'm vaguely annoyed at how tryhard I went on chibis.
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Something that I saw as funny when talking about R!Schlatt with my boyfriend.
...Was literally thinking about Schlatt getting to Qs place, being like "missed me?~" With Quackity slamming the door close. Schlatt literally saying that he doesnt really have a place to stay (like...Connor is dead, manberg is destroyed etc.) And Quackity yelling that he doesnt care and that its Schlatt problem......opening the door five minutes later. Schlatt literally looking at his nails, leaning against a poll before looking at Quackity. "I knew that ya will open the door. Ya dont really pull off that bad guy look."
my bf: I can just envision the smug smile appearing on his face when he looks at Quackity after he opens the door again
me: Pfff- Quackity would definitely want to wipe that smirk off of that mans face-
Schlatt looking around the empty streets and sarcastically saying "I see...you have been doing great without me~"
my bf: Quackity’s wings trembling behind him, the feathers standing on end for a brief second and his nose scrunching up with distaste. Him breathing out through clenched teeth, forcing himself to relax and asking in a measured tone, “Are you going to keep being a jackass or are you going to come inside?”
me: The man simply lifting a brow, letting out a small chuckle. "Ya know better than anyone that I can do both." Inviting himself to finally step inside. Taking it upon himself to look around the interior "Not bad. Seems like there are actually people that can build."
my bf: Quackity hating the way his heart soars when Schlatt compliments the space, clearing his throat and saying “I know.” in a clipped tone. “Don’t fucking touch anything.”
me: Schlatt walking forward before half-turning his head to look at the duck hybrid. "Cant really do anything about touching the floor." Before waving his hand in a dismissive tone. "Look, it's not like I can possibly steal anything. What will I do with that stuff? Try to sell it back to you?"
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