#smallzramble

[smallz-o]

does anyone else interpret ramons neathead + goggles as like- aviator hat??

like this but red

[smallz-o]

just remembered whenever sunny referred to or adressed pomme itd always be "pomme, my sister pomme"

im not okay i miss them so much they were the sweetest ever i

[smallz-o]

q!tubbo is a manipulative little shit and i love omfg.

some things i noticed just in general:

his emphasis on saying how much he 'cares', he says it a lot specifically toward the end of the stream when theyre fixing the farm

after most the times he yells or snaps he's quick to pacify immediately after, either that or act like nothing happened

he'll occasionally have moments of clarity where he seems conf and guilty even

he's still very careless about his physical health, as seem when he wws jumping of the second floor of spawn multiple times, and when he jumped off the tower

there's probably more but i gtg somewhere hehe

[smallz-o]

for anyone wondering this is the clip i rlly want to animate rn ive been thinking about it all day and i have so many ideas i just cant anima it how i want it to look

[smallz-o]

was i the only one who thought qfit was missing an eye in his lore finale? when he changes to the goggle skin he has both eyes tho

anyway qfit has one eye to me, sorry but also no im not fuck you send post

[smallz-o]

me when poly morningcrew shows up on my homepage: B)

[smallz-o]

shitposting

[smallz-o]

im cold, soggy from rain, and thinking about soul sacrificers again, (specifically during purg)

like- everyone on team soulfife was always so so cold,

i like to imagine on nights where it got too freezing they would curl up in eachother on the ground near the coals of whatever remained of the evenings fire. both of them are still freezing, but they still cling for the slightest bit of warmth.

or maybe they just felt a little less dead when being held

idk

[smallz-o]

fav bit of tubbos breakdown is fitpac actively making it way fucking worse. Pac being like "Hey do since phils gonna murder you in cold blood can I have your factories :D" and fit doing the verbal equivalent of slapping someone having a panic attack and yelling 'SNAP OUT OF IT'

REALLLL

THEY SEE A GUY REPEATING THE MONTRA "ITS FINE" AND HIT HIM WITH THE "ITS NOT FINE"

MORNING CREW ARE ALL AWFUL AT MANAGING STRESSFUL SITUATIONS LMAO

[smallz-o]

thinking about soulfire again ://

[smallz-o]

there isn't enough qfit crossdress on my dash. i want cocktail dresses and poify ballgowns and long satin maxi dresses with big fuckoff slits showing off his scars and body hair and i want

[smallz-o]

all the octonauts r in one big polycule btw

[smallz-o]

this came to me in a dream last night and I don't even fucking write

"Pa! look, Pop Slimes' here!", Sunny grinned. 

"Charlie?" Tubbo had absolutely no fucking clue why or even how Slime had gotten here in the first place. He hadn't seen him in months, hell, he was pretty sure he got crushed to death when the island reset. There was no logical explanation on how he was even alive, let alone here playing with his daughter. "Yeah, how's it going man? It's been a while." the man stretched his arms casually, resting them behind his head. 

"Poppet, is it alright if I borrow your Pop for a moment? I need to talk to him in private," he managed through gritted teeth. Sunny pouted but obliged anyway, walking off to her room to entertain herself. 

Once he was certain the child was out of earshot he turned to Slime with a scowl, pupils in slits. "What in the everloving fuck do you think you're trying to do here?" the man seethed, grabbing the other by the collar of his shirt.  

"I'm spending time with my kid, what does it look like I'm doing?" the slime replied, nervous but attempting to play it off.

"You can't just dissapear for months, only to decide 'oh hey, I'm going to spend time with my kid', and expect everything to be dandy," his grip tightens, "do you have any idea how much fucking child support you owe me?!" 

Slime doesn't meet his eyes, lips pressing into a thin line. Tubbo groans, letting go of the fabric of Charlie's shirt in favor of pressing his palms into his eyes. 

"You can't keep doing this man." He sighs. "You can't just- you can't just keep showing up if you're just going to leave again."

"I know I-" the slime starts.

"No you don't, that girl-" he gestures to the direction of Sunny's room, "looks at you like you hung the sky. And it crushes them, everytime their Pop Slime leaves them behind, makes her think that she wasn't good enough to make him stay." Tubbo glenches his fist in a white knuckled grip.

 "So I think that Pop Slime needs to either get his shit together and be there for our daughter, or he needs to fuck off for good and stop getting our hopes up." 

And with that Tubbo walked off.

[smallz-o]

yknow when the angst is so angsty it proper physically hurts your bones?? like not even exaggerating or using metaphors but it physically causes your arm bones to ache

[smallz-o]

appreciation post for my wife octonozzle

lit my fav boss ever

[smallz-o]

Seeing your art is making me have even more qsmp splatoon au thoughts. Like Mike is probably a splatling main and Pac feels like a brella player.

PAC FUCKING WOULD BE A BRELLA OMFG

also imagine morning crew as a team for splatfest?? this would probs b b4 tazercradt reaches idol status

do you see this vision