#where did you come from cotton eyed joe

[metaphorical-goblin]

Would you guys still love me if I wrote some funky fish lovings

[impeerpressure]

to the random tumblr user who has liked one (1) post of mine with no tags. who are you. why did you like the one post where @blueflare7 just said “tits.” and i said “no.” what impression do you have of me. where did you come from

[aestheticpaperowl]

Being in my 20s, I once thought my cringe era would be long behind me

It’s still here

And the memories of the old keep haunting me

D:

[seven-winged-liar]

Thanks for two hundred followers? Where did y'all come from? where did y'all go isn't this just cotton eyed joe . what

In celebration I'll think about letting one of the beasts out of the drafts

[the-real-list-of-ominous-threats]

not a threat but what's a short story that you read somewhere between 6th grade and 10th grade (or in college literature class) that left you whispering 'what the fuck what the fuck' at the end and recovering for the rest of the day

[explodingfurby]

low quality octagons: m

[dagdasgodslayer]

UNPROMPTED || ALWAYS ACCEPTING! || @wrongtrain

wrongtrain asked: "I have never been to an actual subway before!" He chirped, following Nanashi a little bit too closely as he looked around. This place was a lot different from Hilda and Hilbert's world. A lot of buildings were in poor condition, but they all seemed to be in different stages of deterioration, like some had been abandoned a long time ago while others had only been abandoned recently. He liked the ones that were more or less completely destroyed! He could see the remnants of human life inside of it that way, without having to take a full detour from their destination. He also quite liked that there wasn't a sun, honestly. It was always so bright whenever he departed from the Velvet Room with either of the wild card possessing twins, but he didn't have that problem here! He could look up at the sky as much as he wanted without worrying about blinding himself by mistake. Though it was definitely making him pay less attention to what was under his own two feet, and he kept tripping and stumbling on jagged cracks and holes in the road.

[If Nanashi hadn't thought it before, he was thinking it now: this guy was fucking weird.]

[Maintaining a chipper attitude whilst walking through the literal ruins of Tokyo was...not impossible, but uncanny. He and his sister were guilty of childlike optimism, sure, but they'd been born and raised here -- this guy looked old as Hell. There was no way he would be a stranger to their fallen Tokyo, but he acted like it was brand-new and fun. It was...weird, not seeing an old fart who was miserable and hopeless over Tokyo's current state.]

[His bright and cheery attitude might even be welcome, if it wasn't for the fact that his eagerness came from the destruction of Tokyo. It was like he was admiring it. For once, he could see where Nikkari and Manabu were coming from with their repetitive insistence that "this is no game." It was hitting Nanashi now, of all times, that their country was incredibly far-gone.]

[God, now HE felt old. Old people were the only ones who lamented Tokyo's current state.]

[Emmet hammered in the idea that he was a total outsider with his next statement, though. He'd never been to a SUBWAY? Y'know, the shelters that EVERYONE in Tokyo had taken residence in??? Where was this guy from, Mikado?]

[Actually, that might explain the weird wardrobe...]

❝ What the fuck are you talking about? ❞ [Nanashi stopped in his tracks, sparing an inquisitive glance to the stranger.] ❝ Aren't you a little old to have never seen a subway? Are you from Mikado or something? ❞

[Honestly, it was a good thing that Flynn had changed the game in regard to the public perception of Mikado, otherwise Nanashi would really have a bone to pick here.]

[nijae-roni]

quick doodle of me? possessed by Bill

bill!me would break the 4th wall, always staring into the camera

bill!me would be obsessed with my s/o, even beyond the usual

bill!me would try to throw my friends off, but everyone's already used to my ADHD ridden shenanigans that they think I just had a liter of brown sugar milktea

the only way my friends would know I'm possessed is if bill!me said no to boba

no literally that's the ONLY way for them to know

idk what else to write, I'll ask my friend to help later maybe

[goldrushenthusiast]

not to suggest anything but I think someone upset about their almost-wife leaving them for another man wouldn’t make a song entirely about the other man...where did he come from? where did he go? why do YOU care about cotton eyed Joe so much? jealousy is a foul stench and you reek of it you funny music man

[neonpinkmclaren]

you put your second needle down for three seconds and suddenly it transported into another dimension

[ralseinumberonebiggestsupporter]

love it when people who are definitely not bots follow me without ever interacting with a single one of my posts like where did you come from

[justsomehumanwithwifi]

How are y'all becoming famous I am finding so many of you on Pinterest and have no idea who you are

[mayorwhisper]

Cotton eye Joe?

[theplxnetsystem]

Tumblr anons have started following me and I feel fear- who are you people- where did you come from- I didn't even post any art yet wtf do you want from me

[unamused-goose]

Nothing, NOTHING, is more terrifying… than finding a spider in the corner of your room, looking away for ONE SECOND! And when you look back.. it’s gone. Time to pack the bags it is now that spiders house.

[203y]

dude i get followed by The most fuckin random ppl on twt. like supposedly a UoSC law teacher yet without so much as a single like of any of my tweets bro where did you come from