Nice. Would Have Also Called Them Gromit And Skippy.

Nice. Would have also called them Gromit and Skippy.

day 7

posters alone

fun fact - these are (technically?) their canon full names. the voice actors for the German dub of SF are credited under these names. no idea if this was something cut from the original and accidentally added or something the German creditors just made up for fun.

... And then when he died, I became the father. All is according to plan.

Reblogging cuz lazy big cats. Everyone loves big cats.

Me and my mutuals rebloging the same post

AAAAAAAH CHARLIE'S FOOT IS ON FIRE!!!! 🥴😵 😱 😭 🚒 🚑 🚨 🚨

Impeccable matching pfp potential

It seems like after 8 years, I'm still not done grieving about my Dad. He died when I was 23, I had to finish up college still so my grief was a bit delayed. It was tough. And of course I decided to stay with Mom a couple of years because I did graduate and didn't like the idea of moving to a big city for a career position. So I've just been sitting on this degree now, computer art. I mentioned that I do some art here on Tumblr but I don't like posting on DA much at all anymore or just trying to post things elsewhere to Instagram or something. But my Instagram is linked to my Facebook. Anyways I have been in a slightly bigger city than the small town I've grown up in. At least for four years. I had a large psychotic break after starting working at McDonald's. I've worked at McDonald's a lot somehow. But I am loving being at my new job since 2021. I am an EVS technician which is basically a glorified janitor. I had mostly worked in OB but things have changed here and there after my trainer passed away. I wish I was kidding. She always seemed like she had something going on and she wasn't much older than what my Dad was when he passed, still they both smoked and they both passed from heart issues. Then what's worse is that even I ended on bad terms with my boyfriend from college. After I graduated in 2017, it seemed like he wanted nothing to do with me. There was not really a lot of closure or clarification for the things he did. He wasn't really physically abusive but emotionally manipulative. I can't believe I was attached and attracted to him for 4 years. And about a year or two ago he had to pass away from pneumonia. I'm hoping that I can find his grave because I used to visit him in his hometown when we were dating. I don't really think I want to get in touch with his family, unless they approach me first. I don't want to be seen as the obsessed ex girlfriend ( I was his girlfriend even though I was discovering that I'm enby, he never wanted to even consider the fact that he might be gay at all ) and I'll be going up there this August for a family reunion. I might just use my own car too for a bit more freedom. My mom doesn't think it's a good idea but this place is about 6 hour drive from where I live now. I'm in a good living situation but I've made a friend here who's not so much. But he should be moving soon I think. I should at least help him out. And I broke down at my family reunion yesterday with cousins, second and even third cousins. Cousins more recognizable to me because we see each other at least once a year. It gets hard when everybody changes and I know that's the beauty of it. I heard the morning doves in the evening and felt a particular kind of somber. "Even when everyone else moves on, I haven't." Dad's still gone, I feel like I'm forgetting more and more about him as time goes on. I don't want to. I thank God that he passed without any pain though. I thank God that he had given me Dad's truck when he passed away and then I was able to sell it, split the funds in order to get my car and so did my sister. But Godamn it I don't feel this way much anymore. I still want you to be here. I still remember being at Mount Rushmore all those years ago with you. I feel like I will see you again some day but how much longer will I lose my mind just thinking about you actually being gone? It's not fair my grandparents had to see you go and outlive you. Everything will be fine. I'm okay. I just don't know when I'll stop counting the years. Now you know some of my cool fucking backstory.

Someone found Satan from Smiling Friends.