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Oops, I did it again . I am a dumbasssss, and it'll probably happen again. Oh baby baby, lolol 🥲
Supplemental: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
MAG Archives Distant Cousin
REVENGE. REVENGE. REVENGE!
Bestie I have made a mistake. It is 3:33am. I have stuff to do in 5 hours
Art by @elgrajaz of my oc Trouble having to cooperate yet again. For more tips and tricks on how to train your cryptid, go read Ch 12 of Overcome.
“So you don’t have to kill in order to eat?”
“What?” Trouble blinked, startled. “Yeah I do. It’s not like I can let them go after. They’d call the cops or something. I’d get hunted down like a rabid dog.”
“But it’s possible for you. You can eat and leave them still alive.”
“Didn’t you hear what I just said?” He frowned up at F, starting to feel irked. “Eff, I have to.”
“Maybe before you had to, but you’re here now.” F’s eyes looked brighter as he smiled. “I could store someone for you.”
“Like Paul, you mean?” Trouble scoffed. “I’m not trying to find a pet. Whoever you bring me won’t be a friend or an experiment either, Eff. They’ll be food, that’s all.”
“Hmm.” F was gentle as he smoothed down tape to hold the fresh bandage in place. “Let me worry about that.”
Mood fr 😔😔
Girl help! I started reading an abandoned fic that I didn’t think I would get invested in, and now I’m invested!
i'll go first my parents almost named me felicity. which would've been so cool but i definitely would've been like 5x crazier if i was named that
WAIT WHAT
ah yes, what every children's animated series needs
Homestuck references
edit: yes, this was confirmed to be real and on purpose by the previous Lead Art Director on Bluey
Sigh... Therion can you please stop getting kidnapped. Just. Five minutes. (...we died. Twice. Second time it took Alfyn too so... well at least they had each other?)
omgosh I just realized I put "I held a bunny once" instead of "i held a bunny today". like- how?? why????I think it's because the audio "i ate a woman once" is stuck in my brain.
also did I just discover colored text? yes yes I did.
Just a warning, if you have hyper flexibility in your elbows to the point you can pop them as easily as a finger, DON'T. I am currently in a lot of pain and am regretting my life.
Tumblr why... I thought you deleted the first post-
Sorry to whoever saw the nearly same post twice. I’ll try not to make the same mistake again!
Mermay #24 - McCosker’s Wrasse Mer So this time I didn’t feel like doing the twiggy lady mers I usually draw and designed to make this one a little more beefier, if only in the arms. XD; ...and outfit came out kinda punk-rockish so that too. Although... upon further research into wrasses I found out the design I chose was for a male one... I should have figured with the colors, since in nature usually the males are a lot more colorful XD; But alas. I dunno it’s just patterning though and she’s a mer so maybe it’s different for mermaids? I dunno. Anyways, that embarrassment aside, here’s a mer. XD
Words of Wisdom: PUT DOWN THE SCISSORS WHEN YOU'RE SAD!!!!!!!
Lesson: Don't cut your hair while grieving a relationship... =(
me: Oh crikey... what have I done?
mini doodle below me: I look like my dead horrible mother
"Where do you think you're going?" Spike inquired blandly as Faye strode past his position leaning against the wall of the hangar.
"After Lechmere, where do you think?" She snarled in response. Her pride was bruised and her wrist was still smarting from the brutish grip of the bounty that had gotten away, but she wasn't about to stand around and let him off the hook. No, she had a score to settle with that asshole now that he'd laid a hand on her and made her look like a fool in front of Spike and Jet. Although, for that matter, she had a bone to pick with them too.
Pushing off from the wall, Spike tossed his cigarette butt aside. "The fuck you are."
She whirled around to face him. "Excuse you?"
"He already got the best of you once. You really wanna give him another shot?" Spike demanded, stepping closer and gesturing sharply at her face.
In all her fury, she'd nearly forgotten about the split lip and discoloration that was growing on her cheek. Anger had a way of washing away most of her pain, though the fact that her wrist was still throbbing despite her outrage probably meant that it was sprained. That fucker.
"Well, now I know what to expect from him!" She retorted. "So yeah, I'll give him another shot, and I'll wipe the fucking floor with him this time. Besides, how was I supposed to know he had a vendetta against street workers?"
Spike glowered at her. "The bounty on him is because of the way he manhandles prostitutes, Faye! Obviously he's after folks in that type of profession and you made sure to act the part so what else did you expect?"
"I expected my fucking partner to be ready to have my back." Her words were clipped. "I expected either of you to be in place keeping an eye on me. I didn't expect both of you to be distracted by whatever bullshit kept you from looking out for me!"
Guilt spread across his features.
"Yeah." Faye muttered. "Next time I'll know to wear a blonde fucking wig I guess." She sighed, her irritation giving way to disappointment. Of course he'd try to take his anger at his own failure out on her. Well, she wasn't interested in getting caught up in his emotional trainwreck. Resolutely, she pressed on with a genuine concern that would double as a distraction. "How is Jet anyway?"
Spike glanced back towards the interior of the Bebop. "Loopy as shit, last I saw. He'll be fine, it's not like it was poison, just a roofied drink." He looked back at her, regret in his eyes. "Faye, I..."
Heaving another sigh, Faye turned away and resumed her course to her zipcraft. "Save it. I don't need to hear about ghosts haunting you. She's dead. If that ain't enough closure for you... I dunno what is. Get some therapy or something, Spike. You need to get your act together. If I can't count on you..." Her shoulders slumped. "I might as well just finish this job on my own."
The sound of his footsteps followed her to the flight deck where their vehicles were both parked in readiness for launch.
"Faye..." He called to her as she climbed into the RedTail.
Taking a deep breath, she looked over at the contrite cowboy as he stood alongside the Swordfish II.
His expression was grim. "I'm not gonna let you down again."
its 1:25 am
I've always wanted to write a sleep deprived post. And now I did it!
This is a terrible achievement.
Fuuuuuuuck.