wait im currently getting a play by play from lalonde whos getttin it whispered in vampirese at her nape by kanaya whos hearing it directly from the twitchy fingers of vantas himself
i wager a guess they are attempting the highly illegal sexual technique known as
purple monkey dishwasher
1 C4N SM3LL TH3 SOUND OF TH31R L1PS SM4CK1NG THROUGH TH3 W4LL
girl dont lie you cant smell sounds
D4V3 1 T4K3 OFF3NS3 TO TH4T
1 C4N SM3LL 3V3RYTH1NG >:]
INCLUD1NG HOW V3RY NOT TURN3D ON BY TH3 S1GHT OF MY TOT4LLY ROCK1NG B3H1ND YOU 4R3 >:[
babe i promise usually the sight of your bony ass is like four issues of hustler glued together with whipped cream and body oil
but right now all i can think about is johns hands gently cupping karkats buttocks like two wounded doves
sartre was wrong
hell aint other people
hell is john egbert fucking karkat vantas
oh wait i gotta tell rose that one
flightly broad doesnt think i know famous nihilists of the twentieth century
T4K3 M3 TO TH3 1HOP
Team Strider-Pyrope went on to combine their efforts and consume thirty-four whole pancakes and two and a half bottles of maple syrup. They were very sick in the morning and eventually got kicked out for loitering. Two weeks later they got married in a Burger King and were very happy together for the rest of their lives.
On the flight home, the whole flight, I kept smelling baby poo. At first I thought it might have been one of the guys I was sitting between’s beer farts, but then I came to the conclusion that someone around me had a baby that REALLY needed to be changed. It was kinda awful.
HOURS LATER after we land I realize that someone from a previous flight had shoved a dirty diaper in the pouch thing on the back of the chair in front of me.
fat feferi makes no sense and is stupid. people’s body types do not bother me in the slightest but what the fuck we’re talking about someone who swims all day, wields a very physical weapon (double-ended trident) etc. and how would she swim efficiently underwater if she was that buoyant? remember she pulled an entire whale-sized lusus with apparent ease.
there’s nothing wrong with people having headcanons about characters being overweight, but can you at least try and pick the characters that make sense?
Not to mention that we… see her. In the flashes. And she’s thin. So… Yeah. Idk I don’t get it.
No really, I did leave there with grave-dirt on my hands.
Because I was fixing headstones Because I was stealing bodies.
world’s most talented graverobber
THIS IS EXACTLY HOW IT HAPPENED OMG WERE YOU SPYING ON ME???
Strawberry!! I am ashamed of you!! You are too young to know the intimate details of how crack is made!
yeah you’re probably right
No Strawberry I think you have a problem. You may need to go to tea rehab. You should probably just come to Boston they just throw all their tea into the ocean here. (The fact that Liane and I are both here has nothing to do with it.)