I Don't Get It

You can't tell me this isn't canon

It just is and there's no escaping it.

- Lost Episode -

Night journeys tend to be long, and Chica doesn't like to be bored so she'll talk about anything that goes through her mind.

(I'm just very fond of the Hanna Barbera-like style of Freddy and Friends on Tour and would pay to see a show like this with more variety in its episodes !)

Anyway, I wanted to try the style, except I added Fronnie (without Bonnie :( )

When I was recovering from suicidal ideation and severe depression, someone asked me "What kept you going?" It took every atom in my body to not say the carnal determination of acquiring a boyfriend and cosplaying huskerdust with him.

Glamrock Bonnie: :)

Glamrock Freddy: Que?

Glamrock Bonnie, now slightly closer: :)

Glamrock Freddy: Baby?

Glamrock Bonnie, now slightly closer: :)

Glamrock Freddy, now sobbing and backing into the corner: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?

Hey y'all, all my art is now going to a different blog, @vivacious-vice-versa. It won't upload much for now, but hopefully soon.

Imo it's mid. It feels like all of the teenage akwardness in the world summed up in a movie

have you seen mutant mayhem yet-

No :_)

WAIT HOLD ON THE GLASS IS BROKEN BELOW HIM SO HUSK WOULD HAVE TO PATCH HIM UP AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Angel, to Charlie: If I run and leap at Husk, he will most certainly catch me in his arms.

Angel: *starts running towards a Husk holding some whiskey* Coming in!

Husk: WAIT NO IM HOLDING BOOZE

Husk, drops the bottle to catch his dumb spider:

Husk: Fuck, now you owe me a new one.

Angel: But ya caught me :)

Husk: And I can drop you.

1. Awwww

2. What the- What the fu-

3. Ok

i think. ive finally settled on leo's facial scar placement. anyway leo's got a fuckton of healing to go through in this fic

Real, real, I vote for you as president real

i genuinely think that 24 full hours of sleep, some chamomile tea, and a Keith David solo of him playing as husk would fix me actually

Omigaorsh this solves 1 of my main problems with people. If it's not popular, they don't like it. But tumblr's approach solves that.

honestly really sexy of tumblr to keep follower numbers private. how many people are following me? you'll never know unless I tell you. maybe it's a million, or a thousand, or five, or maybe it's just you. maybe you're the only one here, all by yourself, unable to see if there's anyone standing next to you.

and you'd never know, because status here is based on opinion and not numbers; how popular you think someone is is a vibes-only calculation, and besides the chronological algorithms-optional feed, it's genuinely the best thing tumblr's ever done.

Mild blood

Currently having impure thoughts...