"You okay?"
vanoss: I was arrested for being too cool. panda: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.
I really don't know what it is—
vanoss, texting smii7y: smii7y! Help I’m being kidnapped kryoz: Where are you? vanoss: I’m with some strange person. In a car. Help. smii7y: I’ll call kryoz. kryoz, answering their phone: hello? smii7y: Where’s vanoss? They texted me that they were being kidnapped. kryoz: vanoss? Whaddya mean, they're right next to me- kryoz:... kryoz: I’ll call you back. *hangs up* kryoz: THE NEW HAIRCUT ISN’T THAT BAD! vanoss: WHO ARE YOU?!
[Have yourself an unpredictably homoerotic Monday]
the art style is so nice to look at!
medic my beloved
Also, I'll hopefully get another update out for my fics soon. My brain just decided it would no longer let me enjoy writing that, and I also kinda forgot what I was doing for them already as well, so yeah, but hopefully I'll get them out soon if not then oof on my part.
vanoss: cowboys are witches and horses are their familiars
panda: guns are their wands and they only know one spell bullet
[tyler and scotty outside]
tyler: rootin; tootin; toil n’ shootin’
scotty: fire burn and cowboy bootin’
tyler: eye of newt and spicy beans,
scotty: toe of frog and denim jeans,
tyler: whiskey, grits, n’ demon spittle
scotty: tossed into my iron griddle
tyler: with the tannin’ of our hides,
tyler and scotty: somethin’ wicked this way rides
kryoz: What do you believe in now?
smii7y: self preservation through love
vanoss: chupacapra
Breaking in a new sketch pad with these idiots🖤