Me and @frickiebrownie in rl xD
Friends Who Lie 🤠(W/ @originalshortdude)
Love wins 😌
And a version for my aro/ace/not interested in kissing for whatever reason siblings:
◦˚~ SPACE DIVIDERS ( colourful ) by enchanthings ~˚◦
Info: these were all drawn & edited by me. please reblog/like if use!
This is the best explanation I could come up with for why it takes me so long to do updates sometimes when, at other times, I’m typing them up like clockwork.
My Friends/Family: Hey can I see your phone? I need to look something up.
Me, closing like 80+ Ao3 Tabs as fast as I can:
Guys @magickizu and I made Steve's baseball bat for Her Cosplay :D
It's a replica made of foam, modeling clay and magnets
Is it just me, or is there something completely deranged about finding a fic so good it fundamentally alters your brain chemistry, only to realize it has spawned an entire fandom multiverse of inspired works?
And then those fics have their own inspo chains, and suddenly there are thirty variations of the same concept, spiraling outward like some kind of chaotic, beautifully unhinged literary hydra, and now I’m just sitting here at 3 AM, eyes bloodshot, vibrating with indecision because where do I even start?
Do I go in order of influence like some kind of academic scholar? Do I pick at random and hope for the best? Do I chase the one that promises the most emotional devastation because apparently, I don’t value my own well-being?
Or do I just sit here, staring at my screen, paralyzed, because every time I try to choose, I remember there are more of them, and they keep multiplying? And let’s not even talk about the comments section, where people are linking even more fics in an ever-expanding rabbit hole of shared brainrot.
And the worst (best?) part? I know I’m not going to stop. I can’t stop. Who needs sleep when I could be reading just one more fic that’s technically the same idea I’ve already read twenty times but slightly different? My body is running on pure hyperfixation and maybe half a cup of cold coffee I forgot about six hours ago. I am too deep in this, and I don’t even want to leave.
Anyway, thank you for coming to my TED Talk.
Ah yes... What if, Butters finally snap after being left behind after an accident that *actually* actually charged him. Then it really is only Myeterion who can stop this Professor Chaos.
So what happens when both actually have to hide their true identities and in turn go all out without boundaries, at eachother...
seeing blogs with no boop button
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adventurer's guild
alchemist
apiary
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inn
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potter
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tinker's workshop
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townhall
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trinket shop
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weaver
well
windmill
wishing well
wizard tower
coming across a post from a mutual who hasn't opted in yet