I Found Out Wally Wackford Exists And I’m Just Gonna Say He’s My Comfort Character Now And He’s

To rephrase this “Your putting a descendent of a wolf into sheep’s clothing”...and that descendent lOOKS LIKE DIS-

WHAT A CUTIE PIE! WHAT A FLOOF! I JUST WANT TO PET DA PUPPER FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER I CAN’T-

Putting a wool sweater on your dog is putting a wolf in sheep’s clothing

uM...hi! I just came by and wanted to say hello to my fellow Tumblr users! I hope you are doing great or at least really good today and if your not it’s gonna be okay your not alone!

This was just a simple greeting to one human being to another! I appreciate your existence and your cool...yeah :D!

Bye! Have a great day!

I’m tired.

Why?

Because of existing.

Garden

Written by: NamelessKnight

I look at my once beautiful garden. All the flower beds, every pot and every living breathing thing here is either in great pain or in...not so nice positions.

Positions that would be hard for a plant to grow that is.

After the hectic storm that plagued me all night and day it finally went away...but at what cost?

There’s a lot of work to be done to make my garden awake and stable once again.

So what do I do? I walk towards a large oaky tree that is in the middle of my shambled like garden, sit down on the wet soggy grass and close my eyes and...sleep.

Though my mind is tired I must check the body. The Machine. It’s heavier then usual and hard to move around when I’m in this state of mind, but for now I must do what I can with what I have.

When I get home I’m definitely gonna take a nap...and fix my wonderful garden.

These will be useful for me and others!

Thank you so much!!

October Prompts 🎃

Word prompts to use for doodling or writing

ruffled hair

apple scent

full of colors

walks in the forest

autumnal

falling leaves

chestnuts

umbrellas

ravens

Oktoberfest

pumpkin spice

cornfields

black cat

spooky

first wine

flying kites

whispers

picking apples

ghosts

sweater weather

acorns

pile of leaves

harvest

fog

Jack-o-lanterns

campfire

witches

samhain

stormy days

seance

trick-or-treat

It’s frustrating when your parents just don’t listen. It’s upsetting at the fact that one doesn’t seem to care about who you choose to be.

I am not the child. I am not the child anymore, the child doesn’t need you anymore, I am the young adult that needs you. I am just confused on what to do as someone who wants to be seen as…them. I feel alone and yet I have those that love and care about me.

I don’t want to give up. I went through too much shit to just give up. I have too many things I want to do.

I want to see the snowy tundra.

I want to feel the warm sands of the beach.

I want to be engulfed by the salty waters of the sea and brushed by the branches of the green.

I want to see my friends smile & laugh.

I want to watch my favourite movie.

I want to listen to my favourite songs.

I want to smell & taste my favourite foods.

I want to live. I want to create.

I am not gonna die. I won’t die.

I am a knight who has seen & been through shit. I am not giving up!

I will not give up!

I will live. No matter what.

👏👏👏

OKAY LISTEN HERE BITCHES

THIS IS AN MK APPRECIATION POST

I REPEAT

THIS IS AN MK APPRECIATION POST

LOOK AT HIM FOR FUCK SAKE

REBLOG IF YOU MK REBLOG IF YOU LOVE MK.

ANY MK HATERS WILL BE BANNED FROM MY PAGE /HJ

WE STAN MK IN THIS HOUSE HOLD. FRFR.

Her delicate hand touched my cheek.

I flinch and move away to the corner.

I look up at this goddess, wondering what the hell she wanted.

As I flinched her hand coiled to her chest, her flowing orange hair and her glistening blue eyes face me.

She looked disappointed at my reaction.

I try give her my fiercest gaze and turn my eyes away from her, can she just leave me alone already?

I heard her soft footsteps come closer towards my direction but then they stop.

She’s hesitant.

I look back up at her, ignoring her elegant dressing and what she had in her other hand to her blue eyes.

It was a mixed of “should I?” And doubt. I seen those eyes before so many times, in my friends eyes, my mothers eyes...and my dads eyes.

They all were hesitant. To me. The runt, the fowl creature. The dirty dog.

I was better off alone. So no one could ever hurt me.

No one can give me that disappointed gaze.

When I looked up at her again, I noticed now...that she was gone.

Leaving behind a basket.

I sigh, like everyone else she left.

At least she gave me a basket...or goodies I hope?

Then again she looked like high nobility or something maybe there was gold or-

What in the world?

What is this? A trick?

...May this continue soon.

Person A: AHAHAHA! I WILL DESTROY THE NINE REALMS! THEN BECOME AN ULTIMATE GOD!

Person B: Whoo! You go babe! Slay!!

Person A: *gets a bit flushed* Uhh...B?

Person B: Hmm? Yes Queen?

Person A: W-well , can you umm...help me? And you know...become my right hand man?

Person B: *blushes profusely* y-you mean it??

Person A: *silently nods while taking B in their arms*

Person B immediately accepts and together they destroy the Nine Realms and become rulers of all of their own little existence :D

Person A: *starts a fucking war*

Person B: *holding a camera* You’re doing great sweetie! Love you!

~A Letter To a Decepticon~

To think…to think I loved you.

Of course I love you…but…

I don’t know how I feel about you anymore.

I miss those optics that looked into my own.

I miss the way you put an arm around me.

I felt so warm.

I miss how your laugh could light up a room.

I miss how tired you were and how you would nestle into me.

I miss having you beneath me.

I want you back.

But yet I can’t.

As a prime I can’t let my emotions & past effect me and my autobots.

But when I look into those optics and see your face.

I wish to see your smile.

I wish to see that passion you showed me that night.

I wish I could hold you.

I wish…I wish I still loved you.

…Bro…

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