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this Dabi is all I have to offer because colouring is just not it 🙇♀️😔
My first time using Krita and I have no clue what I’m doing…anyways, Dabi🧍♂️
I had fun using some new brushes while drawing one of the ghouls (●'◡'●)
Some Arthur Morgan sketches because this game has a lethal grip on my daily life 😔✊
Emergence was a great song and I had to honor it somehow 🫡
Are they top? Are they bottom?
My guy they started sex with a German suplex and ended with a crocodile death roll.
i hate it when people ask me to "explain my thought process" like hell if i know
everything i do i do with playful and bisexual intent
"I've been thinking about" something I've thought of for 5 seconds
"it just occurred to me" this has been bugging me for 11 years.
she mummied on my dust til i pummelled it with opulence
THE BANANAS ARE GAY
THESE BANANAS
THE BANANAS IN PAJAMAS ARE GAY
BELATED HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYONE
okay actually i have another BE meme for you all, bc i sent my sister this post and went “IT’S THEM” and then she sent me this back. eat
just another excuse i found to draw ghost like that ngl
Soap: I want to tell a joke but I only remember the punch line.
Ghost: Go ahead.
Soap: Tooth hurty.
Ghost: When is the best time to go to the dentist?
Soap: You complete me.
kayn the shadow reaper
Alex: Wait, wait, run that again?
Soap: Okay! So, this- *points at Ghost* that is my boyfriend
Ghost: Yo
Soap: This *points at Alejandro* this is my boyfriend's bff/homo-erotic homie
Soap: *points at Rudy* this is my bff AND my boyfriend's bff/homo-erotic homie's husband
Soap: This *points at Valeria* is my my boyfriend's bff/homo-erotic homie's ex girlfriend who we're not still sure why she's here
Soap: This is my dad *points at Price*
Soap: And this is my dad's son *points at Gaz*
Alex: That's my boyfriend, but thanks for the introduction anyway ...who's that?
Soap: Oh that? *points at Graves*
Soap: That's a fucking nuisance
Graves: Thanks.
Based on this silly tweet
*legs kicked up behind me while I twirl the phone cord between my figures giggling like a school girl*
So there’s this anti pope
laswell appreciation post
Not an ask just wanted to share
My brain is convinced Rodolfo has absolutely no regard for his own wellbeing and Alejandro's blood pressure does not thank him for it. Like I bet he just sits there sometimes with his head in his hands asking himself when Rodolfo will start giving a shit about his own life and stop giving him a heart attack every other day
Rodolfo, in the hospital for almost dying again: This will happen again
Alejandro: *sobbing* I know
would you date a hater
god. in a heartbeat
I might start posting some edits on TikTok @deadunderorbit
ac: syd.ridge on tiktok
nothing, just the phrase "meesa thinks yousa been a bad boy" echoing on repeat in my brain
i am a firm believer that ghost always under reacts about Very Serious Things and freaks everybody else out because of it
soap, trying to chat to ghost after they wrap up a mission: —crazy right? and after that he—hey are u even listening to me? wtf
ghost, whose eyes have not been on soap once since he started talking: i’m listening. i’m just also hallucinating my dead family in that corner over there at the same time. i can multitask
soap, Extremely Concerned: ?????????
ghost, now swaying: yea one of them jabbed me with a hallucinogenic. don’t worry, i slit his throat
soap:
ghost: don’t look at me like that, i can handle it. it was only one syringe
soap:
———————
like imagine 141 post-mission, all sitting quietly in their exfil vehicle and then ghost suddenly sighs extremely loudly
ghost: ugh
price: what, simon??
ghost, peeved: my rib just punctured my lung
everyone:
ghost: :/
price, going into cardiac arrest, so tired of simon’s shit:
Soap: It’s so annoying how Ghost is good at everything. There’s got to be something he’s terrible at.
Graves: Maybe he’s a bad kisser.
Soap: No, he’s good at that too.
Graves: Excuse me?
Behold. Art.
Ghost chooses to love Soapand loses yet another love
Soap, putting his hands over Ghost's eyes: Guess who!
Ghost: It's either Soap or the cold, clammy hands of death.
Soap, putting his hands away: It's Soap!
Ghost: Dammit.