you are not real
saw the ending and
gift of Prophesy go brrr
the sound is a casino so something abt Quackity
happy pride month specifically to skeppy punz and tommy who didn’t proofread their pride tweets in the slightest and made it sound like they were all coming out
tried my hardest 2 be on model hope this isn't too bad
one of my favourite twitter threads pt. 1
yall i can’t believe this
successfully entered the stage where my two main hyper fixations mixed in my dream last night
it was the Oshun Oxtra crew but they were the Pilgrims from Journey to the West, i’m gonna cry shfdhhjbh
AND THE MATCH UPS WERE AS PERFECT AS IT CAN GET I SWEAR IDK HOW
Moominpappa was Sun Wukong
Muddler was Tang Sanzang / Tripitaka
Joxter was Zhu Bajie / Pigsy
Hodgkins was Sha Wujing / Sandy
And the ship itself was The White Dragon Horse / Bai Long Ma
mental images.. so many mental images
PURPLED IS A BTS FAN????? dang
HELP ME
okay I was on Puffy stream the whole time. so when it’s over i check and i watch one part of it (it’s Sam and Ranboo talk) Sam said
What the fuck?!?!? thinking about it it’s scary AF!
My sister and I wonder what his job would be then we just started listing. I mean Channel Chasers give us Adult Timmy in a polo and a tie, we can just list on what possible jobs or what jobs we can see he'll have.
DISCLAIMER: this is all for fun and not to be taken seriously. some are just for goofs
kinda obvious mf always have a loopholes in Da Rules, imagine him always win his case. plus points if he's a Constitutional Lawyer.
my man is one creative kid, who could say he'll not be making his own little comic.
HEAR ME OUT! Timmy would be a councilor cuz he know how shitty school is and somewhat want the kids to be heard like he needed years ago. and I used to study psychology in college.
Timmy had connections I mean, I remember an episode where he somehow plans a party with celebrities. therefore he had a spot somewhere.
more or nahhh
add a little bit of ~spice~
here's philza minecraft seeing the love of his life mother to his child for the first time in a long time (with mandatory angst for the soul)
It threw him off at first. It was a relatively normal night after Wilbur retired to bed but seeing the black veil of death shadowing his front yard was... unexpected.
Kristin always liked to make it dramatic, let him know she was coming. She'd open her own pockets of the universe just for the two of them, just for the night.
(she couldn't ever stay long, he loves her but would never forgive himself if she got in trouble over him)
When Ranboo started asking questions he tried his best to act oblivious but he was just so excited that he couldn't help but let a few things slip. Luckily, Ranboo has plenty of other things on his mind at all times and Phil stalled long enough for Ranboo to leave so he could get out there.
He ran as fast as his feet could carry him, even getting a little lift on his good wing before coming to a halt right at the fence line.
What would she say? What would he say? Does he look okay? Did he shave? Should he have brushed his teeth?
There wasn't enough time for all of those questions though because as more and more crows came out of the woodworks screeching incomprehensibly, Phil was tackled by a rush of cool breeze, long brown hair, and feathers.
He only got a glimpse but if he could describe Her he'd only have one word:
everything
Her eyes held every star in the sky, She smelled like every flower in the forest, Her laugh sounded like every happy song he's ever heard.
and She was gone.
He hoped and prayed to every god that would listen for just one more minute .
(it never worked in the past, but that's never stopped him from trying before)
He looked behind every tree, under every leaf cover getting only small glimpses at a time.
He was getting further and further from the cabins when he got to the top of the trees, taking a bird's-eye view when he saw her again.
Over the horizon the sun was rising and the cabins were bathed in soft morning light, he was a few hundred blocks away but he's never seen Her more clearly in his life
"Kristin," it's barely a whisper but he would scream if he could
She's standing over Wilbur's bed smiling softly, lovingly, gently
(for a moment Phil panics, wonders if she's come back to return Wilbur to the afterlife)
She plants a kiss to Wilbur's head and cards a hand through his hair before disappearing again
(Phil can hope all he wants, but he knows he won't see her for a while
he wonders if Wilbur will remember anything when he wakes up.)
He already misses Her.
His shoulders feel a little heavier, the emptiness in his chest a little bigger, but he knows he should be grateful.
He trudges home through the snow, watching the last of the stars fade out in the morning light and prays to every god he knows for just one more moment.
(he knows it won't work, it never has in the past.)
say it… say it out loud