If You’re Having A Bad Day, Here’s A Cute Little Marching Band

Kirio: Why aren’t you afraid?

Kirio: I’m about to EAT you!!

Kirio: Were you dropped on your head as a child?

Iruma: Bold of you to assume I was ever held!

Kirio:

Iruma:

Kirio: Are you okay?

Iruma, crying: No!

Iruma: They NEVER held me!!

Iruma: They DIDN’T love me!!

Iruma: They just USED me to have money!

Iruma: I don’t know how I survived the first 14 years of my life!

Kirio:

Kirio, gently patting Iruma’s back: and I thought my parents were bad :/

Ao3 does not need an algorithm, you're just lazy

Ao3 does not need a 1-5 star rating system, you just want to bring down authors writing for FREE

Ao3 does not need automatic censorship, it is an archive, therefore anything can be posted

Writing or reading about something illegal does not mean the author nor the reader condones it, if that were true, you could never read a story involving anything negative

Purity culture is ruining fan culture and you all are fucking annoying

Of course you are 🙃 Here have this picture of a drawing of you on a table I did just now 🥰🤪 (ignore the bottom of you where I messed up)

Look who I got 😇 isn't he adorable🥰 what do you think Bill? 👀

MAN, TALK ABOUT BAD TASTE IN PLUSHIES!

reblog the money pigeon for a financially stable future

Hell yeah I been waiting for someone to do this!!! :D

(Audio version)

With audio hehe

^Same xD I'm fucking dying of laughter 😂😂😂💀💀💀

my fav thing abt tumblr is when an 18 yr old & 17 yr old are fighting & all the 17 yr olds friends are like “stop harassing a minor!!!!!!”

As soon as roman said it I got it lmao

BROOOOOOOO! No effin’ way, dude! Who broke this vase? Who broke this vase? Seriously, guys. Everyone who’s here at my awesome party… this huge crowd of people that’s definitely here right now… Somebody broke my grandma’s vase. And that was the last thing she gave to me… before she died! I swear to all things football and/or skateboarding… that I will find you. Don’t make me cry these incredibly manly tears! Anyone can speak up here and be a part of this scene. Especially those of us who aren’t imagined and… are actually here on the stage. Like, not the people who are imagined to be here through means of suspension of disbelief. Very well, I shall continue searching for the culprit in the next room! Stephanie, you wanna bake some cookies?

OwO beautiful!!!

me??? actually working on art???????

wicked phase! 💚