Trash Heap

a pit of dread forms in your stomach as you parse my "evil baby on board" decal and realize you have a moral duty to rear end my vehicle as hard as you can

Domming a guy i hate and convincing him good puppies like to be named Hubert then getting his name legally changed to Hubert then ghosting him

isn't it fucked up that milfic means military fiction and not "possessing the traits of a milf"

being an executioner used to be an inherited job. imagine dealing with teen angst and also job shadowing your dad the town’s torturer

Ordering things in secret is impossible when your dad is chronically suspiciously peeking through the blinds

an interest passing feels like being abandoned by the evil spirit that had taken possession of your body

blonde people are so scary why cant u have a normal hair color like black or brown or green or green

your knight's unending loyalty for you is kinda parasocial and lowkey problematic...

yeah, sure, it was the "power of friendship" that defeated you, and not my super cool "mega bone explosions" spell that I worked really hard on, whatever idiot