Aug 28, 2021
he says to his boss, childe, number 11 of the harbingers
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he says to his boss, childe, number 11 of the harbingers
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y’all are fired for not telling me about that plot twist in nancy drew
Catra used a sperm bank or..?
hi ur fired
(no it was magic, okay. Magic babies. Adora is their mom and Catra is their other mom.)
me every time i hear about another wéaselesque man betraying taylor’s trust or being an absolute asshole
“Pluto never deserved to be a planet.”
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FIRED! follows a bored/inattentive park ranger on firewatch trying to pass the time while up in her lookout tower.
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Before Bowyetta even answered, she swept Mr. Sir up into a hug. She couldn’t hide how worried she was, and her tears began to spill all over his clothes. “He had been here with me the whole time, Mr. Sir. He is having told Bowyetta everything. What having happened? Are you wanting to stay with Bowyetta for a while?”
“Urk!”
The inkblot squirmed for a moment, but finally relented into hugging Bowyetta back. He sniffed his tears back, but broke into a sweat.
“H-he did?” he asked, nervously. His eyes darted towards his pet, who was squeaking all kinds of questions to him.
He sighed in relief.
“N-no,” he finally said, “I’ll be fine, it’s just...I dunno magic or something took my tool cart.”
He hoped telling half the truth would assuage Bowyetta, but he failed to notice that when he was grabbed, a pink piece of paper fell from his coat to the ground.
The inkblot brushed himself off.
“Yeah, just gotta go get it back, that’s all...”