#nehehe

This your man?

(This is so stupid I’m sorry)

His ass is not looking at Stan’s hair

I like sending Fidds into gay panics and it’s hitting hard rn get it “hard” hahaha I’ll leave

This is the first time I’ve drawn Stan’s body type pls be nice 🙏🏻😣 also some tips would be appreciated if it doesn’t look good

Caption that I didn’t feel like adding

Stan: I should probably cut it huh?

Fiddleford: No.. I like it

Hmm yeah it was kinda weird huh! Crazy! Wonder how a house gets like that and why! Or how long! Too bad Stan doesn't care enough to ask!

Bro... Splatoon 4 is about to be so crazy man. You guys ain't ready for how sweaty and competitive the game could be with proper mouse support.

It's gonna be so goodddd~ I'm about to go on that demon time~ nehehehehehehe~

tagged by the lovely @spotsandsocks !!

have some from the thiam drunk fic :3

Theo was sitting on the couch of the renovated Hale House as he watched his fellow young members of the pack get increasingly drunk on wolfsbane beer. There was a soft smirk on his lips as he watched Liam and Mason giggle to each other over something that was probably only funny to the two of them. It was nice, seeing Liam happy. Seeing the pack happy. They got so few moments like this, when they could sit there and let loose. He thinks that’s why Scott had asked Derek if they could hold this pack party at the rebuilt Hale House.

Theo’s eyes roved over Liam’s face, taking in the details of his happiness. He wanted to memorize what it looked like, what it smelled like, what it made him feel to see.

“You know, you could go over there and have fun with them,” Stiles said, plopping down on the couch beside Theo. “You don’t have to sit in the corner all by yourself.”

“I’m perfectly happy in my corner,” Theo retorted, tearing his eyes off Liam for only a second to acknowledge Stiles. “Plus, they don’t need me. They’re having fun as is.”

Stiles sighed. “You’re just as much a part of this pack as they are, dickwad. You can go join them.” Still, Stiles got comfortable next to Theo and folded his hands over his stomach knowing that Theo wasn’t going to move. “So, how’s school going?”

Theo let Stiles distract him and he launched into an explanation of his classes, keeping one eye on Liam as he talked— something Stiles noticed with quiet amusement.

Theo was in the middle of explaining one of his projects when Liam laughed loudly across the room, the sound bright and happy, and Theo found himself trailing off in his sentence.

“Earth to Theo,” Stiles chuckled, waving a hand in front of Theo’s face.

Theo shook his head, snapping himself out of it. “Sorry, what were you saying?”

“You were the one talking,” Stiles said, amusement colouring his tone.

“Shit,” Theo muttered, his cheeks burning as he cleared his throat. “Sorry, I lost my train of thought.”

so yk this guy's artstyle ?

for example kokichi and the old art I drew of komane . This was a year ago .

I don't remember their name and it's kinda bugging me but if anybody remembers please reblog this post with the @/ . Cuz this is not my art style .

They draw a lotta Danganronpa stuff and I actually drew In their art style a long while ago but I redrew it !

I'm also still fucking shadowbanned 🫤 LiKE TUMBLR JUST UNBAN ME PLEASE .

Anyway. Why do I love this

CREDIT TO THE PERSON WITH THIS ARTSTYLE !!! ITS NOT MINE !!! 💗💗💗

I like that line, so... (p.s, thanks so much @twoandahalfdimes for the motivation on the ill short thingy, I'll definitely make it, but I got distracted with this :')) I KIND OF WENT OFF THE WALLS WITH THE WHOLE FOURTH WALL THING BECAUSE TRYING NEW THINGS IS FUN IT'S A BIG FAT MESS BUT I LIKE BEING MESSY <3 "Posted at your station?" William questioned, his soft, almost modulated voice filling Rayna's ears.

"Yeah, yeah." She muttered back, kicking the rocks beneath her feet as she leaned on a pillar, her gaze wondering towards the museum behind her, like a pigeon to a piece of bread- "Did you just compare me to a pigeon?" Rayna sputtered in offence. "What an arsehole you are." She spat back.

Okay, fine, apologies. Let's go with something more boring, would that appeal to your taste?" Rayna didn't reply. - Like a moth to a flame "I'm not a moth either." She huffed, if she could look at me, my back would likely be scarred from how sharp it was- "Seriously? You're being silly now. Just carry on.... And you know you can do better than that." She mumbled, hearing snickering in her earpiece.

Fine. Rayna's eyes flicked towards the entrance of the museum, it seemed like it had some sort of hold on her, as she really couldn't resist the urge to go inside and take a peek, even if she wasn't meant to.

"Rayna, you are... still at your station, correct?" William murmured into her ear. "I am." She whispered back, even though it wasn't necessary for her to do so.

There was no reply, however she could almost imagine William nodding in response. Slowly, she stepped forward, looking around to make sure there was no one around to spot her little act of disobedience, as if a child about to steal a toy- "Oh for god's sake, can you make any good comparisons?" Rayna complained.

"You're doing what now?" Rowen's voice came through, clearly he'd heard the narrator- Oh dear.

"Now look what you've done..." Rayna put her head in her hands, utter disappointment written across her features.

I'm sorry, however, I can do this.

Just like that, Rayna was disconnected from the line, leaving William and Rowen utterly baffled as to how this was even possible, as they had specifically set this up so that she would be unable to hang up, knowing that was something she was likely to do.

Rayna grinned. "Thank goodness you're actually useful..." She whispered under her breath, now strutting towards the museum as if she were on some sort of runway. Fair enough, actually, you're quite pretty. "Oh- thanks?" Rayna raised a brow. "Didn't know you had a kind bone in your body-" Sike :)