¿Necesidad? Ninguna, pero ¿Hacer cosas innecesarias no es parte de ser humano?
no no no
Hahaha noooo
WEON HIPO EN TRAJE DE MAID ES TODO LO QUE SIEMPRE QUISE EN LA VIDA AAA GRACIAS 💖💖
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ALSO YOU SHOULD FOLLOW ME I AM VERY COOL AND VERY HANDSOME
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GoodBYE
Astrid: A doctor earns £140,000 a year. Furry artists earn £160,000 a year.
Fishlegs: I think you're low balling the furry art amount.
Astrid: Sorry for the inaccuracies doctor Yiff.
Fishlegs: No matter how I respond, I don't look well. Well played. I walked into that.
Ruffnut: Well, furry artists are typically more competent and courteous than your average doctor, so I can see that.
Astrid: Did you legitimately just tell me that a person who draws wolf ass is more competent than a dude who spent 8+ years in a university to give you a lungs transplant?
Tuffnut: Doctors are bullshit and furry artists perform an infinitely more valuable service to society compared to them.
Astrid: You will die in 7 days.
Snotlout: It took doctors 10 years to diagnose what was wrong with me, some insisting I was faking it for attention while a furry artist I knew said "sounds like Crohn's" after hearing me complain once and ended up being right.
Snotlout: Besides, I can't go up to a doctor and ask them to draw Rouge the Bat wider than she is tall with tits to match, now can I?
Tuffnut: You could if you weren't a fucking coward.
Hiccup: This was like 50 consecutive punches to the face. What the fuck went on here?
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pick a princess
the thought of Jayce teaching Viktor how to feel emotions again.
"Jayce, what is this. It feels like my brain is slowed. I do not like this"
"You're probably tired Viktor"
"Oh"
He remembers what it was like being tired before the accident and goes to the coffee machine but Jayce stops him.
"Is this not what you do when you're tired?"
"That's one way to deal with it but I think you should get some sleep. Let's go back to our place"
They head home and after a while of trying to sleep Viktor knocks on Jayce's door.
"I do not think I've been able to sleep"
"mhm? how are you feeling?"
"Like my skin is... harsh. It's unpleasant but not quite pain"
"Oh you're probably cold. The heater in your room never was that good. Come, you can sleep in my bed"
They climb into bed together, Viktor remembers times they've done that before when he was cold or needed someone to hold him on days he was in a lot of pain. They lay there for a while before Viktor speaks again.
"Jayce there is this pulse. A rhythm. I don't know what to call it"
"When was the last time you felt it?"
"When I awoke I think? from the accident. It was unpleasant then, it feels good now"
"You were cold then?"
"No, that isn't it"
"Does it remind you of anything you felt before the accident"
Viktor didn't really talk about his feeling before then so even though he can pull up some memories associated with this feeling that doesn't help him to name it.
"It was always around you, I think. I remember feeling it often when we were working, or also not working? I don't quiet remember"
"hmm, let's save this for the morning, okay?"
he watches Jayce nod off while letting his mind slowly run through memories associated with this emotion until he comes up with one that has a word associated with it.
He's laying down on a couch in a small run down room, a woman places a warm wet towel over his head and hold his hand. He coughs, "thank you, mom" "feel better soon sweetheart, I love you, okay?" "I love you too"
"Love... " he says in realization. He wraps his arms around a fast asleep Jayce. "I... love you"
More Adaptus Ridiculous, this time with my absolute favorite ray of sunshine coming in like a wrecking ball! :D
Love his undying compassion. Keep it up man you're doing great! :D
If evil then why cute?
Konrad Curzecito
Another pookie <3 I'm a bit lost and I don't know which Primarch I'll draw next!
Vainas que no tienen que ver una con la otra y reblogeo por que sí :v
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