ADVENTURE TIME (2010 - 2018)
(ID: Screenshot of Arataki Itto from the game genshin impact. The text box below him reads 'It's fine... my butt is tough...' End ID)
Um. Happy pride?
it is 3:36 am
time to try to sleep then give up and get back up ✨
here’s a grunt doodle
sorry the quality is bad :,D
Im going to do some of these for fun
and uhm
what a turn of events-
Genshin Impact (males + 7 Minutes in Heaven scenario) click and drag game!
warnings: flashing images
Game notes • How to Play
Please use a browser other than Google Chrome to play because the GIFs always lock onto their first frame on Chrome. Safari and Firefox work, please try those
If you're on mobile, screenshot the GIFs either as a set or individually
Wanted to compile all my 1 hour teacup painting studies together ☕
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♪ [_now_playing_] ♪
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-Bad Idea! - Girl In Red
-Wasting Time - Wyatt Moran
-Hey Kid! - Phoneboy
-Tongue Tied - Tomtsu
-Darcy - Wabie
-Waste Ur Time - Kevin Walkman
-Maple Syrup - The Backseat Lovers
-Hate Me - Blue October
-Say It - Girl In Red
-Momentary Bliss - Gorillaz
-Small World - Jack Stauber
-Fine - Lemon Demon
-Screensaver - Wilbur Soot
-Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood
-Television/ So Far So Good - Rex Orange County
-Sweater Song - Phoneboy
-Animal - Sir Chloe
-YKWIM? - Yot Club
-I Can’t Handle Change - Roar
-Washing Machine Heart - Mitski
-Little Dark Age - MGMT
-Cabinet Man - Lemon Demon
-So Alright, Cool, Whatever - The Happy Fits
-We Fell In Love In October - Girl In Red
-Potions - Day Wave
-Rasputin - Boney M.
-Pool House - The Backseat Lovers
-505 - Arctic Monkeys
-Acid Girl - Phoneboy
-Amoeba - The Doozers
-Grass Eater - The Mellowells
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my mind at 3am
“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.
A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.
I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,
“I am the manager.”