These Teenagers And Their Dog Are Trying Ruin Our Money Laundering Business. No Tony Put The Gun Down

f1 poll series

this is part 1 of a survey idea i've had. each poll will be a week long and they will all run at the same time.

feel free to participate and tell us which your favourite team(s) are and why :D

i might do a general version as well later on (not just 2024 season) along with a poll about DTS.

Note: I can't do favourite drivers as it won't let me have that many options on a poll :((

Also Americans forgive the spelling.

April Fools day here is always funny because my dash is full of “here’s a Rick roll but it’s actually a different song” “here’s ‘do you love the color of the sky’ just kidding! It’s not the full long post!” “Here’s a drawing I made of a kitty! Just kidding! It’s two kitties and they’re best friends” and we do this unironically and completely ignoring the blood lust we all experience every year just two weeks prior

will i finish this project or will this project finish me?

hugging the ref? he's so preciousss

anyone else spent a year trying to decide whether a particular oc is going to be a cat or a person.

like this guy could be a cat bcs it's cute and i don't need any other ocs for the idea really but at the same time he was originally a human but that's a lot of effort and i don't know how to personalise him

The cruelty of racist white men.

2000 was almost 14 years ago 2000 was almost 14 years ago 2000 was almost 14 years ago

je'von evans getting that iyo sky treatment from trick williams and oba femi

As Damian’s 16th birthday approaches, Tim gets more and more anxious. He spends more and more time with Damian, until they’re almost attached at the hip. Offers, with a tone of suppressed desperation that does not suffice to make Damian agree, to take Damian out of the country for his birthday. Starts to stand firmly in between Bruce and Damian every time they’re in the same room, twitching every time Bruce moves toward them.

Damian’s 16th birthday passes without incident, if you don’t count Tim hovering at his shoulder the entire time, armed, checking every present before letting Damian take it.

Tim is staring at the clock as it hits midnight, and his body goes almost limp, the constantly-held tension of weeks dropping. Then his face fills with confusion. Then goes blank. He leaves, with the party still in swing, and Damian feels the absence at his side immediately, the spot just behind him that he’s grown used to having a protective presence in finally empty.

No one sees Tim for weeks.