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Name's Clarisimart!
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Reblogged hummise
Instead of theraprism bill day i shouldve decreed it was Ford Gets Held Down Day and we all sjouldve drawn that man slutting it up in various restrictive positions
Alright everyone, Saturday the 5th, pencil it in
happy holidays to all who celebrate!
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archers gloves vs digital artist gloves being opposite of one another
Much like how archers and digital artists are mortal enemies
Behold, the digital artchery glove!
….but Wait…
…….!!!
FUCKA YOUUU!!!!!
Ok but wgat if we held hands…..
and we both had carpal tunnel syndrome 😳
not carpal tunnel syndrome 😫
this website really has ruined me… i didnt catch the G, so i spent like 4 minutes scouring the second pic for thee Lucky Luciano 😭
hand in unglovable hand
Reblogged minniethemoocherda
at the top of the pile a single pea is having a hard time getting to sleep
Reblogged minniethemoocherda
archers gloves vs digital artist gloves being opposite of one another
Much like how archers and digital artists are mortal enemies
Behold, the digital artchery glove!
….but Wait…
…….!!!
FUCKA YOUUU!!!!!
Ok but wgat if we held hands…..
and we both had carpal tunnel syndrome 😳
not carpal tunnel syndrome 😫
this website really has ruined me… i didnt catch the G, so i spent like 4 minutes scouring the second pic for thee Lucky Luciano ��
hand in unglovable hand
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A promise and a threat.
Chapter 12 - The Daughter.
If there was one thing Stanley Pines was a pro at, it was at compartmentalizing. It had been the only way he could survive thirty years of pretending to be his twin brother with his sanity semi-intact.
He knew exactly how to keep his parts apart.
Mr. Mystery, one half of a twin set, Stan Pines, grunkle Stan.
All of them him, all of them separate and distinct.
He was stupidly beginning to let himself believe that after so many years of keeping his personas apart, now that Ford was here, now that their relationship was mending, he could finally put his broken pieces together and show all of himself to his loved ones.
What a fucking joke.
He should have known.
No matter how many parts he had, they all had one thing in common.
Stan Pines, all of him, was a failure.
And he had doomed his brother.
Focus Stanley. This is not who you need to be right now. Now you need to be Stan Pines, concerned friend / responsible(ish) adult.
Shoulder for Wendy to lean on. Nothing else.
Nobody’s brother.
Reblogged musekicker
my wife tried to do the thing where you pull a tablecloth really fast and the dishes stay in place but instead of a tablecloth it was a towel and instead of dishes it was our poor long suffering cat that was just trying to sleep on said towel. poor baby got whipped across the room fast enough that its meow got dopplered into meeeeeeOOOWWwwwwww
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Bill...just leave it like that, it won't work
HAHAHAHAHA
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A promise and a threat.
Chapter 12 - The Daughter.
If there was one thing Stanley Pines was a pro at, it was at compartmentalizing. It had been the only way he could survive thirty years of pretending to be his twin brother with his sanity semi-intact.
He knew exactly how to keep his parts apart.
Mr. Mystery, one half of a twin set, Stan Pines, grunkle Stan.
All of them him, all of them separate and distinct.
He was stupidly beginning to let himself believe that after so many years of keeping his personas apart, now that Ford was here, now that their relationship was mending, he could finally put his broken pieces together and show all of himself to his loved ones.
What a fucking joke.
He should have known.
No matter how many parts he had, they all had one thing in common.
Stan Pines, all of him, was a failure.
And he had doomed his brother.
Focus Stanley. This is not who you need to be right now. Now you need to be Stan Pines, concerned friend / responsible(ish) adult.
Shoulder for Wendy to lean on. Nothing else.
Nobody’s brother.
A promise and a threat.
Chapter 12 - The Daughter.
If there was one thing Stanley Pines was a pro at, it was at compartmentalizing. It had been the only way he could survive thirty years of pretending to be his twin brother with his sanity semi-intact.
He knew exactly how to keep his parts apart.
Mr. Mystery, one half of a twin set, Stan Pines, grunkle Stan.
All of them him, all of them separate and distinct.
He was stupidly beginning to let himself believe that after so many years of keeping his personas apart, now that Ford was here, now that their relationship was mending, he could finally put his broken pieces together and show all of himself to his loved ones.
What a fucking joke.
He should have known.
No matter how many parts he had, they all had one thing in common.
Stan Pines, all of him, was a failure.
And he had doomed his brother.
Focus Stanley. This is not who you need to be right now. Now you need to be Stan Pines, concerned friend / responsible(ish) adult.
Shoulder for Wendy to lean on. Nothing else.
Nobody’s brother.
Reblogged misostrio
Happy Trans Day of Visibility!
Ford finally grows facial hair
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