everything i do i do with playful and bisexual intent
me and my mutuals
caitlyn: [removes vi from her lap to do work]
vi: wife is... evil? wife is unyielding? wife hates me? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going into hiding in zaun as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.
"I've been thinking about" something I've thought of for 5 seconds
"it just occurred to me" this has been bugging me for 11 years.
nothing, just the phrase "meesa thinks yousa been a bad boy" echoing on repeat in my brain
Daichi: so what do you do?
Kuroo: I work in genetic research and I'm currently trying to eliminate all cancers.
Daichi: wow impressive
Kuroo: then I'll move onto Aries
in my head ghost used to look like the most twinkish twink like how i imagine every british man except he gained about 20 more pounds of pure muscle and has seen so many unspeakable horrors and committed so many unspeakable atrocities that the light from his eyes has faded and he has permanent eyebags sunken in eyes and guant cheekbones like if a swimsuit model got put through hell about five times and survived
I had fun using some new brushes while drawing one of the ghouls (β'β‘'β)
Soap, putting his hands over Ghost's eyes: Guess who!
Ghost: It's either Soap or the cold, clammy hands of death.
Soap, putting his hands away: It's Soap!
Ghost: Dammit.