The Standard Model Of Ario Theory | Left-Handed Toons

Haha I THINK MY HEAD IS BOUTTA EXPLODE (Dog Man based comics!!!)

Fun fact: I used the last pic as an excuse to draw Harold and George (BECUZ I CAN AND I WANT TO)

exactly

Tell him, maybe It’ll spark a memory of dealing with delinquents in the subway

Potions in PLA heal 60hp as opposed to 20hp in the other games and it's probably for the same reason Coca-Cola used to be considered medicinal.

I need to do this brb

Zoom area - keep clear 😂

when i say i like hiking, i don’t mean “eight mile backpacking trip with special gear and an emergency beacon” sort of hiking, i mean a three mile loop to go look at pretty things and then a huge brunch after.

Meanwhile here I am having problems with both, granted the abused and old af phone model problems are more tolerable than the new and very well carefully cared for laptop

Laptops are always so much more Fucked than phones in my experience. A laptop is like a beautiful horse that wants nothing more than to break all of its legs. A decently solid android phone will act normal

i dreamt that Pokémon ZA came out and there was already a Tumblr post with a screenshot of the game where AZ says "I came to acquire this hotel when the previous owner passed away" but his model just had the same blank eyed smile the trainers usually do in idle and the post zoomed in on his expression and was captioned "did you kill that man, az." and then someone reblogged it captioned "you're looking in the wrong direction" and it was zoomed in on floette with an equally empty smile. implying floette killed that man.

This makes so much sense

"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.