My Brother And I Made Some Sanders Sides Alignment Charts +Remy And Picani

Weird Fucking Questions Ask Game

Dipping chicken in mashed potatoes. Yes or no?

Top 3 favorite colors and bottom 5 most hated ones

Which fantasy race do you wish you were the most?

Favorite obscure tumblr humor/joke/meme?

Notebooks or journals? Why?

Favorite thing you learned about in science class?

If you were a vegetable which would you be?

What color is English Class?

Which lizard trait do you have/wish you had?

What mountain/mountain range would you most want to carve a hole out of to live in?

Would you take a bite out of a book?

If you could shapeshift what would be the first change you made to your body?

What do you find "cute" that others do not?

If you were a robot with a "hidden/secret button/feature" what would it be?

Do you have beef with dolphins?

If your hair were an animal what would it be?

What material would your skin be made out of if you had a choice in the matter?

What seasoning would you want your body to be sprinkled with?

Most American thing I have ever seen. My dad bought bullets and they came with a $100 wine voucher

i think what’s on a person’s nightstand is very telling so reblog this and put in the tags the things you have on your nightstand

A birthday message for myself, presented by mark

he’s so dumb I love him

Here is the second installment to my Robbie origin story, enjoy! WARNING: prepare for adorable, cutesy zomboi moments

“Light Bulb”

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Hello tumblr, im doing something of a mini survey so i have two questions:

1. Did you know before reading this that there was mercury present in thermometer fluid

2. Regardless of your previous answer would you say this was common knowledge

At the gate for my flight home from visiting friends and there's a woman here with a service Shiba Inu. No pics because he has a Do Not Disturb vest and taking pics of strangers is illegal but I need to stress how ON DUTY this animal is. Ears up. Eyes doing Lazer scans of everything. Examining everyone who passes within 10ft like a security guard. Ass planted on her feet. I have never seen a dog with such intense chivalric guardian energy before. He has tiny eyebrows and they are FURROWED with concentration.

I was expecting tears. What I wasn’t expecting was adrenaline-induced nausea. Thanks lads

Ooh,say,would you like to do “How can I trust you?” with Anti and Marvin? :D

TW: drug mention

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The couch faced the TV, set in the middle of the open living area with a coffee table in front of it and small stands on both sides. The TV mounted on the wall was off, the room quiet except for the buzz of electronics filling the air. Marvin glanced down at his clothes; far too big for his frame, too soft, too well taken care of.

He moved over to the couch, curling up in a corner, keeping his hands tucked into the sleeves of the sweater and into fists- just in case. The man on the opposite end of the couch looked like him- but too well kept, too clean, too kind.

Dopplegangers were the only option that made sense. Dopplegangers.

"One or two, maybe....not five of us..." Marvin muttered, staring at the other man who's eyes were too kind.

Jack pressed his lips together, nodding. "I know. But the evidence is right here...all 5 of us. I don't really get it either..." He smiled and shrugged, watching the kid in front of him. Someone so small, despite their height. So hardened, with his gaze constantly flikering around the room, looking for something Jack couldn't place. "Hey...your name is Marvin, right?"

Marvin nodded once, keeping the sleeves down on his sweater. His skin prickled, feeling like small daggers or sparks of white noise. He kept his gaze moving, trying to find the source. No one in sight except for the man in front of him. Still too kind.

"I'm Jack. I uh, met Henrik first, he's kinda weird but I love him 'cause of it, you know? He really just wants to help people, hes just brash, is all. He'd also really like to look you over, if you'd let him..."

Marvin shook his head. "No. I'll end up hurting him." These people were fucking idiots.

"I don't think so, but I won't push you, if you're uncomfortable with it. I just want you safe." He shook his head, still keeping a gentle smile. Marvin glanced at him, watching him twitch before recovering like nothing happened. Jack kept moving his hands as he talked. "You know Jackie now, he brought you home, yeah? He's really cool, I didn't think I'd meet a real live superhero." He chuckled, watching Marvin, trying to bring a smile to his face.

Marvin stared at him, rubbing his arm, the pinpricks starting to get on his nerves. "I don't care," he snapped, mouth turning into a scowl. Jack startled, jumping slightly and opening his mouth to speak before closing it again. "I don't fucking care! Why should I care about how you met?? Or who you fucking are?? I don't give a rat's ass!" Bright blue flames licked out the sides of his balled up hands and he stood, getting away from the couch. He kept his eyes fixated on Jack, though he felt the pinpricks intensify as he stood. "Are any of you drug dealers?"

"I-" Jack's eyes were wide as he pressed himself a bit into the couch. "No-"

Marvin bit the inside of his cheek then laughed, bitter. "Then how does that doctor get the fucking meds." He clicked his tongue. "No liscened doctor acts like him. Only the black market ones do that. Are you stupid? How the fuck does a man like him get medical grade drugs? Because it's fucking obvious he's not a doctor." Flames coiled up his arms, hot and ready to attack. The pinpricks settled for a moment, as if enjoying the show.

"He- I met him while he was practicing in a hospital." Jack watched the flames, entranced in their nature. They danced and sparked like normal flames, though they colored bright and dark blue, like a science experiment.

Marvin laughed again, shaking his head. "You have no idea what's out there. You're a fucking idiot."

Jack opened his mouth to speak, shell shocked. He closed his mouth a few moments later, not sure what to say to defend his friend. "I am not-"

"Shut up. Just shut up!" Flames flared around him, singing the floor black. "I was told I could trust you!" White-blue sparks flew, nearly setting the furniture on fire. "I should have known better! You're fucking lying out the gate! How could I trust you?? You're an idiot who doesn't know illegal drugs when it's in your own goddamn house!"

Jack laughed, the sound unnatural, doubled over, and piercing. "You're smart. I like you."

Flames concentrated around his hands, flaring around his fists like angry tentacles. "...don't touch me." The common signs of being manipulated.

"I don't think I can, with that kind of flame." He grinned, teeth shark-like and eyes glowing neon green. "But you're smart. No one else has asked that."

"They're fucking stupid." Marvin felt himself shaking, the pinpricks on his body attacking him like needles stabbing through fabric.

"̴T̴he͝y̸ ͏wo͞n't̷ ͢be̛ a҉s ͘fu̵n as ̶you͜." His voice had an undertoned whirr in it, like a VCR being rewound.

Marvin glared, flames growing. "Name. Now."

"̛Yo̡u ́d҉o͘n̨'́t̸ ̨carȩ ab͡out na͠m͠es.̀"

Before he could retort, Jack coughed, doubling over and holding his head. "Fuck me, mate..."

Marvin took another step back, flames rescinding to a safer level, flicking around his body like a blanket. "I'll get the doctor." He turned and stormed away, pinpricks still following in his tracks.

DSMP Small Town AU

ok so this is gonna be clumsy and probably a little ooc at times, but I made an AU!!!! this is just the basic idea cause I couldn’t figure out how to put down everything I had, but I’ll add the other bits in other posts. Ask me anything, suggest headcanons, go nuts! Inspired by @dazenightmare’s store au, so check them out, but anyway here goes nothing!

Phil, Techno, Ranboo, Tommy, and Tubbo work at Techno’s garden supply store

Techno is the owner, but he leaves most of the managerial stuff to Phil

Wilbur sometimes helps out

They play unassuming videogame music over the store sound system. Tommy snuck Pigstep onto the playlist, and he and Techno rap to it sometimes

Tubbo likes to watch the bees in the flower bushes

Techno has a potato plant in his office that’s older than Tommy and has produced ungodly amounts of potatoes

The garden store doesn't have a uniform/dress code because it's just whatever Phil will let them leave the house in

Tommy and Tubbo once made a fort out of bags of mulch

Wilbur, Fundy, Niki, and Quackity work at Wilbur’s pawn shop

It’s kinda the hangout place

Their “uniform” is a flannel. 

Wilbur blasts closing time by semisonic to tell his employees to go home

Quackity creates a civilization in the unexplored back corner of the pawn shop and manages to kidnap most of the candy store staff plus Karl. Wilbur is incredibly confused

Friend is a stuffed sheep that showed up at the shop one day and Wilbur took one look at it and went “this is the entire backbone of my emotional stability now”

Tommy and Tubbo sometimes help out

Tubbo likes the rotary dial phone and Tommy likes the spoons

Someone pawned a set of boomwhackers. Chaos followed

Bad, Skeppy, Ant, and Sam work at the Nook Cafe

It kind of becomes a place that moms can leave their kids at while they run errands because they’ll be taken care of

Skeppy acts out little stories for the kids. He always asks the kids who should be his princess in the stories and they always say Bad. Bad protests every time but always gets into it and has fun with the kids and Skeppy

Bad bakes the kids treats

There’s this one little boy who is just constantly clinging to Antfrost. He wears a cat hoodie

Sam keeps their appliances running

They have one coffee machine that Sam has been wrestling to keep running for years. Bad refuses to replace it because Skeppy named it

Dream, Sapnap, and George work at the candy store

Dream is just managing in place of the absentee owners

George handles the chocolate because he’s colorblind

Sapnap likes giving kids free samples

Dream is good at making old fashioned hard candies 

Sapnap gets mesmerized by the taffy puller often

Someone shows one of them candy store from heathers and now all three of them sing it or catch themselves humming it all the time

Karl is an author, Puffy owns a flowershop, Shlatt is Fundy and Quackity’s landlord, Eret drives the town’s singular taxi, and Purpled makes money running errands for the townsfolk and various businesses in town.

I’ll post more about this, but feel free ask about it or share ideas!!