Never Stalk Your Ex On Instagram, You’ll End Up Stalking Their Entire Friend Group.

i NEED my fine shyt to make a move

love you forever king dice

Game dice 🂱

Brushes: genius pen, watercolor real, marker, airbrush. Idk I just like to share it w you guys ^^

i need to write more undertale fanfiction i need to do more world building

I LOVE headcanon, that Gaster and Sans were fellow scientists! This is my Roman Empire

real all my posts in the most monotone voice ever please, thats what the voice in my head sounded like when i typed them (*´ω`*)

i dont 100% agree that stan is gay BUT queer stan is so real i think i’m gonna go on a rant rq

As a genderfluid person who dated a gay man only to be led on when he didn't think I was masculine enough for him, it sucks that I can't project my own experiences on to Wendy without people assuming I hate her. I also think Stan is gay and deeply in denial about it because being attracted to a boy would make him a "sissy". He's using her as a stand in for Kyle and will never love her as much as he loves his superbestfriend. He is disgusted by the thought of actually being close to her. Stan is hurting Wendy and it's unfair for her. If Kyle knew what Stan was doing he'd swear that they could never be friends again, but would probably go back to hanging out with him in like a week.

had a bad day and opened up tumblr to this

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who else has the maddie nolan autism

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south park main four in the worlds worst polycule

i think about this fanart multiple times a day

So lovely and scary 😇

sitting legs crossed, hands clasped in my lap, and ready for the full fic drop

Lil sneak peek of the next chapter of "Be Nice to Me" my Kyman fanfic!

Kyle slams his car door shut and stomps his way towards Stan’s front door.

“Kyle, slow down,” Tolkien tries to keep up with him.

“Yeah, Kyle, maybe we should just take a moment to practice some breathing exercises. Breathe in…” Bradely follows closely behind, demonstrating a deep breath in. “And breathe ou–”

“Oh, fuck off, Briggle,” Kyle sharply dismisses as he moves through his teammates. His mind hyper fixated on one thing and one thing only, finding Cartman.

Craig pats Tolkien’s shoulder, stopping him from moving forward. He shakes his head. “Just let him go.”

“Yeah, it's pointless,” Kevin irritably sighs, rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, man, when Kyle's mad, there's no stopping it! Argh, we gotta get outta here before shit really hits the fan,” Tweek shakes Craig's collar.

“It's okay, honey, Kyle's just mad at Cartman, not us,” Craig gently reassures his boyfriend, taking his hands off of his collar and into his own, “Let's just go enjoy the show, okay?” He leads him inside.

“Ugh,” Tweek nervously twitches but follows along regardless.

Tolkien and Bradely share a concerned glance. This is going to be a disaster.

Shits going down “ψ (｀∇´) ψ hehehe