#holy shit I know how it spell

[bluebutlikenotalways]

Why did he do this?

#mucha lucha #mucha lucha! #mucha lucha ricochet #holy shit I know how it spell #mucha lucha masked dog

[tequiilasunriise]

Being in fandoms where the characters are clearly based on other pieces of media/famous figures is so much fun because then some of my ships look like this:

Parentified Goldilocks who is also The Beast x Avoidance attachment Beauty who is ALSO also The Beast, one of my fav moments with them is when they off the Minotaur together who is ALSO also also The Beast

Little Red Riding Hood if she was also the Wolf and has galloons of repressed trauma x Snow White but she’s heavily knight coded and the poster child of daddy issues

Edgar Allen Poe’s Lenore x Annabel Lee but they’re in gay ghost love

The poem ‘The Last Rose of Summer’ x Odin’s raven Huginn but they’re exes still in love in a milf yuri divorce that ends super mega tragically and domino effects mommy issues out the ass

Historical figures Cleopatra x Frida Kahlo with the most chef’s kiss height difference you’ve ever seen

A polycule with Joan of Arc x Mulan x Thor x Achilles but they’re all genderbent/trans

The Velveteen Rabbit x fashion icon Coco Chanel if she was a lesbian with a gun

Frankenstein’s monster x a different sapphic Cleopatra bc baby gays <3333

Okay okay that black cat from Poe’s, well, The Black Cat x Poe’s Eulalie is cute yes

But I actually really REALLY love Poe’s Eulalie x Poe’s Berenice bc they’re “me and the bad bitch I pulled by being autistic” personified

The Snow Queen with mega daddy issues x Robin Hood if he was a socialist lesbian I SAIDDDD ITTTT

Imma say it historical figures JFK x Confucius were adorable bros

Aesop’s Fisherman x Odin’s other bird Munin you will always be famous my tragic old man yaoi <////3

Y’all will really have to hear me out here when I say Cinderella if she fucken snapped x ice cream Mad Hatter because couples who are terrible to each other but in a “only I’m allowed to be a horrid to them” way can be so funny

And I could go o n fer ages but the point is imagine explaining these ships to someone like 30 years ago with ZERO context their heads would explode and it’d be so funny

#most of these are rwby ships and imma be so real i couldve made an even longer list with just rwby ships alone #‘it aint much but its honest work’ -me being a multishipper #OKAY TIME TO TAG ALL THESE SHIPS. WELL THEN. man. really dug my own grave here #bumbleby #whiterose #white raven #rosebird #i like how theres a little pattern between these shipnames okay #super mega cursed idea is weiss x raven also being called white raven THROWINGGG UPPPP but also yeah that would be funny #one white raven i adore with my whole heart and then another white raven i would torch #kahlopatra #jnpr berries #i will NOT be listing each individual ship involved in that polycule holy shit #‘jaune we love you just as much as we loved pyrrha’ while in front of Pyrrha’s memorial??? like okay yeah sure gods GODS these kids #crosshares #clankie #shit hold on lemme look up these shipnames fer nevermore i only know white raven off the top of my head #okay uhhh we’ll go with spells and space bc incorrect nevermore said so and thats good enougg fer me #spells and space #boston magic #schneewood forest #<— one of my FAVES yall my reconnecting exes au fer Robyn n Winter is so <33333 #jkfucius #fairgame #spicecream #i wont tag each person bc tag limit but oh my god if anyone read these tags mwuah mwuah #rwby #nevermore webtoon #clone high #monster high

[iceeericeee]

I wonder how many tags i can add on to this

#there must be SOME kind of a limit otherwise posts would get suuuuuuper duper long like is it just 30? #idk but i'm going to find out by simply maxxing out the character limit for each tag and finding out the limit of tags for each post lololo #this is gonna be great. i just have to remember to type without ever using the comma. it shouldn't be too hard right? fuck i almost typed #the comma i'm already bad at this smh my head. also if your still here i commend you. you have a better attention span than i do. #i'm already starting to get bored holy shit this is not happening. i gotta power through this. FOR SCIENCEEEEEEEEEE. or somethinggggggggggg #but fr idk what else to say. maybe just saying that i don't know what to say will be good enough? but does that even count? #I don't even know anymore. ffffffffuck. this is gonna be a while huh? also holy shit if you're still here omg u deserve like. a prize or #something because u definitely didn't have to stay and read all of this bull shit. lololol i typed out bs but decided to just spell the who #thing out just to make it go by faster. i'm so lazy. this is only the nineth tag HOW will i make it to 30. i am sobbing the adhd is adhding #very hard rn. are you still here? bruh this is insane. i have somehow managed to keep ur attention this long and it's just me spouting #absolute balderdash. wait do you know what balderdash even means? i don't care if you do already i'm gonna tell you anyway. balderdash is #basically just another word for nonsense. boom. you learned something new today. balderdash equals nonsense equals this damn post. #why did i decide to do this in the first place. it was a dumb idea. i don't know if i can even keep going. this is only the *counts tags* #it's the 14th tag. we've got a long way to go boys. men. soldiers. comrads. friends. besties peeps. marshmallows. #where was i going with this? oh yeah. trying to max out the limit for tags. dang i almost typed a comma there. i haven't done that since #i think the third or fourth tag. dang that feels like such a long time ago. not for you guys probably. it feels longer because i have to li #type it all out and stuff. so it's definitely gonna feel longer for me. are you still here? good lord don't you have better things to #be doing than reading all of this? we're already on tag number 18. it feels like i should be on the thirtyeth by now. or however it's spell #'toast' you might be wondering 'why are you typing out the names of the numbers instead of say '9' or '5'?' well you see. young one. #this is a strategy i'm using to make each tag slightly longer. even if i don't know how to spell it. it'll make it just a little bit longer #anyway. i got off topic. not that there was ever a topic to begin with. unless it's about making this as long as i can. #which i am apparently good at doing. i guess. are you STILL here? do you seriously have nothing to do? i guess i'm flattered you stayed thi #whole time. instead of reading something else you stayed here. with me. listening to me talk. on the twenty-third tag. oh yeah its tag 23 #except now it's tag twenty-four. how crazy is that. this little talk is almost over. only 6 tags away if memory serves right. this's strang #i kind of don't want this to end. but i know it should. after all there is a limit. but all things must come to and end at some point i gue #i'm running out of things to say. it's probably a good thing it's almost over. hahahahah............... but i don't want to go. i don't wan #to leave this post. i've worked so hard on it. and for what. just for it to end. are you still here? yes? good. i'd hate to end this alone. #thank you for indulging me and my craziness. the end is only 2 tags away now. you can go ahead and leave. i'll be okay on my own. really... #...you're still here? i- i don't know what to say. i suppose a toast is in order. perhaps. for this journey. this stupid dumb post i though #would be fun. i'll make it short. it's the last tag after all. this was fun. but i will never do it again. so long as a i live. i'll miss y

[the-real-list-of-ominous-threats]

Im going to harvest your toes

OwO? You want my toes daddy uwu?

#oh my god i am so sorry #i am so sorry holy shit guys #i want you all to know how much i hated typing that #i am sorry for the cringe #please internet gods forgive me #read the tags #this is it. the worst thing i have ever written. #including that self insert gravity falls fic i wrote when i was 11 where i was best friends with the pines twins and a dimension hopper #i spelled Mabel's name as Mable the entire time and somehow it is still better than this #by the way the real threat was you having yo read that

[justanotherfanartist]

idr who it was but somebody I reblogged a post on a while back in which I dumped a bunch of random personal stuff in the tags if you see this this is for you 🙏🙏 also I’m lying I’m just a yapper

#I love turning tumblr into my personal diary knowing this will probably just get buried in the annels of my blog #I’m sure that’s not how you spell that but wtv #anyways grrrr I love men I love figuring out my type #I’ve dated three guys who all coincidentally happen to be relatively tall skinny athletic types #not an intended pattern btw it just happened like that #but now I am experiencing the true joy of variety #gahhhh I love body fat I love guys with body fat I am sick in the head for men who are squishy and have tummies and ass #it’s not my fault that kinda guy just happens to be the center snare in drumline it’s the curse of band kid I guess #holy shit I need to stop dating people in my band actually Jesus Christ it’s two already. see but like or I could collect the set #and go for all different instruments or categories #I’ve got brass (trombone) and woodwind (tenor sax) down #so like percussion?? mayhaps #our drumline is exclusively made up of three types of people for some reason #a) every girl is legit cool a bit masc and definitely gay (I know two personally and a third that fits the bill) and very skilled #b) very much oddball types who nobody in the band gets along with because they actively make people uncomfortable (hard to describe) #c) most grey-sweatpants straight guy you’ve ever seen who just happens to be reserved n semiattractive. looking at two of them in particula #(section leader and center snare specifically) third category hits hard #not my fault the center snare is stupid pretty and reserved and kinda squishy <- on the floor drooling #and like. a good snare #idk what happened to me but as soon as I became a musician people being able to play well became VERY attractive to me #curse of band kid once again #I’m genetically predisposed to it it’s fine <- raised by two divorced music majors #in particular an alto sax and the center snare are two guys that stick as me having a moment of like oh wow they’re *good*. haha that’s hot #alto sax is a killer jazz player and I’m psyched I get to trio with him and one of the drumline girls (my favorite tgirl fr) #although they’re both way better than I am so I’m really the weak link here #which is a hard asf sell given that they want me on bass <- I am a decent-to-mid rhythm guitarist at best #but wtv. everything I do I do for jazz #the most personal information I will likely ever admit to (I am lying I will vaguely yap about myself all day long)

[dinitride-art]

Polls.

Not Poles.

Would you believe that I have been learning this language for nearly nineteen years? That it’s what my brain is built on? That I read and write all the time and still can’t spell basic words?

The spelling doesn’t even make any sense. Like there’s two ‘L’s and suddenly that makes it so the ‘o’ sound changes? Like that doesn’t happen with dolls. And I know it’s because those two words were probably taken from two different languages but still, what the fuck? Pole is like that because the ‘e’ on the end affects the vowel, and that’s a rule that makes sense. Sometimes. Most of the time kinda. And like okay, I know that pole is about like the North Pole and stuff that’s like related to the specific use of that term. Science shit. And polls has a different meaning because it’s about polls. But still in my head polls should be pronounced like ‘pauls’. But like slightly different. For whatever reason that may be.

At this point I should just try to learn pieces of like twenty other languages just to try and understand the roots of English to spell things correctly.

#everyday I go on tumblr and embarrass myself #I’ve never been able to spell things right and I’d like to stop trying #even fucking French makes more sense than this #like sure you don’t say half the word #but the stuff in the word itself that you say and don’t say generally follows the same rules #like don’t pronounce h’s #and j’s have a jhhhhhh sound instead a juh #and I was only in French classes for three years and never had an actual teacher #and it still makes more sense than English #a couple years ago I was learning Japanese halfheartedly on duolingo #and holy shit the characters actually had rules #and they all followed the same thing and pattern #and it was beautiful #english will just absorb random phrases from other languages and call it a day #adios has just always been in my head and that is straight up Spanish #and ce la vi (no idea how to spell it it’s French. can only kinda pronounce French) #ce l’vie #cę la vie #yeah no idea #it’s got rules that make sense but fuck if I know them #English is way easier to speak than to write #I should have a tag that’s me complaining so people can block it #uhh #personal #I think that works

[yoinkschief]

run.

BEFORE YOU READ !

Just some context from what the Campaign is and how we got to this point:

Nephyrus was hired by NASA (yes NASA, not some fantasy acronymn thingamajig) along with Marmite (played by my bestie @shran :3) and Li (played by the DM) to go along the vast planets and basically win over their inhabitants to speak well of NASA and whatnot

During his trip, on his way to the inn he'd paid for after landing on their first planet, he's attacked and the following ensues:

The door of the inn slammed shut, framed paintings and furniture rattling as Nephyrus felt the sting of fearful tears fighting to fall as he gasped for air. His hands grasped at his neck as if to prove the hand was gone from his throat, trying to convince himself he could breathe. With shaky hands, he undid the buttons of his uniform and corset, looking at the small slit with a small head of blood trailing a line down his center.

"Fuck…" Nephyrus shuddered, head pooling into his hands as he anxiously ran them into his hair.

He took a minute to watch the blood soak into the hem of his pants as he curled in on himself, working on steadying his breath with every passing moment. With soft mutterings and hums he manages to soften the harsh beating of his heart against his ribs, forcing it to stay in his chest before he sits up right once more with a single, shivering breath.

"Okay…" Nephyrus whispered to himself, eyes darting to the door that was just slammed shut, like he was waiting for someone to walk back in.

Once he was sure no one would, he reached a hesitant hand up to the knife stabbed above his head -where his heart once was- and pulled it free from the wall. The letter that was pinned to the wall from it, fell onto his head and slid into his lap. The picture of a paw print pierced by an arrow taunting him, a vague clue of who the masked tiefling who just threatened his life, a clue he didn't even understand.

He licked and gnawed on his lip, just staring at the piece of paper in his lap, torn and frayed at the edges. He could still feel his pulse in his throat, begging to run free and away from this mess he's gotten himself into with this.

"... Tch… "keep acting like that",,, what does that even mean…" Nephyrus set his jaw awkwardly to try and settle the tension on his head, thoughts running through heaps and hurdles of what this could mean, what this could be about, why this would be happening, any and everything.

He had a sneaking suspicion, this gnawing, grating, idea in the back of his mind as to what this could be about, this theory he was so desperately pleading to be false. The last thing he needed while on a separate planet was a chain keeping him attached to his old one, much less the part he wanted to break off from.

With a more forceful and precise hand, trying to get the hard part over and done with. He couldn't place why it was hard, the subconscious horror if he was right? The thought of if he's wrong and it's something he didn't prepare for? Something else entirely? Why was it so nerve wracking, why were his hands shaking again as he held the paper up, not even an inch above his lap. The paper was taught between his two hands, trembling in his tight grip as it threatened to rip and tear with his anxiety.

Another heavy breath and he fumbled his fingers around the folds, finally managing to open the message.

"Good tidings Abbodon,-"

Well, he knows the guy's name now: Abbodon. Not sure where that'll get him here, though. Fuck- it's a name, and that's good, it's a lead.

"We met again under familiar circumstances. The target is Nephyrus Wendell-"

Nephyrus' set his jaw again.

"Currently working for N.A.S.A. with a pale red complexion and buffalo horns. How it's done is none of my concern.

Regrettably,"

No.. no no no don't let it be that, anything but that.

"The Ballard Family Head.

160,000GP"

Fuck.

Fuck.

"Fuck!" Nephyrus stood, granted on shaky legs as he slid his back up the wall, staring at the red numbers on the  paper.

"160,000"

He did it.

He really, really did it.

He managed to actually put a price on his life. And it was surprisingly high,,, at least in Nephyrus’ opinion. Which,, should say a lot about considering his personal relationship to the head of the Ballard Family. His very personal relationship.

Eugh.

The paper suffered his disgust, a pointed scowl as his hand crumpled the corner of the paper in his sickened grasp of the ink spitting in his face. It made him sick, thinking that such a man could do this to him. Not so much that it was unbelievable, instead of just how believable it was. Wouldn’t be the first time something like this has happened to him. Although, this time it felt more serious, a lot more threatening and made Nephyrus’ feet burn, like he was a sitting duck.

He glared at the door, he couldn’t even recall the height of the man who attacked him, vaguely his voice. He felt the burn from his feet rocket up his body with shame. What was the point of getting into N.A.S.A. if he couldn’t even manage to fight against someone trying to attack him? If he couldn’t help himself, how was he supposed to help the company he works for? How was supposed to gather the good will of the people here if he practically stood there and let him choke him out against the wall like that?

He shook his head, pushing the hair back from obscuring his view of all possible entrances and exits of the room. He shouldn’t plague himself with those thoughts right now, what he needed to do was figure out a game plan, obviously he can’t stay in this Inn- not even for tonight. Then he would actually be a sitting duck. But he can’t go off the grid either because he’s still working on the N.A.S.A. mission with Marmite and…

Shit.

“SHIT- what am I supposed to tell Marmite and.. And Li…” Nephyrus held his hand to his mouth, brows knitting together in worry as he pushed his shaken body off the wall to lightly pace around the room.

He glanced back down to the note before stuffing it into his pocket.

“I can’t tell them… they’d freak out… they’d get caught up… can’t let them get hurt- Li’s got a son, Li gets hurt I’ll never forgive myself… And Marmite, fuck, I can’t let him go into that tournament alone though- I promised him I’d go with him… Shit… Damn it…” Nephyrus’ tail swatted side to side as he paced around the large room, big even for what he was used to in more expensive rooms - that’s what you get when the entire town is a head taller than you, suppose. 

Looking at his faint reflection in the window, and the red line that seemed to scream out at him in the translucent reflection, he glanced back down to the line down his abdomen. Such a thin and shallow cut, and yet it managed to shake him so much- he’s dealt with worse bar fights than this. But those were happenstance, something that was just a normal thing to happen when people get drunk in the same room together and have differing opinions. This was personal. Way, way too personal.

“Abbodon…” Nephyrus wiped off the thin trail of blood, not bothering to put any bandages on the shallow cut, instead just buttoning back up his shirt which now had a hole in it. He clicked his tongue in annoyance at that before leaning against the dresser in the room. He could barely see himself in the mirror, it being higher than normal and settling at about chest height, but in the reflection he could see the duffel bag worth of stuff he’d brought into the inn and suddenly he was panicking again.

He raced to the bag, sliding along the floor on his knees to quickly unzip the bag to ruffle through its contents. If there was anything he knew about that “Head of the Ballard Family”, he’d want what was in this bag. That is, if he somehow managed to find out what was in it - but seeing as he found out what planet he was going on he didn’t think it to be that big of a stretch anymore.

Gracious above, you go to a whole other planet and your past will catch up to you. That oughta teach him to never run from his problems. Can’t really say he blamed himself though, this was a very infuriating and intimidating problem.

Finally he clutched onto the plain wooden box, small scratches and notches taken out of the once sharp corners and edges of it, the desperate Tiefling failing the simple lock on it before finally managing it open with baited breath, chest tight and body rigid before he found the photos messily scattered about the small interior of the box.

A shaky breath left his lips in heavy relief as he subconsciously curled around the box, tail curving in a semi circle on the floor around where he sat on his knees. He took a moment to go through the photos, trying not to shake any harder than he already was as the memories of the photos poured into mind like a waterfall that wanted to empty out of his tear ducts. They were safe. She was safe.

He neatly sorted the pictures of his mother into the box once more, ordering them through long ago before he was even born to shortly before she vanished from his life, from most frayed and yellowed to pristine and nearly shining with how glossy and white they remained over the years he’d kept them safe in the box.

He can’t risk losing her again. Not like this, not to him for a second time.

He can’t risk Marmite and Li getting involved with this, Li’s son deserves to grow up with a loving and caring father and Marmite deserves to see the galaxy.

He can’t risk their safety.

He steeled his gaze onto the box, sharp eyes flicking to the duffle bag of his essentials and the backpack he had with adventuring gear that would let him… well, get off the grid for a while. At least until he could fix this problem.

Could he though? The way he said those words.

“You must be in big trouble…”

He must have some big fucking balls to be talking like that, or the body count to back it up at least. Made Nephyrus’ throat tight and heart stutter.

Definitely not getting Marmite and Li wrapped up in this. Living together with them or not for the next time knows how long, he should be able to at least address this issue before the tournament. Or so help him, he does not want to drag a second into the ring with him like that, not when other people could get hurt because of his own incompetence.

“Sorry, friends.” Nephyrus muttered to himself, giving the box before him on the floor a loving kiss. “Didn’t expect this to happen. Not like this, anyway.”

Stuffing the box carefully back into the bag, he zipped it up - not before pulling out a quill and some paper, writing a vague message that some unexpected contingency came up so he had to report back to his ship for the rest of the week, but won’t ask for a refund for the room - more so that it was just not going to be in use anymore.

He thought about where to put it when the memory of his own personalized note was brought back to his head - not that it ever really left, but pulled his attention enough to turn his gaze to the knife on the floor where he sat. He felt sick looking at it, the very thought of that knife being pressed against him - the fact he did nothing to prevent it. He’s better than that - he SHOULD be better than that, anyway.

Nephyrus slung the duffel over his head onto his shoulder, dropping down next to the knife to pick it up. On it were the faint remnants of their interaction: a thin sliver of his own blood, already dried on the end of the blade. He scratched a piece of it off with his claw before he grimaced at the fact it could’ve killed him. He wasn’t sure why he was so upset at the fact he was basically spared, maybe it was the weighty feeling of something looming over his head at all times, the fact that his very assassin warned him instead of deciding to take his life right there, like some sick, dangerous game.

Nephyrus was no sitting duck.

A single paper left on the pillow of the bed, window cracked open for a quiet exit and dent in the wall were the only things left in the room, the only things tying him to being there. The last remnants of him sitting still and waiting for some predator to take him life meek prey.

He wouldn’t let that happen again.

@lanternbanter

WHAT THE FUC K!!!!

#I LOVE NEPHYRUS !!!! #I LOVE THIS CAMPAIGN SO MUCH #FUCKKKKK #lantern knows how to build a story so well #fuck me actually holy shit #Nephyrus Wendell #OC #Original Character #writing #story #short story #is it fan fiction if you literally ARE the character ? #DnD #my tiefling boy I love him so much #also this is kinda not accurate anymore ??? #I've been informed that Nephy in fact does NOT have a scratch #it's a whole slash #fuck I love Neph so much he's my bbg #by the way this is not at all beta read so there WILL be spelling/grammar mistakes

[thewonderousjaysky]

And day 4, done

The real test is gonna be if I can keep this up once the weekend hits lol

Kasai is.... one of my oldest OCS and has therefore gone through the most redesigns. She was originally a very very edgy maximum ride oc that was also me just being a baby weeb. Pretty half-Japanese cat girl but a wolf with dragonfly wings and shadow and fire powers. Oh, and a tragic tortured backstory, of course

She's a wolf based fae now, and I leaned a lot more into the inhuman aspects of her more here. Still kept that warm color pallet from her fire inspiration. I like her a lot better now, previous redesigns felt kinda flat so Im pleased with this actually!

#jay draws #oc-tober #bweirdoctober #i started writing a fanfic for her and her sister #(who was just a wolf pup but could talk and also had dragonfly wings) #(yes they were full siblings) #(no i don't know how that works) #but i very quickly abandoned it after one chapter bc i realized i got waaaaay in over my head with ambitious crossover plans #i also didn't have spell check at the time and holy shit did it show #anyway #that's staying buried for the rest of time #i like how hairy she is now it feels right

[lilypads17]

ladynoir redesign from these sketches in 2016

#2016 elias did not know how to take pictures holy shit #miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #marinette dupain chang #are we ever going to agree on how to spell her name #ladynoir #i see what i was going for in the og sketches. the miraculouses giving more of a physical effect #so i rolled w that

[karl-raccoon-in-a-teacup]

I don’t know how to articulate how shocked I was to see Fyodor appear in this latest episode other than the fact my sibling and I had to literally pause it, mid-watch, to mutually freak out about it

#bsd s4 #bsd spoilers #bsd fyodor #bsd season 4 #literally I read the book and I do NOT recall him appearing #or him being revealed to be V #I don't know if I didn't catch on #or if it wasn't fully spelled out (and was made clearer in the manga/other books) #but like #holy shit #that completely took me off-guard #it also made all my sibling's previous comments of 'Damn this sounds like Fyodor's organization' a LOT funnier #how did I not see this coming

[magnusbae]

Nothing more empowering than seeing a mega popular author unable to spell simple words in handwriting. Thank you. It's what I needed.

#Sometimes I write by hand and I'm like 'holy shit I actually don't eve begin to imagine how to spell those words' #BECAUSE SOME WORDS I 100% LEARNT ON AUTO CORRECT KEYBOARD ONLY. A #I know the SHAPE of them and I keysmash them until my keyboard recognizes it shduwjdhuewnbd #God. #buns.txt

[tobydontknowsh-t]

I LOVE SNOW WHITE i love snow white. I love her I NEED to watch that movie again

#kenny muffles #used to be a comfort movie before i saw the mitchells #it makes the autism make loud truck engine noises #just OUGH i love her i love the dwarves i love the animals i love the queen and i love the contrast between each of their designs #and i know i say this lightly but The Silhouettes Go So Fucking Hard holy shit i love old animation so much #animation appreciation tag #i guess since i just gushed about how much i love snow white and the seven dwarfs #Also in the official title it's spelled 'dwarfs' with an F instead of a VE for some reason #did the spelling change somewhere between 1937 and now or what #idk. i think that's odd that it's spelled weird #anyway SILHOUETTES!!! ANIMATION!!! I LOVE IT ALL

[tiredgatt0]

I've just come to the profound realization that while I am a fan of drinking alcohol that I like with people I like, I absolutly do not adore drinking random alcohol with people I don't know

#how to spell absolutly #absolutely not #I am so fuckin tired of this shit #im not sure if its the alcohol #or the dealing with kids/people i dont know the whole day #but i just want to go to sleep #holy fuck this is sucking the will to live out of me #i need to get out of here #i need to get laid #lets be honest #i fzcking hate certain ppl tbg

[i-am-terrowin]

it’s so fucking frustrating having a dm who DOESNT KNOW HOW FUCKING DASH ACTIONS WORK

#he also refuses to read our character sheets bc ‘we should know our own character’ #but there’s a person in the campaign who didn’t even know that they were supposed to add spells to what they have from their subclass and i #had to coach them on how to add spells and how to wildshape and i had to tell THE FUCKING DM THAT HE SHOULDNT NERF #FUCKING CUNNING ACTIONS FOR ROGUES BECAUSE THEYRE NOT THAT FUCKING OP YOU JUST DONT KNOW WHAT YOUR PLAYERS CAN DO #AND HE SAID THAT A PLAYER COUPDNT USE THEIR DIG SPEED TO TAKE A DASH ACTION BECAUSE THEYD JUST RUN INTO THE WALL #THATS NOT HOW FUCKING DASH ACTIONS WORK IT JUST ADDS TO YOUR MOVEMENT #he also didn’t let that player wildshape until they actually read how to do it but like bruh at a certain point you just don’t want people #to be able to use their cool abilities from their class that they’re prob excited for #he’s cool though #just kinda a dumbass #he also does some weird fuckshit with advantage and disadvantage where if you roll a nat 1 with advantage the nat 1 overrides it #don’t really like that but also like whatever it also works the other way around #he’s also really inconsistent on whether he uses the meets it beats it rule #the games fun overall but sometimes i am remind of how annoying it is that he doesn’t know the rules or our abilities #but it’s his table so he gets to fuck with it however he want but holy shit #HE ALSO LETS ANOTHER CHARACTER DO 2WEAPON FIGHTIN WITH A TWO HANDED WEAPON BUT HE WONT LET ME DO IT #IT MAKES ME WANT TO TEAR MY FUCKING EYES OUT #i don’t wanna be a rules lawyer but some of his rules are annoying and he doesn’t even know most of the rules so i feel like i have to #correct him or explain them sometimes

[baba-the-yagaa]

tumblr i love you with my heart and soul where else do i get this flung in my face and take only 5 points of psychic damage

#i lied #it was many #many more #points of psychic damage #holy shit i know how to spell psychic #holy shit #im a mazing #amazing #yeyeyeyeyeye #this hellsite #tumblr #i love it here

[boiohboii]

The Spaniard's Wife (Carlos Sainz x wife!reader)

Inspired by @charles-eclair16 's fic

Carlos Sainz had a secret for the past 9 years, but when he forgot to take off the one thing that can reveal everything, everyone has questions

or

in which Carlos let's everyone know that the rumors, in fact, are true

masterlist

N.B: didn't turn out how I wanted but I've been rewriting it multiple times and I think this is the best option, hope you like it...WARNINGS: swear words a lot, not proof read, spelling mistakes and really bad photoshop tbh, if I missed anything please let me know!

Faceclaim: Emeraude Toubia

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Carlossainz55: my wife and I have been friends for 20 years, we have been lovers for 13 of those years, engaged for 2 and married for 9. I have never been sure of much, but I am sure that I love her with my entire heart, I will always love her. I have known yn since before I could even dream of being an f1 driver, what happened in that one interview was disrespectful and just disgusting. No one has any right to speak any ill word of my wife, you don't know her and you never will, as long as she doesn't want you to. I will do everything for her, for her happiness, her comfort and for her ease of mind.

landonorris: tell yn I miss her!

Carlossainz55: leave her alone

landonorris: I'll tell her that you're rude to me

Carlossainz55: she's my wife!

landonorris: yeah yeah, you never let us forget it

username: yn been here since day 0 apparently, can't fight her now

username: YES!! CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS!

username: I want dts to make a reincarnation of their love story

username: we need a spinoff

username: yes! It'd be so cute

username: I can't imagine 16 year old carlos realising he is in love with his friend

username: she is every man's wet dream

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username: she looks so pretty wtf

username: she's looks like a doll

username: wish i looked like that at 20 years old

username: her dress is phenomenal

username: this screams money

username: 2 different cars for a wedding

username: the third slide, holy shit

username: I wouldn't be surprised if the last 2 pictures are carlos' or her house, like holy fuck

username: both scream rich

username: mum used to say rich people look it and I never gave it much thought until I saw carlos sainz and now his wife

username: did y'all see the picture that one twitter user took? Their outfits looked so fucking good

username: YES! I SAW IT! I could never afford a thread on either outfit!

username: did you guys see her hair! It looks so thick and healthy

username: fr!

username: I want a wedding like that!

username: I want a husband like that!

username: I want a wife like that!

username: I love how he is not in one single picture 💀😂

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Carlossainz55: 10 years since i was able to call you wife, and I will never get tired of letting everyone know that. I am in love with you, forever and always.

Charles_leclerc: simp

Carlossainz55: I don't know what that means

landonorris: ikr, it's laughable man @.Charles_leclerc

Charles_leclerc: don't pretend like you're not the same with your girl @.landonorris

username: damn charles really coming for everyone's neck today

username: bet charles is the biggest simp of them

username: he really making us feel lonely as hell huh

username: 10 fucking years, Holy shit!

username: no cause if I had yn by my side I too would be in fucking love

username: don't embarrass yourself, everyone knows you're in love without her by your side

username: I didn't ask to be attacked like that wtf

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