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dannystheone · 11 months

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We’re Gonna MAKE You Remember! (Lee Kenny/Ler Stan)

Hey guys! Here’s the ADHD Kenny fic for you! I’m actually running low on requests and inspiration so if anyone has any ideas, my DM’s are open! I’d actually be also open to a little Genshin if anyone has a drabble idea just to mix things up, I’m sure you guys are sick of constant SP lol just let me know!

also this comes from my own ADHD experiences I’m so stubborn when it comes to lists and reminders because I gaslight myself and tell myself I’ll remember something but I NEVER do 💀 I’ve been doing better and putting things in my notes app though

also i didn’t feel like doing kenny mumbles it’s kinda hard lel

WARNINGS: Teenagers swearing! They’re aged up in this

The boys are sick and tired of Kenny always forgetting the things they tell him to get for them when out on grocery runs! After the millionth time, they make sure he doesn’t forget.

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“Dude get off. GET OFF! Dammit, I’m down.” Stan rolled his eyes as he shot zombies from his character’s laying position on the ground. Kyle axed through zombie’s heads as he tried to locate Stan’s glowing figure on the map to help him.

“Ah dude, you’re like three floors up! How the hell am I supposed to reach you?” Kyle sighed as he packed a pipe bomb and picked up more ammo from the supply station. It was Throwback Thursday and Game Night, so the boys settled on Left 4 Dead 2 to play. They were in a Versus match with four other people online on the opposite team playing as the zombies. Cartman cackled as Stan’s character, Nick, screamed out in pain as the zombies stomped on him.

“Bahahaha! Look at Stan dying! Get good already, dickface!” Cartman’s character, Coach, started tea-bagging Nick as he shot the zombies surrounding Nick’s body.

“Dude, Cartman revive me!” Stan demanded. Cartman shoved chips in his mouth as he started shooting Stan’s character. Nick took substantial damage and started cursing out Coach.

“Ahahaha! Suck me off, asshole!” Cartman left Nick with worst health than he found him in, and threw pipe-bombs down below near Kyle.

“Cartman, you fucking asshole! Help us!” Just at that moment, Kyle was caught by a smoker on the third balcony. Kyle’s character, Rochelle, started kicking her legs as she was trapped from the smoker’s tongue.

“AYE! If anyone’s exterminating Jew’s it’s me!” Cartman’s character sniped the smoker. The smoker died from a headshot and released Kyle’s character.

“Oh finally, you’re actually useful- DUDE!” Don’t fucking shoot me, douchebag!” Kyle shouted at Cartman. Cartman laughed with his mouth full of chips.

“Aaaaand I’m dead. Thanks guys.” Stan’s square of the screen read that his character was dead, and spectated Kyle’s screen as Rochelle. Stan sighed and threw himself back to lean on the couch. The door opened behind the boys as someone stepped inside the house.

“Omph, hey guymphs.” Kenny walked into the living room carrying grocery bags with him. Stan turned back to greet him as Kyle and Cartman kept playing.

“’Sup dude. Jump in, we got you as Ellis. Dead Center finale. D’you get the soda?” Kenny sat down on the couch as Stan started rifling through the grocery bags.

“M’yeah, I got the soda. Dude it cost two more bucks than last time for no reason.” Kenny removed his hood and shook out his blonde locks. Stan cracked open a cold one and took a sip out of it.

“CARTMAN! Get me up already!” Kyle exclaimed. A jockey got Rochelle down to the ground, and a spitter spat directly onto his position. Kenny settled into the couch as both him and Stan watched the carnage.

“Can’t. I’m down too.” Coach got down from harassing an aggressive tank, and was sure he could mow down the zombie horde when he covered the tank in boomer bile. However, there were too many zombies at once, plus a stalking hunter that finished him off.

“This is what happens when you shoot your teammates, you fucking retard!” Kyle rolled his eyes as Cartman shifted on his beanbag chair and pointed a fat finger in his face.

“AYE! That’s half the fun, Kahl! Left 4 Dead is boring as shit if you don’t shoot your teammates!” Cartman retorted. The living room was filled with the agonized screams of the dying characters and the growls of the zombies, before eventually cutting to the loading screen after both characters died.

Kyle turned back to greet Kenny and look through the grocery bags. “’Sup Kenny. Did you get the Twizzlers like I asked?” Kenny snapped his fingers as his face looked enlightened.

“Thaaaat’s what I forgot! I swear I was gonna fucking lose it. I knew I forgot something I just didn’t know what. I got Oreos though.” Kenny offered the package to Kyle, but Kyle turned him down.

“Uh, no thanks man, I don’t like Oreos.” Cartman perked up at the sound of food and snatched the package from Kenny’s hands.

“I’ll be taking that, thank you, ‘food stamps’.” Kenny rolled his eyes at the nickname as Stan turned to Kenny.

“Oh Kenny sorry, did you get the M n’ M’s I asked for? I texted you about them.” Stan looked up to Kenny on the couch. Kenny held the side of his neck as he sighed.

“Sorry Stan. Totally slipped my mind. I was thinking about them too, but I passed by the aisle.” Stan’s gaze turned downcast as he sipped his soda again.

“Uh, it’s alright dude, no sweat.” Cartman scrolled through his phone as Kyle picked up his controller.

“Hey ‘beggar’ did you get my Ding-Dong’s and Ho-Ho’s and Twinkies?” Cartman asked Kenny. Kenny didn’t like these new nicknames he was trying out for size.

“Damn fatass you want the whole fucking store?” Kyle accused.

“Shut your ass up Jew! I know your gun is pink choosing Rochelle as your character, gaywad!” Cartman pointed at a frustrated Kyle.

“My gun isn’t pink!!” Kyle shouted back.

“Uh Cartman, I forgot. Sorry. I don’t even remember you asking for all that stuff to be honest...” Kenny spoke up. The boys inwardly groaned as less and less snacks were available for the hangout.

Stan looked up to Kenny and threw up his hands. “Dude what the hell is going on? You forgot nearly everything we asked for, and this isn’t the first time this has happened either.” Kyle looked back at Kenny and agreed with Stan.

“Yeah man, about half of the stuff we ask for or all the stuff we ask for just slips your mind. And I tell you every single time to bring a grocery list, but you-” Kenny put up his hands as he scooched forward on the couch.

“I don’t like bringing grocery lists ‘cause the list is too small to need one.” Kenny explained. Cartman turned his head to the side without taking his eyes off his phone. He was scrolling through a #shitpost channel in a Discord server.

“Clearly not dipshit, if you’re forgetting the whole fucking thing.” Cartman called out. “We can’t even hang out like this if we don’t have anything to fucking eat!”

“Well what do you guys want from me? I don’t know why I forget stuff, it’ll just be in my brain one minute and then it goes *poof* like it was never there.” Kenny made it look like his brain was blowing up with both his hands to accentuate his point.

“We want you to swallow your pride and go back to the store with a list this time. So you don’t forget anything.” Stan stated, straightforward. Kenny put up his hands with his eyes closed.

“Alright, alright, just tell me everything you guys want and I’ll go back and get it.” Kenny said. Kyle shook his head, his curls swishing from side to side.

“No dude that’s not gonna work. Bring a list with you so you don’t forget any groceries this time.” Kyle tried for lightness, but Kenny’s stubbornness was starting to upset him.

“I don’t need it guys, I got it! It’ll just be a few things, I’ll remember this time!” Kenny argued. Stan pinched his two eyelids together to suppress a headache as Cartman swiftly stood up from his beanbag chair. Well, as swiftly as he could anyway.

“Alright Kenny, you give us no other choice. Just remember we gave you plenty of chances. Stan, go grab a marker from the junk drawer in my kitchen. Kyle, help me out here.” Stan stood up to do what he was told, and figured Cartman would just fill out the list himself on paper and hand it to Kenny. Stan walked into the kitchen and started opening random drawers to try and locate the marker.

“Hey what- DUDE! What the- GET OFF! GUYS!” Stan located a black marker eventually, but heard commotion from the living room. Stan ran back to the living room to see Kyle and Cartman wrestling down a resisting Kenny.

“What the fuck-” Stan stuttered as Cartman looked up from his place. He had Kenny’s left arm and Kyle had his right. Kenny was in a half-squatting position while he bucked and tried to throw his friends off of him.

“Stan! Grab his legs!” Cartman pointed and ordered at Stan. Kenny threw his elbow back to try and jab Kyle in the gut. He turned wild as Stan advanced toward him and kicked his legs out.

“Get the hell off me!” Kenny demanded as Stan took hold of his legs and all three boys lowered a writhing Kenny onto the carpet. Kyle sat on the floor and hugged Kenny’s arm between his legs, while Cartman was less courteous and just sat on his elbow. Kenny growled as Stan parted his legs and sat on his thigh.

“Alright Stan, take this down.” Cartman reached forward and grabbed the hem of Kenny’s jacket and shirt and lifted it up to his chest, revealing his bronzed skin. Stan put two and two together as he uncapped the black marker he had.

“Guys seriously, get the hell off me! I’ll remember, I swear!” Kenny twisted and squirmed underneath his friends, his pants riding lower on his hips with his struggling. Stan held Kenny’s bare side to keep him steady.

“Alright, we want more Dr. Pepper, we need M n’ M’s, the Ding-Dong’s, the Ho-Ho’s-” Kyle listed off. Stan ducked his head and started writing down the grocery list onto Kenny’s bare tummy. Kenny huffed and started to sputter under Stan’s marker; his tough guy struggling crumbling as soon as the marker started to write.

“Pfft- Pfmhmhmt- St-Stahan! S-Stop it!” Stan held a tighter grip on Kenny’s side to keep the skin taught, but it slipped under his thumb as Kenny’s tummy spasmed. Stan’s eyebrows furrowed as he wrote out every word as legibly as he could.

“Okay, Ding-Dong’s, Ho-Ho’s, M n’ M’s, what else?” Stan was finishing up a few words on Kenny’s skin while trying to keep the marker steady on Kenny’s shuddering tummy.

“Oh, we need Twizzlers, Junior Mints and Coke.” Kyle recited. Kenny took a breath as Stan flattened Kenny’s stomach and wrote the continuing grocery list underneath the initial groceries. Kenny laughed out as he twisted and pulled at his elbows. Kyle hugged Kenny’s arm tighter to his chest to better restrain him, while Cartman scrolled through his phone.

“Pfftah- ahahaha! Stan- Stahahahan!” Kenny giggled and brought up his one free leg fruitlessly. Stan’s eye winced in concentration as he tried to keep his lettering straight across Kenny’s belly, but his flexing was making it hard. At least it was a flat surface. He couldn’t imagine trying to write on Cartman’s folds.

“Dude quit fucking squirming- Jesus-” Stan complained and pushed down on Kenny’s hip to finish up the last of the lettering.

“I cahahahan’t hehehehelp it ahahahasshole!” Kenny yelled out, and tried to fold himself in half to escape the marker. His belly made a small wrinkle as he curled himself up, and smudged the writing.

“Aw dude, what the fuck, Kenny? Now I have to write over what I just wrote so you can read it.” Stan, completely oblivious to what he was subjecting his friend to, forced Kenny to straighten out his belly and started writing over the words he already wrote.

“Aahahahaha! Fuhuhuhuck- Stahahahan stohohohop! Pl-Plehehehease!” Kenny’s free leg kicked out just to bring itself back up again in a desperate attempt to protect himself. That damn marker was too teasy. Kenny was gonna shove it so far up Stan’s...Kyle watched Stan write down the grocery list curiously as Kenny’s tummy pulsed up and down with his laughter.

“Alright, anything else?” Stan asked as he re-wrote the grocery items. Kenny laid limp and breathed out on the carpet as Cartman spoke up.

“Yeah, we’re gonna need three packs of Mega-Stuf Oreos, two liters of Sprite and three bags of Doritos. Make sure you get the Cool Ranch ones or I’m sending you back a third time.” Cartman stated. Kyle rolled his eyes as Stan began writing down the requested groceries. Kenny’s laughter filled up the living room again as Kyle looked at Cartman.

“Chrihihist! Stohohop ahahalready! This- Thihihis suhuhuhucks!” Kenny cried out as his tummy tried curling up in protection. Stan was writing over the skin above his belly button now. The surface was a bit raised here from the flat muscle, but the contracting from his laughter made the area shaky.

“You wonder why you’re tubby, fatboy.” Kyle antagonized Cartman. Kenny’s hand clenched and swatted for Kyle’s face. Kyle’s head jolted back at the small attempted attack, and bat Kenny’s hand in retaliation.

“I’d be big boned any day of the week than a retarded Jew, Kahl.” Cartman didn’t look up from his phone as Cartman retaliated. Kyle scoffed as Stan finished the last item on Kenny’s stomach.

“Okay, that’s three liters of Sprite, two bags of Cool Ranch Doritos, and three packs of Double-Stuf Oreos-” Cartman shook his head as he looked up at Stan from his phone.

“No no no. It was TWO liters of Sprite, three bags of Cool Ranch Doritos and three packs of MEGA-Stuf Oreos.” Cartman quoted. Stan pushed back his hat as it fell into his eyes. Kenny breathed underneath the three of them with his head back on the carpet.

“Oh crap. Well what should I do? It’s already on him?” Stan asked. Kyle shrugged.

“Just scribble it off and write it again.” Kyle suggested. Stan shrugged himself as he took the marker and scribbled out the writing on Kenny’s belly. Kenny jolted and bucked his hips to try and throw off the marker with renewed energy.

“GAHAHA-hahahad! Nohohoho no no stohohop!” Kenny’s eyes screwed shut as Stan blacked-out the numbers for the Sprite, Doritos, AND corrected the name on the Oreos. Stan tightened his knees around Kenny’s thigh to keep him steady, and started to write the new requested numbers over the scribbles in smaller font.

“Jeez Kenny, you’re jumpy today- what gives?” Kyle asked his friend. Kenny’s hair shook against Kyle’s shoe as he laughed with pink cheeks. His arm hung loose in Kyle’s grip as he stopped fighting at that point and just waited for it to be over.

“It fuhuhuhucking- pfft- ahahaha- hahahahaa! Stahahan I’m gohohohonna kihihihill yohohohou!” The tips of Kenny’s ears burned as Stan finished up the rest of the changes made to the grocery list.

“Okay...alright. That should be it. Anything else guys?” Stan asked. Kyle and Cartman exchanged glances and shrugged as Kenny slumped back on the floor.

“I think that should be it. We’re gonna order the pizza, so we’ll be good on dinner.” Kyle said. Stan nodded as the three boys got up off of their friend. Kenny slowly rose up off the floor and pulled his shirt down in a huff.

“You got all that Kenny? You good? You were acting really weird when we were writing down that grocery list.” Stan laid a supportive hand on Kenny’s shoulder. Kenny bumped his hand off and stepped away from his friend.

“Yeah, cause you assholes were holding me down and tickling me the whole time!” Kenny exclaimed with splayed hands. Stan, Kyle and Cartman all had confused looks on their faces.

“...Ooooooh!” They all said in unison with brightened expressions when it hit them. Kenny scoffed as he threw his hood back on his head.

“That makes sense. Well, you coulda said something earlier! Well, anyway, go ahead and grab that really quick at the market and we can hang out sooner.” Kyle clapped a hand on Kenny’s back as they sent him on his way. Kenny tightened his hoodie strings in embarrassment as he walked towards the door.

“Fumph youmph guymphs. Serioumphly...” Kenny grumbled and headed out the door.

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At the grocery store, Kenny carried a basket in one hand filled with soda, candy and cookies. He was sure he was forgetting items, but he tried his hardest to remember everything possible. He wouldn’t even think about what was tattooed on his stomach, because every time he did, he could feel the teasy trace of the marker on his skin.

When he knew for a fact that he was forgetting things from his basket, and did NOT want to go through everything he had to go through a second time, he made his way to the mirror aisle.

Kenny set his basket down and begrudgingly lifted his hoodie and shirt to glance at the grocery list on his tummy. His belly above his navel was tattooed with three lines of groceries, with a mess of scribbles on the bottom line where Stan had messed up. Kenny’s face burned to a crisp at the sight, and shoved his hoodie down with a furious quickness.

No matter how much he would never admit it, the list actually did help Kenny remember what he needed from the store for his friends. And after that experience, Kenny definitely left the house with a grocery list more often.

#south park #south park tickles #lee kenny #kenny mccormick #ler stan #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #eric cartman #danny writes #tickles #tickle fic

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harlowcomehome · 2 years

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The girls wanting to throw a childrens party for mom🥹 yes I’m selfish. I need a throwback party. Piñatas, birthday crowns and sashes birthday hats. CHEESY INVITES?! I’m sorry😭😭

“Party for mommy!”

A/N: Happy birthday sweets!! @creme-delacreme 🥳

Both you and Jack had a weekend getaway planned for your birthday, meaning you wouldn’t be celebrating with the girls like usual. You were actually kind of sad about it, you were so used to doing birthdays at home that you felt guilty doing some thing without them.

What you didn’t know is that Jack and the girls also had a surprise planned for you at home. Your birthday was on a Tuesday and you and Jack were leaving on Thursday morning, you just assumed you’d sing happy birthday with the girls and eat cake but Jack and the girls had other plans.

Hazel, Jade and Jack spent the earlier parts of last week making handmade invites, usually when you were doing laundry or grocery shopping. Your parents, Jacks parents, Clay, Urban and his kids were the only people invited so invitations didn’t take too long. Jack was grateful for that considering he was running low on glue sticks and glitter.

Hazel had told Jack almost a month ago that she wanted to have a party for you like her and Jade usually have and Jack loved the idea. Hazel knew you would be gone for the weekend and wanted to do something to celebrate with you at home still. The girls and Jack were sneaky, he got all of your decorations without you knowing and he knew you’d love them. He had remembered you telling him about all the “Lisa Frank” things you had as a kid so he tried to reimagine that. Ordering a few things online as well, to really solidify things.

Tuesday came around and you had left early in the day to get your hair and nails done for your birthday weekend, Jack scheduled it that way on purpose. The second you left he pulled all of the decorations out and had the girls help him. Jade was so excited when Jack brought in the unicorn piñata, she was distracted immediately by it.

“Hazel, can you and Jade put a table cloth on the kitchen table for me?” He handed Hazel a hot pink table cloth and she nodded. “Come on Jade, we have to hurry before mommy comes back.” They set that out and then Jack had them help with little things, they set the plates and party hats out while Jack filled the piñata.

Everything was finally decorated when the doorbell rang, it was Urban, Ivy and Everly. “Mommy’s still not home” Jade said as Urban went to give her and Hazel a hug. “Oh no? Not yet?”

“Nope” Jade giggled as she ran off with her cousins.

“Is Clay picking up the food?” Urban asked as he helped Jack finish tying some balloons on the obnoxious balloon arch he ordered.

“Yeah and my mom made a cherry cheesecake, I think” he said with an exhausted smile.

“She’s going to love it dude, why are you stressing?”

“Oh I know she’ll love it, the girls is what I’m worried about. They were so sad we were going to be gone this weekend that they wanted to make sure we had a birthday party for mommy” he laughed.

Clay, Maggie and Brian entered the house with the food and cheesecake. Hazel and Jade came running immediately to greet everyone.

“Grandma! Grandma! Did you make cheecake?” Jade asked excitedly.

“I did bug! Ya know, I think a quarter of you is probably made up of cheesecake” she teased earning a giggle from Jade and a laugh from Jack “I think you’re right about that one.”

Your parents arrived right after earning the same excited giggles from your daughters. They didn’t live in Louisville so seeing them was always exciting for the girls.

“Grandma! Grandpa!” Hazel said excited as her grandma picked her up and gave her a big hug.

Hazel walked around handing out crowns and hats making sure everyone was in birthday party uniform.

Eventually you arrived at your house, wondering why there was so many cars parked outside. You noticed your parents car immediately and ran inside.

“Happy birthday mommy!” Jade said innocently before everyone yelled it. Jade not liking the loud noise ran to you immediately and you picked her up before hugging everyone.

“Mom! Dad! What’re you doing here?” You giggled as you hugged them both.

“Jack said the girls wanted to throw you a party before your trip and we figured we’d get to see you and then we can stay and watch them while you’re gone.” Your mom smiled and you nodded.

You finished greeting everyone and finally got to your husband. “You really pulled this off, I didn’t suspect a thing” you giggled. “Really?” He smiled as he leaned in for a kiss. “Really!”

Hazel came over to you and handed you a crown “this is for the birthday girl” you laughed as you placed it in your hair. Hazel cleared her throat looking at Jack for him to do his part “oh! And this is for you too!” He handed you a homemade sash “birthday mommy” it said in glitter and you half giggled as you put it on.

You turned to see the cheesecake “oh! Thank you Maggie!” She laughed “no problem sweetie!” You picked Jade up pointing to the cheesecake “you have no idea how much cheesecake mommy consumed when you were in her belly.” Maggie snorted “I basically said the same thing.” You laughed and put Jade back down.

“I got a piñata too” Jack whispered and you laughed “did you really?” He nodded and Clay made eye contact with you, you knew he heard Jack. “Oh no Clayborn, I’m so serious you better let me hit it first” you laughed and he already had the stick to hit it with. You chased him out of the house and Jack laughed “okay everyone! Guess it’s piñata time!”

Everyone went outside and watched as a few of you took a turn, trying to bust the piñata open with zero luck. Urban was finally able to bust it open.

While everyone collected candy of the floor you took a second to turn to Jack. “Thank you for today, I really needed it. You’re always so thoughtful.”

“Don’t thank me, it was the girls idea” he hummed and you kissed his cheek. “Either way, I’m pretty damn lucky.”

“And pretty damn old” he teased.

#jack harlow #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow imagines #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow fanfic #dad!jack #cremedelacreme

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bunnies-and-sunshine · 1 year

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Throwback Thursday!

Got tummy rubs?

I had to laugh when I noticed the cloth Simon was laying on. I literally gave the little dude the shirt off of my back to use as a security blanket because he was going through separation anxiety around the time we moved to the new apartment. The little guy would thump whenever I was out of his sight for more than 10 minutes. He kept that shirt for years until it got too well-loved to keep! 💕

#bunny #security blanket #favorite shirt #got tummy rubs?#simon the bunny #throwback thursday #feb 2015 pic

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stealerofnames · 6 months

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It Is Throwback Thursday, My Dudes

Another 8 Attacks I Did For This Year's Artfight

These Attacks Are For, From Top to Bottom and From Left to Right

@fizzlefer @bishopony @bearisweet @vcyber-godv @cutepencilcase @julunis14 @khaotic-korpse @alphabittle and @greenmaneheart

#art fight #artfight 2023 #team vampires #mlp #mlp oc #mylittleponyfriendshipismagic #my art #oc

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witchings-ofkoi · 2 years

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brain: do a face reveal

me: its almost 12am

brain: post a fricken selfie

me: mmmnah

brain: h'bout an old one?

me: dude its a bit early for throwback thursday dont you think?

brain: do it. /ref

so heres a selfie of when i got my hair done...back in october...ignore the elf ears

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cakepop-kk · 2 years

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throwback Thursday but it's Friday

forgot if I ever posted this dude

He's fun to draw

keeping in tradition with canon my Jevil is a fucking goblin, just dressed a lot fancier

(*pokes @arcademoss's cheek bc I like their Jevil and was inspired by them to post refs of mine*)

#deltarune #deltarune jevil

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cloudbattrolls · 6 months

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Throwback Thursday, my original two boys I don’t use anymore!

Regius was really into birds. And flight. And had winglike blades built into his arms for his weapon, which made absolutely no sense. He was indigo and a pretty serious dude. He also looked like a lord of the rings extra, which led to the death of my entire ability to use him because two of my rp partners couldn’t be normal about him.

If you ever wonder why I ask anyone who finds my OCs hot to come back with a warrant, his treatment is the source of 90% of my bile.

Auriga was a very nervous and cowardly limeblood who was an explosives expert. Despite knowing the empire wanted him dead he was still pretty hemoloyal, because he wanted something to cling to to make him feel better than regular lowbloods and a way to stay safe. He was killed by Tetrao, the same guy who broke Jamie’s back.

#cloud doodles #Gliese knew Auriga. he was her second moirail’s matesprit #she didn’t really give a shit about him tho #mostly out of thinking he was boring and not good enough for Aquila #also bc he was lime and she didn’t get why everyone was letting him live #but she knew everyone else in her social group at the time would turn on her if she hurt him #she doesn’t care about limebloods now tho. cannot be bothered to give a shit one way or the other

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omanxl1 · 8 months

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Loose Ends - Don't Be A Fool

Digital Crate Digging Continues per Throwback Thursday, so your dude is doing his due diligence!! The saga / struggle continues as life goes on as the toil and strife goes on, it’ll have us coming and going my constituents know what the deal is! Per this also being a Thankful Thursday we’re celebrating life, O-Dog Day Partying but “it ain’t nothing nice” we’re staying on point not out here…

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#digitalcratedigging #funk #LooseEnds #ODogDayParty #poetry #soulmusic #ThankfulThursday #ThrowbackThursday #ThursdayThoughts

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jeffstincotingz · 10 months

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Throwback Thursday to the time I met my clone on Sainte-Catherine street in Montreal. A fire truck, full sirens wailing, stopped next to me and this fireman jumped out. He took his helmet off and for the first time in my life, I actually thought there was a resemblance. There was my twin! He told me a story about him getting a phone number from a girl who thought he was me: dude has more game than I do! I should have grabbed his contact in case I ever need a sub ;-) #throwbackthursday #truestory - Jeff Stinco, 2018

#jeff stinco #jeff stinco without context #jeff stinco is beautiful #make jeff stinco sing again #make jeff stinco a singer again

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hidden-but · 10 months

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my dudes, you’re the fanpage of Freddie Mercury, do you even have any other Thursdays than the throwback ones?

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hscottfitch · 1 year

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spyroforlife · 4 years

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it’s nearly 10 PM on a Thursday time to post random crap I drew on MS Paint like ten years ago (holy SHIT has it really been ten damn years since I got into the IZ fandom my god-)