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nknoxe-n · 7 days
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“Oh I’m too noble to shoot and kill this person who is literally the embodiment of terrorism!” Said any dumb protagonist
“Well I’m not” said literally any reader
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nknoxe-n · 1 month
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No cause it’s important to me that you explain.
Favourite part of this place is sharing weird little odd stories of my childhood, fragments of my young life that not many people know that are just absolutely freaking insane
SO, when innocent ol’ me was six there was a tank of goldfish in my room and I’m about to tell you the story of how I killed every single one in the span of a day.
So I wake up and being six I decide to cause chaos because that’s what six year olds do, I go upon my morning my rituals eating my non toasted toaster strudels and when my mom go to the garden and my dad goes to work I have decided it’s my time to strike. I enter my bedroom at a menacing 4’0 walk over to the tank of goldfish get a stool and dip my hand into the tank grab a fish and I proceed to… yeah you probably guessed it.
Take it for a walk.
It died shortly after and I just put its dead corpse back to into the water where it could be mourned by its brethren.
Next up I take another one out this one is your generic goldfish, no odd red and white splotches no fancy swishy fins it just a fat goldfish, and before I go on, tell me right now what is the goldfish crackers slogan? Snack that smiles back. Goldfish crackers are very good and being six I decide my pet goldfish and my goldfish crackers taste the same.
I ate my pet goldfish, or I tried to, it didn’t taste very yummy so I spit it out and put it back in the water.
Now if you think I have some amazing ideas for how I could kill the rest of the goldfish your wrong, I was six, not an evil genius so I just took whatever pills I could find in our house dumped them in the tank and killed the rest of the fish.
Safe to say I never had a pet goldfish again.
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nknoxe-n · 1 month
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I gave in and deleted my writing, truth be told I do in fact care about people opinions when it comes to me
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nknoxe-n · 1 month
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Favourite part of this place is sharing weird little odd stories of my childhood, fragments of my young life that not many people know that are just absolutely freaking insane
SO, when innocent ol’ me was six there was a tank of goldfish in my room and I’m about to tell you the story of how I killed every single one in the span of a day.
So I wake up and being six I decide to cause chaos because that’s what six year olds do, I go upon my morning my rituals eating my non toasted toaster strudels and when my mom go to the garden and my dad goes to work I have decided it’s my time to strike. I enter my bedroom at a menacing 4’0 walk over to the tank of goldfish get a stool and dip my hand into the tank grab a fish and I proceed to… yeah you probably guessed it.
Take it for a walk.
It died shortly after and I just put its dead corpse back to into the water where it could be mourned by its brethren.
Next up I take another one out this one is your generic goldfish, no odd red and white splotches no fancy swishy fins it just a fat goldfish, and before I go on, tell me right now what is the goldfish crackers slogan? Snack that smiles back. Goldfish crackers are very good and being six I decide my pet goldfish and my goldfish crackers taste the same.
I ate my pet goldfish, or I tried to, it didn’t taste very yummy so I spit it out and put it back in the water.
Now if you think I have some amazing ideas for how I could kill the rest of the goldfish your wrong, I was six, not an evil genius so I just took whatever pills I could find in our house dumped them in the tank and killed the rest of the fish.
Safe to say I never had a pet goldfish again.
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nknoxe-n · 1 month
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Looking back on my writing is all like “ew gross who would right that people are going to think I’m cringe better delete it” and then I remember I don’t give two fiddly fucks, like who cares, I know I don’t.
I don’t know anybody on here personally (thank god) and they don’t know me, so why should I care if they see my writing that makes me feel Icky by reading it, Idc if other people find great distaste in it, it’s art and your feeling something it’s just not something good xoxo ❤️
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nknoxe-n · 1 month
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Have I ever talked about how I love these silly no connection thingies?
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nknoxe-n · 2 months
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What would’ve happened if Martyn just didn’t win the fight at the end of of Limited Life.. like that whole speech and just, plth *insert fart noise* he dies and then impulse has a duel with Scott
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nknoxe-n · 3 months
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Okay so not only does it explode it explodes in a way that it’s a perfect circle on my plate…
What happens if you microwave ketchup?
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nknoxe-n · 3 months
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What happens if you microwave ketchup?
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