humans?? bad. rats?? fucking precious

Eddie to his audience: Hm… so, Stevie’s not here. He’s out with Robin. I didn’t misplace him or something, but. I just got a notification that he - or somebody - spent over two hundred dollars at a craft store using our joint card.

Eddie: Don’t get me wrong, I know that’s super easy to do but Steve isn’t - I wouldn’t say he’s necessarily as crafty person. His main hobby is running. So, like. What could he possibly have bought?

Steve later on Eddie’s live-streaming, shoving multiple Michaels bags at Eddie: Can you make me a wreath for the front door?

Eddie: Awe, that’s-

Steve: Diane won’t shut up about her ‘handmade’ wreath and it’s fucking hideous. I think you can make a better one.

Eddie: There it is

faeries have replaced my baby with a way cooler baby

one of the best things ever is when u find a really talented artist whos obsessed with an obscure/unpopular character and just lovingly draws their underrated guy 30 times a day even tho all their posts get 5 notes. these ppl are the backbone of society. they’re thriving theyre mentally unchained

*me, literally sick with want* whatever

what if they were camp counselors?

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I know, I know, gatekeeping the outdoors, that's supposedly bad, right, but I think if you show up to do a hike and you brought a portable speaker with you to play music while you hike, I think, like hear me out, there should be a gate, and someone at the gate should keep you from doing the hike.

playing music in public should get strong social disapproval

Recorded music, anyway. Live music is different rules. If you want to lug an entire cello up a mountain you can do whatever the hell you want.

Carrying a speaker on a hike to make everyone listen to your bullshit, and simply sitting under a tree and playing a fiddle in the woods, are two activities so different they may as well not exist in the same world.

I love you grandmother who helped me pin a trans flag to my battle vest, I love you leather daddies checking on us, I love you trans dykes driving the forklift loaded with water and ice, I love you queer kids in your renfair outfits, I love you faggot punks sizing up the cops, I love you drag queens laughing in the dressing room, I love you i love you I love you I love y

not to be a hater but if you’re gonna tag my post with this you might as well not reblog it at all

flagging and other such shenanigans

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its so so important to follow blogs that will put a bit of softcore porn on ur dash. it is not only tasteful but also a key part of the microbiome

at least there’s fucking friends. at least there’s people who love you in this godforsaken world

the guys ever what are they looking at

*old southern cowboy drawl* listen, pardner. this bed IS big enough for the both of us so come cuddle already

matter of fact!!! fat hairy transfems are hot as hell too!!!! and i'm really sick of everyone pretending they aren't!!!!!

being in the pool while it’s raining should be considered an emotion

that emotion is called Being A Frog

autistic who goes “fun fact” and then proceeds to tell you the most gruesome unfunny thing you’ve heard all day

its snooseday!!!!!! (snoopy tuesday)

adaine abernant (junior year version)

bad kid doodles (no boys allowed!)

  Some silly Fantasy High headcanons:

(psst there’s a part 2 and part 3 now)