Superbat Week Day 5 Tired Dads...

sundress no panties 

Not now kitten daddy's googling his symptoms

Billy.

in absolute tears about the pride module at my work

Made him<3

Human moon!! :D

sum random sam doodlz :3

Wednesday Addams headcannon:

I like to think that whenever she gets stressed, she going to some kind of spooky place (e.g a haunted forest or graveyard) and just burns herself under 6 feet of dirt. The darkness and pressure help to make her calm. Yes this goes in hand with the headcannon that all of the Addams family are autistic. Yes I will elaborate if asked.

You know the brain rot has you in a tight hold, when you want to practice anatomy. Anyway contortionist Nikolai.

Close ups under cut

Surprisingly, the hardest part of this was trying to figure out where the stripes on his legs were ment to go.

Dam. Been a year already. Currently trying to stop myself from crying but I think it’s the right time to talk about how I found out. Ready? Ok.

On this day, one year ago, before getting drivin into work, I was reading an sbi fanfic. I saw the author had uploaded a chapter, not even a few minutes earlier and was like “wow omg! That’s so cool”. Anyway it wasn’t a chapter, it was a heartfelt message to techno, and an apology to the readers, since they weren’t sure when they were going to post again.

I was obviously like “what?.. no that can’t be true” so I came on here, and the first thing I saw when I looked up his name was a drawing of his cape crown and sword. I wanted to cry but I knew if I did, then I wouldn’t stop, and I had a job to do anyway, so I held it in. Fun fact, I was also going on holiday that weekend too and I hate crying in front of people.

I ended up watching “so long nerds” the Monday after. I sobbed my little heart out.

The Dream SMP was my first time hearing of techno, in 2020, when he first joined Wilbur and Tommy in pogtopia. I thought he was hilarious and I think since then I watched all his YouTube videos. In those two years that I got of him, he grew to mean a lot to me.

And here I am again. 365 days later, trying to stop myself from crying, because I know I won’t be able to stop and I have to go to work. I’m putting off watching a video about his death because I know it’ll make me sob and all I can bring myself to think is “fuck you for dying and fuck cancer for killing you”

Anyway, I better get ready to go to work.