Imp and Skizz I drew in class today instead of reading the syllabus lol. Do not separate them.
I gift you tiny grian
agh hes so cuteeeee the lil guy!!! I love him <3 just look into those eyes... there's nothing behind them.
anyways this is my son now, i've adopted him.
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Wanted to try doodling a unicorn hybrid Scott. I've been thinking about it forever. A mythical, magical creature often perceived as perfect... and a blue mf very keen on his idea of morality and goodness borderline bending fate to make things go his way
Skizz and Impulse go full dad on Gem
Impulse: (giggling) Skizz: Gem! Impulse: What in the world, young lady! Skizz: Unreal! What, you can't-wh-you--unreal, Gem, not cool. Impulse: You will be picking this up, first thing--when we get back. Skizz (at the same time): It's okay though, thank god we don't need anything else! Skizz (through laughter): First thing-first thing, before you go out with your friends. Impulse: Yeah, and only half a bowl of ice cream for you tonight. Skizz: Yeah, and the silent treatment's not gonna work young lady. When you're under the roof of this truck....let's go! Gem: For two people who don't wanna be called 'dad,' you get it- really into this bit, really well. (Impulse starts laughing) Skizz: I like-I love being a dad! I've made that pretty clear. (Gem and Impulse laugh) Impulse: Uh, twinsies, twinsies, got it? Go. Skizz: Yes. That's five thousand dollars! Impulse: You will pick up this mess when we get back. Skizz: Yes-- Gem: It was Skizz! (Skizz and Impulse laugh) Skizz: Alright-- Impulse: And it was the classic 'blame someone else' too, oh-- Skizz: I know, I know. Take a little responsiblity. Gem: What the heck--(splutters incoherently as Impulse laughs) Skizz: Gem, I'm gonna have to be in the truck to do that. I was with Impulse the entire time. Impulse, still snickering under his breath: Yeah. Gem: Skizz, I'm reorganizing your chests on Hermitcraft in a way that makes no sense. Impulse: Love that.
guessing etho’s age 🤔
- smallishbeans s10 ep8 of hermitcraft
SCREAMING. SCREAMING SO LOUD. GIGGLING. KICKING MY FEET. CRYING. TWIRLING MY HAIR. GIGGLING. CRYING. WHEN I GET YOU WALLEYE WHEN I GET YOU!!! I TOLD YOU I WOULDNT SURVIVEEE
(Just got a chance to sit down and read chapter 10 in one go)
ehehehehehehhehe I have NO REMORSE, they're so sweet that I'm going to give EVERYBODY diabetes and you can't stop me >:)))
So happy you liked the chapter though :D
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I'm here to chew gum and read hermitcraft shipfics, and I'm all out of gum. she/her
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