You can only reblog this today.
i bring something to this relationship best described as “constant conversational curveballs.”
Yeah yeah fuck it, put the integrated autocannon on there
Wrist mounted rocket launcher, yeah. The machine guns where the eyes should be, big fuckoff sword, yeah
Fuck it, yeah, thirty ton VT jump jet kit, partial wing with folding legs, put talons on the fucking thing too, yeah
Hip holster for the one-handed flamethrower, LRM tubes with the deadfire missiles, radiometry suite that lets me see in fuckin x-ray, yeah
Microwave gun, laser AMS, the gauntlet with the HEAT in the knuckles, put all that extra shit on there, yeah
i vaguely remember seeing the yt notification "drafted into the skeleton war" show up a few days ago
and the only thought i had when i saw it was NO!!! NO!!!!! DON'T TAKE ME TO THE SKELETON WAR!!!!!!!!!!
y’all really recommend books like: title, there are gay characters, enemies to lovers, young adult, written by poc
not once do i ever see a summary
nerry
Chursmas
a wonderful gift for me!
i give you...
A BOMB! start running.
you're just jealous because they draw me with shark teeth to indicate my rowdy personality
Feliz natal
jesus fuck what is that
you get 12 gauge buckshot