Hello! 20. Pisces. Perpetually tired. Sometimes I write shit, but that doesn’t mean it’s good shit.
Name: Little Beepo
Skill: Fucking Miserable
Quote: Please let me have some grease from the stovetop. I’ll cry if you don’t let me have some grease. I need it.
no grease for you, little beepo. im sorry, but its for your own good
I will never write anything this great in my life.
you’re laughing. olive oyl fainted after hearing the sad news that popeye has “bonkus of the konkus” and you’re laughing.
This feels like it was decades ahead of its time
I was trying to understand the whole idea of "fear ecology", where presence of predators = a ton of behavioural and psychological changes in prey animals, even if they're not hunting (so for example, a non-hunting outdoor cat lowers foraging + reproductive success among mice) and it seemed extreme until the next day when I realized thats just me when my boss is in at work.
"Damn, one cat changes the vibe of the neighborhood that much?" -me hiding in the stairwell with my sandwich because I don't feel relaxed eating around someone who is unlikely to actually kill and eat me
authors and showrunners being familiar with how online fandom works isn’t inherently a bad thing but sometimes you can just feel that a character is being designed for career shippers. written with incorrect quote memes in mind. fresh out of the packaging already pre-flattened into popular fanfic tropes
blood and guts enjoyers when their beloved characters are in pain: woagh….. is this gay sex
easy-karas
I wanted to have a picture of wfa-style kon in full superboy attire, but then I got the idea of magazine cover and I couldn’t get it out of my head, so here we are…
part 0, i guess…
