I Found This Female Duck In My Bushes. Sorry The Quality And Position Of The Photo Is Meh.

Breakfast

No idea what I was going for but

happy new years everyone <3

Ballister, writing on the Innocence Wall with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There is blood on my hands

Security Breach Head Canon.

As far as I know, it is unknown as to why the animatronics in SC get quirky at night. So I'm going with dead kids' souls in the bots. But they're different kids. Chica, Bonnie, Monty, Freddy, and Roxy were Charlotte, Bodie, Morris, Francesco, and Robbin. Much older than the original five, they had a taste of reality. From what I know, the reason the OG 5 stayed in the suits was a need for revenge. This bunch didn't have a need for revenge. They had their own personal grief.

Charlotte had MAJOR addiction problems. Hell, addiction wasn't even a word in her vocabulary. Bodie killed his mother. There's no way around it. Granted it wasn't on purpose and there was supple evidence to prove so. But in Bodie's eyes, it was all his fault. Morris was just fucked up in the head. I don't know why, he just is. He WILL make offensive jokes and WILL double down if someone gets mad. Francesco was silent, not mute, just... silent. He often could not piece together a sentence if if didn't naturally come to him. So comebacks, comfort words, lies, and the like were near impossible for him. He did know how to listen though. And guess who became the therapist of the school? The town? His friends? All this trauma and grief caused dark thoughts to constantly plague his mind. And last and to her least, Robbin. I know this is gonna sound stupid, but this is MY headcanon. Robbin had no self-esteem, so she would often act big. But also tried to hype herself up and lie to other. She got lost in the lies and fraudulent stories she told. Eventually her lies made a whole new person, Roxanne.

But they still died. They were at the place in a small enclosed room. Charlotte lit a cig but it slipped and hit the carpet. Only problem was, the carpet was 85% flannel. The room went from 77°F to flames in a second. It took 3 hours and 27 minutes for someone to notice. By the time the fire had stopped, no one... not a single one of them was alive. And of course Fronnie all the way betch. Sorry this was long and probably cringy and probably horibal engish. So sorry. But ye

People in 2707 gonna be quoting this like it was Socrates or something

Sometimes a family is a slutty spider, a drunk cat, and their hellish piglet child

So is today's episode of "how can I make this about HuskerDust we have: a nervous tic Angel seems to have is rubbing his hands (generally the bottom ones) together to self-sooth. Like this:

Those nervous grippers look very kisseable, just sayin'.

Anyone: Hey (asks about a special interest of mine)? Me: Becomes an unskippable cutscene

Omigaorsh this solves 1 of my main problems with people. If it's not popular, they don't like it. But tumblr's approach solves that.

honestly really sexy of tumblr to keep follower numbers private. how many people are following me? you'll never know unless I tell you. maybe it's a million, or a thousand, or five, or maybe it's just you. maybe you're the only one here, all by yourself, unable to see if there's anyone standing next to you.

and you'd never know, because status here is based on opinion and not numbers; how popular you think someone is is a vibes-only calculation, and besides the chronological algorithms-optional feed, it's genuinely the best thing tumblr's ever done.

I'm not even past Masquerade and I'm dying for this show. The fast paced nature can make the little details harder to find and more rewarding to notice. And don't get me started with Angel Dust. Oh my god. IMO the BEST written character in the series. The way Valentino treats Angel Dust is absolutely shocking. It's a level I've never seen TV go before. The anxiety and guilt(?) in Angel's face as he talks to Val on the phone is realistic. His voice dropping into what seems to be his actual voice kills me. And then his name(?) Anthony on the paper just shows how much he's tied up in Valentino's contracts. And finally, Poison. It's fast-paced, it feels like coming down from a high, its ruthless on the pure emotion that flows through it all. Viv, Blake, and everyone there needs a raise. Bravo.