Miracles happen

I’m actually screaming the last thing of the day was this like 17 year old kid updating their phone to a newer model and as I was checking the data and stuff to make sure it worked their notifications started coming in and one of them was “Daddy posted in Wooden Dildo” and I just about died

please enjoy these gifs from my job’s weekly update quizzes this week 

tag yourself im happy beanie guy in the first gif and either rowdy flannel bro or excitable punchy denim dude in the second

every time i drink anything that’s not out of a straw now i think about how weird dane dehaan looks when he drinks out of glasses

@vault15 martyn i just went on a blog in 2017 and they had autoplay and it was coolkid

i am so tired

whu u? read my blog description pal that’s really me in a nutshell

aight so every time fucking jinkies goes around i gain a lot of new followers, and i figured i’d put together a little about me for y’all to get a crash course in lil ol me

hey whats up pals call me hazard, that’s obviously not my real name but i do like it and i figured i should be using some sort of pseudonym for internet purposes. i’m 23, my birthday is july 26, and i’m a leo

i have a lot of weird tags for weird things, and i try to keep somewhat organized but not too organized because organization’s for nerds and squares. ask me to tag things if you need them for personal purposes. i’ve got a penchant for pictures of skulls and dead stuff and vulture culture, but i tag all of those things with dead things, so block that if you have to

that’s really half of what this post was about, but if you have any questions just ask me

i haven’t ever seen proof one way or the other, but when i saw the picture i related so strongly to it i needed to make it my forever icon

Rough sketch of ya boi taako
Gotta go to bed but I’m defo coloring this bad boy tomorrow

honestly what was i doing with my life when i wasn’t drawing knife-cat inspired pictures of taako taaco at 2 in the morning?

necrosweater:

How did Mickey meet her future husband? In the classiest manner possible. Obviously. 

i wrote a third fanfiction about my darling sole survivor mickey! go read it, it’s probably the closest thing to fluff i’ve ever written.

i just finished shoveling next door so i came home and took a shower, and while i was brushing my teeth my phone rings

it was the job i applied to and i had to stop brushing my teeth to answer the phone and i have an interview tomorrow at 10:30!!!!!

i had to angst it up because that’s who i am lol:

she grew up the nameless and isolated child of a family unhappy to have spawned a tiefling and was kept in her own wing of the family manor, until her parents finally paid someone to come get rid of her without talking. they ended up drugging her, kidnapping her, and dropping her off in a city several days away from the manor, with no knowledge of who her shitty parents were. she got by on the streets for a while, before falling in with a troupe of somewhat sketchy traveling entertainers, who named her veruca (which actually means something about warts) because she was so hard to get rid of that they eventually just let her stick around. 

now she’s somewhere in her mid to late 20s, on her own, and is making a living playing music in inns and taverns and picking pockets in her downtime. she’s got a kind of bad habit of stealing anything her gay little hands can carry, and has an enchanted flask that is almost always full of whiskey. 

i love her.

ask me questions about veruca!

she’s pretty handy with a dagger or a rapier, but i’m gonna be a symbolic asshole and say her main weapon of choice is her wits. i’ll probably change my mind after i actually play her lol, but so far she’s a snarky little lying asshole who loves deceit

ask me questions about veruca!