I LOVE MY FRIENDS SO MUCH I'M JUST STUPID AND FORGET THAT FEELINGS NEED TO BE EXPRESSED IN ORDER FOR THEM TO BE FELT
boys and their old ass fandom
Carolina has a million and one nicknames for Washington, and nobody has context for any of them but they always know who she's talking about Benadryl Cucumber style. She pokes her head in the room like, "Y'all seen Crazy Straw anywhere?" Searching the base up and down for Skater Boy. If she doesn't see Roadkill front and center in five seconds, she's sticking another grappling hook to his balls. They get so ridiculous no one can actually tell if she's fucking with them or not, and Washington doesn't help because he'll respond with a straight face no matter what she calls him. "Flash Drive" Yeah, Boss? "Nuclear Hazard" What's up? "Jetpack Joyride" Yessir? Washington called her Irish Spring once and they wrestled about it for an hour. No one understands, no one tries to, and if Carolina is storming the base looking for Seasame Street, that's Not Their Business.
I’ve decided that all bats fall somewhere on this horrid little graph I’ve devised. Here are some prime examples of the various Creature Varieties found in nature.
I put this on my insta because honestly I'm more active there. Still afraid to ever post takes on Tumblr but I'm in a lot of rvb discord servers (3)
Anyway Texas my beloved.
this is how i think of locus and wash, the original at X
Me reaching what looks suspiciously to be the end of my rope: oobh i got plany off rope