#imma smash

[lucy-the-demon]

Bitch idc if Shane smells like alcohol and a cumsock im still wanna smash.

Ain't nothing wrong with him, so what he's a little depressed, depressed people deserve love too!

You hate him you better hate me too

#stardew valley #sdv #stardew #stardew valley shitpost #sdv shane #shane stardew valley #stardew shane #shaneposting #shane sdv #my chicken husband #that's my man #and imma stick by him #yes im fatherless why do you ask #imma smash #id smash #stardew shitpost #sdv shitpost #sleep deprived post

[alastor-simp]

Smash, Hug, Or Pass #2

Character - Sesshomaru from Inuyasha

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#imma smash #smashhugorpass #smashhugpass #smash or pass #smash #smashorpassseries #inuyasha #sesshomaru #lord sesshoumaru #im a simp #anime #anime crush #hot anime man

[vlepkaaday]

I got Pokemon Scarlet last Friday and was a bit sceptical to it given how the game was trashed on Kotaku. And… welllll um the graphics are indeed a bit ummm “aged”? Don’t get me wrong there are nice views and places in the game but the quality of textures leave a lot to wish for.

But! Graphics aside the game is DOPE I hadn’t had that much time with a Pokémon game since Black and White (?). Sword and Shield were awful, I didn’t like Arceus setting that much but this one is amazing. The open world feels fresh, the story (finally!!!) is great again. Love it.

And so here’s a fanart of my favourite Pokémon of this generation: Tinkaton! I love that little barbarian-like monster with a huge hammer.

#pokemon fanart #pokemon art #pokemon #pokemon scarlett #pokemon violet #tinkaton #procreate art #art #digital art #imma smash

[datcravat]

redesigned peach’s dress a little bit

prints | patreon      

#my art #mario bros #princess peach #smash bros #imma do daisy and rosalina

[the-merry-otter]

^ Me restraining myself from starting a new project before I finish the commission that I HAVE to finish by Saturday

#merry words indeed #halp #Imma eat and then try and smash out the commission I reckon #if I can finish it today I’ll be able to get to my other project tomorrow!

[jeansyvesmoreau]

it's one of those days again

#it had BETTER be my period coming or else imma smash something

[spaciebabie]

Hey Spacie

AUIGHUGHUGHUHGUIDGJDFHGIDHFGIDHFGIUDHFIGUDFUGHDUFGHHDUFGHUFGHUFHGUFGHUFGUFDHGUDHFGUHDFGUDUGHUHG

#HI #HELLO #TH #ARUHGUHGUHUGKJ #I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HA #I NEED 2 SMASH HIM WITH A HAMMER #spacie splains #AUUUUUUUUUUGH CHIN SCRITCHES #IMMA THROW UP #thank god for starbles indeed #someone mod that guy #STUPIFD OLD FUCK ILL KILL HIM #SMASHES MY HEAD THRU A WALL

[anartisticalniche]

Hey everyone

so that new movie announcement got me to write something introspective on how SMG4 and Puzzlevision could interact in the final showdown.

I pulled this out in literally less than two hours yesterday, but I hope ya enjoy regardless lol

The price for perfection - AnArtNiche - Super Mario & Related Fandoms [Archive of Our Own]

#smg4 #smg4 puzzlevision #smg4 spoilers #smg4 fic #if pv hurts them i swear imma pull the bricks out #time to smash a tv lol #nichetalk #my fic

[rewritingcanon]

sorry but it’s actually cringe if u have a crush on a man

#ewwww #like actually. #tell me about ur love life but if its about a man i’d rather smash my head against a brick wall repeatedly #‘thinking abt him 🥰🥰’ dont. #hes about to stress me tf out thats why. #maybe i just have specific trauma from always being the reasonable friend of girls who like terrible people but. IM TIRED #IDCCCC IF THIS GENERALISES EVERYONEE 😫😫 #im not beating these manhater allegations for days. imma submit to it JUST DONT TELL ME ANYTHING ABT BOYS UGH #this counts for every single one of yall. if ur dating a man thats honestly worse #i always think im like a single bitter person. but then i realise i dont hate like lesbian couples. its always one where a man is involved #like??? why are u non-men letting yourselves be emotionally subservient to A MAN??? #where is the alpha wolf in you gone 🐺😈🫡 #soooo embarrassing. anyways. (i feel like if i go on i might get cancelled for this) #(someone gonna call me a misandrist or some straight woman is gonna ask ‘what am i supposed to do?’) #(YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE CELIBATE FOR LIFE. duh.) #tw males #<- wish

[aether-link]

I hate that little shit mocking whisper when it has Excaliburs flash bang shit. I LITERALLY TURN INTO THAT STUPID ASH BABY MEME WHILE MY EYES BURN OUT OF MY SOCKETS. AAAAAAAAA

#warframe #I DONT CARE IF I SIT IN THE DARK LIKE GOBLIN BRO. JUST HOW I PLAY #AND THAT LITTLE TURD GOES YAHAHA -FLLSSHHH- YAHAHAH -FLASHSHHS- YAHAHA #BROOOOOOOOOO AAAAAAAAAAA #IMMA SMASH THAT LITTLE SHIT INTO NEXT WEEK WITH DANTES LIBRARY IF IT AINT CAREFUL #AAAAAAAARUUUGGHHHHHH

[i-bring-crack]

#solo leveling #sung jin woo #woo jin chul #*grabs poll and smashes it at your face* VOTE #EXTEND YOUR RIGHT TO VOTE #give me your thoughts why legit #imma do this both pre and post the anime release

[alastor-simp]

Smash, Hug, Or Pass #1

Character - Zhongli From Genshin Impact

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#genshin impact #zhongli #smashhugorpass #smashhugpass #smash or pass #genshin impact zhongli #smash #imma smash #zhongli my love #zhongli my beloved #smashorpass #video games #mobile games #comment below #comment answer #leave a comment #reply

[thesexydancingcrepe]

Would your reader offer Tang Sanzang a hand to hold if he was feeling nervous or afraid?

Absolutely, My Reader is used to taking care of other people, so if Tripitaka needs a hand to hold, she will hold it without question.

Besides, if someone else is afraid, it helps her feel braver since now there is someone who needs her support (she immediately forgets she was even nervous in the first place)

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*ominous creaking inside the house they're in*

Reader: *felt a huge shiver up her spine and ready to book it*

Tripitaka: *shivering scared* M-Ms Re-EadEr

Wh-Where are you, it's too dark?

Reader: *immediately calmed down* I'm right here Tangie, here take my hand and let's move out of here. Careful, watch your step we're almost out of here.

#if I'm by myself that a different story i panicking SO HARD and will jump out a window and smash through a wall if necessary #i am the second oldest in my family so it's my immediate reaction to toughen up with someone else is scared #apparently tang sanzang is 19 in the beginning of jttw so imma big sister the hell out of him #thank you for the ask! #thesexydancingcrepe answers #ittw Tripitaka #jttw au #jttw tang sanzang #jttw tripitaka #ittw reader

[nylwnder]

playoffs prep 🔒

#MY MEN 🙏🙏🫡🫡🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ #NOW STFU IF BUNTS LOOKED AT ME LIKE DAT NOT ONLY WOULD I START LAUGHING GIGGLING I WOULD GRAB HIS FUCKING FACE N SMASH MY FUCKING LIPS W HIS #AND THEN TELL HIM HES A LOSER AND I LOVE HIM #YEAH. #IM STILL IN LIKE A HONEYMOON HIGH WHENEVER I SEE RY IN ANYTHING LEAFS #LIKE FUCK HES HERE EHEHHE #AND STUMBLY BEARD LUKE IMMA CHOMP CHOMPP BARK BARK GRR GRRR #WILLY LOOKS SO STUN LIKE HES READY TO SERVE THAT PRETTY FACE AND DEM NASTY WRISTS N THOSE SLUTTY MOVES YUB #can you tell i’m unhinged in the best way? :)) #william nylander #michael bunting #luke schenn #ryan o’reilly #toronto maple leafs

[capsensislagamoprh]

The gates to Arcadia were never meant to be closed. Towering spires made of dreams and that which time had forgot wove together to make a barrier of unfathomable weave, thick with want and desire. Deadly in its seduction for things one could never obtain, it swallowed trespassers in a maze of there own fallacies. A price was never to high to escape. Few did. The gates were meant to form a thorny warning to those who seek the keeper of dreams, a being so powerful it was known only as the Wyld. The world had once headed the Wyld, its call seductive, promising everything if you were willing to sacrifice. Its places were sacred, its laws ever changing and absolute. Then man decided they didn't need to fear, they had fire, they had stone, they had the power to combine, adapt. The adaption was, as all dreams knew, the issue.

Humans forgot where the adaption came from. They made up names for it. Names they controlled. Names that did not change. And then, to the determent of all, they tried to control the dream itself. All the fragile human world suffered, and still they did not know why. They did not understand the agony of nightmares unchecked, of trying to reach thrugh the glittering spires of unpronounceable things. They did it because they forgot there place. Mortals, all mortals, die. Death is not to be feared. Only the unmaking, where one is considered to the very smallest thing. One was ether adjusted, or broken. Broken things went into the belly of the Wyrm. Adjustments were painful, but worthy of the time. The unmaking of a being touched everything except the first dream. Even then, the first dream was not immune to the sundering. When humans forgot mortality and empathy, when they filled the land with excuses, the gates closed, and the dream - that ephemeral thing exploring the world its own matter created - was broken into many beings. Immortality could no longer remember its own name. Its cost was horrendous. It broken form glittered into pieces. Those locked in Arcadia were called elves by most, fey by some who knew better, but they had an older name. Something so horrifyingly pure it resonated in the spirit of everything. Those unfortunate enough to be stuck in the material world lost much of there sparkling power. They diminished, until at last they too became bound to the cycle of remaking. They would live lives only they knew, and they would live as mortals; they would die. They would be torn apart in the great belly of the Wyrm, finery shredded for parts to bolster other failing dreams. All there parts would come out the other end as glittering bits for the Wyld to mold, the Weaver to put together. The cycle would begin again. The noble fey - those dreamed elves for there ever glowing beauty - were not so fortunate on the material side of Arcadia. They had but one life, and if the mortal shell died... Otherwise, they were functionally immortal. They did not age, or loose control of there bodies and minds such as humans did when the end was near. For this they paid dearly. Boredom, that horrid, soulless ennui, would normally take a fey into a depression spiral the likes of which bolstered less scrupulous mental health professionals to great wealth. At worst it would sleep the soul inside the fey until it could be awoke by something that called to its very essence. Unless you were a noble. A noble made sure they had someone to talk to. Someone to get them out of there hideous spiral before it caused them to die. No one wanted the shame of dyeing of boredom. Literally. Which, Victor thought, was exactly why it was a very good thing he was on the correct side of Arcadia. It had been eons since the gates of Dream had cracked open just that tiny bit. Humans had learned to touch the sacred shield. Or, as they called it, the moon.

The day the gates opened just that touch, most of his people stayed put, fear etching there perfect visages. Victor had moved. He had gathered the Lord of the Winter Sun, dreamed from all the things that made mortals worthy of exhalation, made them heroes, and set out to see just what had become of that ever exciting place where things constantly moved and dreams were slow to change. Maybe the place would allow Victor to smile, to feel something other than cold duty.

The mortal realm had smelled. Bad. It was wet and dry, and it consumed things with its fleshy bits rather than sipping the nectar of its spirit to sustain. It had an abundance of everything, and so many broken beings, Victor began to wonder if it was worth peaking thrugh at all, let alone the day trip. Then, tragically, the doors to Arcadia began to shut again. He was propelled bodily thru the thin cracks still remaining, landing as a most elegant heap on the other side. But the doors were closing faster than they had opened, and his trusted knight remained on the wrong side of the gates, his dark eyes seeming to say it was okay. This is what he was made for. To protect. He was the Hero, and Victor was the Winter King. When it came down to it, Victor mattered more to natures balance than a mere dream of humanity, no matter how many tales had been woven into the Hero's being. Victor knew this. Victor could rationalize this. Victor was made of wondrous things, and all of them cried out in broken agony. He could feel something inside crack. He knew what fate waited for fey on the material side of the gates. How was he going to face what waited for him in the Shimmering Cascade? How would he face Yuri? His cousin was going to gut him.

#1: Victor is well off. Like #never have to worry about money well off. #FEY ON ICE! (Yuri!!! on Ice! fan fiction alternative AU) #this will be many parts #WoD AU ish #i'm just smashing so many fandoms together #imma toss some elfquest in here too #you watch me #yuri #yurio plisetsky #otabek altin #otabek x yurio #victor nikiforov #katsuki yuuri #Victuri #otayuri #Victor Nikiforov #Katsuki Yuuri #Yuri Plisetsky x Otabek Altin #Victor Nikiforov x Katsuki Yuuri

[scramble-eg]

hi btw

#undertale #underswap fanart #undertale au #undertale fanart #sans #sans the skeleton #sans undertale #also i got sick so imma use that as an excuse for not doing intobertale #fanart #smash bros ultimate