fruity—rumpus-asshole—factory:
>:)
No I’m not kidding.
Magic Tuning Gloves!
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i have a fixation with brass knuckles
Quarterstaff, easy to use, difficult to master.
Crochet fucking needles!
2x
2xAxeKind Represent bro!
i just like sickles man
A million x
of differing sizes.

dumb little painting of dumb boys yay

poor daves, alpha dave wants to compete with davesprite over john but he’s obliged to go make babies with jade, and john is smarter than he pretends to be but still has no idea how he feels or what to do about it

EB: sorry about the mess!
i swear i just wanted to draw a john face and then
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davesprite/john commission for hamletmachine!

don’t put them to bed yet dad don’t u see cal is still awake at least
twin striders, older bro john, and dad/adoptive dad egbert for piyo ♥
some of you may remember this, since i’ve been working on it on and off somewhat sporadically since her birthday back in early december haha yes all of my birthday gifts are appallingly late including my girlfriend’s i’m so sorry
An update fansong from Trickster Jane’s POV for your listening enjoyment. Download at soundcloud source. :)
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Hello, my candy coated darling, it’s your vanilla baby
I’ve come to say I love you and I always have
I find it so amusing, I used to be confused and
afraid that you would never love me backBut now I see that we were always meant to be
you and me forever planting lots of family trees
counting out our children, half a zillion at least
we’ll name the boys for you and we will name the girls for meHello, the sour peach of my skin, the sweetest poison icing
so tasty it could rot your teeth and brain
The chaotic consumption, the diabetic gumption
to do a thing like make me go insaneand leave this plane of reality completely
float among the clouds of pink and blue cotton candy
let’s blast into space and race around like airplanes
spreading multicolored chem-trails, soda pop and acid rainFeels so neat! Never wanna be myself again, I just wanna be SW—E—ET!
Feels so fun! Never wanna come back down…Goodbye to heartbreak on my birthday, annoying boys who hurt me
with all the stupid things they do and say
I can’t even remember, what I was so upset for
Spun sugar melts in water anywaySo no more crying, dry those tears, I’ll end your pain
Soon you’ll feel the cherry syrup running through your veins
Heaven is a grinning face with not a trace of shame
Take a taste of every flavour, favour anything but plainFeels so neat! Never wanna be myself again, I just wanna be SW—E—ET!
Feels so fun! Never wanna come back down….~
((I got tired of waiting on people to respond back to my replies to them, so I’m just going to post this up. It’s a VERY LATE birthday fic for happyds who is incredible. I also based the ending bit on this picture because it’s one of my favorites. Happy Waaay Belated Birthday!))
Pairing: Trickster!Jake/Dirk
Warning: Trickster!Jake (that’s all the warning you need, really), and I’ll put a blanket dubcon warning on it, too (just in case)
You walk up to your front door carrying a bag of various metal scraps that you’re sure you can put to good use.
The bag—tripled up, so that the metal won’t tear the plastic and fall all over the ground— swings back and forth in your hand while you unlock the door. Before entering your home, you vaguely consider bragging to Jake about how much he missed out on, but you know he won’t care one way or the other, so you just open the door instead.
Honestly, you really wish you hadn’t.
ok there was way too much angst in this au so lets have this little thing here.