Baby! Girl! Era! Nandor! Save him Guillermo, he’s too precious to be killed by a cult!
ID: one image portraying Nandor the relentless languishing in his 'baby girl' era. He is doing a stretching pose on the ground with one leg tucked under him, knee pointing forward and one leg pointed straight out behind. He has long pink leg warmers covering his legs from under his knee all the way down to the tops of his white tennis shoes. His upper body is upright, chest puffed out under a white 80s style cropped t-shirt that only just covers his chest. On the shirt is a purple design with a circle with two palm trees and a sun. He is wearing blue short shorts with white piping along the hem. One hand is on his hip and he is still wearing one of his rings. It is large, red and gold. The other arm is behind him. He has sweat bands on. His hair is just above shoulder length and is feathered to be fluffy and curly. He is grinning wide exposing his missing fangs, eyes closed and looking for all the world like a man having the time of his life.
STAR WARS APPRECIATION WEEK Day 1: favourite movie
Don’t be too proud of this technological terror you’ve constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force. ― Star Wars: A New Hope (1977)
what they have is all i ask for tbh
why the fuck did bobs burgers do this to me they are so perfect
he ended things with me today
note: it’s not his fault at all, it wasn’t mutual but it was for his own personal reasons which i understand but it still hurts
okay so this guy i’m dating told me to write him a poem bc i did ONE assignment on poetry for my english degree and he thinks i’m a poet.
fast forward weeks later and i finally thought of something that doesn’t start with “roses are red, violets are blue”
anyways i’m posting it here. idk if it’s any good, i trust tumblr not to judge me. yes it is sickeningly cute, i apologise in advance. (there is no title yet)
although we’ve known each other less than a while
everyday you make me smile
and that makes it worth every mile
that’s between us across this silly isle
p.s. idk whether to add any other stanzas or if it’s fine as it is 🥹
okay so like. Nandor is like. STUPIDLY easy to gaslight, apparently.
like Nadja was just like
“because I said to you- that. you’re the one supposed to be feeding the sire”
AND HE JUST AUTOMATICALLY BELIEVED THAT. AND PANICKED AND WAS ALL
“WHAT HAVE I DONE?!?!?”
JUST LIKE. SHE JUST HAD TO SAY IT ONCE.
Me : alright, time to sit down and write...
My brain : *silence*
Me : I said, 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚!!!
My brain : oh look a new video by your favourite yt channel!
Me : WHERE?!?!
It's me. I'm the distant aunt.
the difference Between gene belcher and other gender nonconforming boys on tv who wear dresses and like acting feminine is that. gene likes to be called a girl & sister etc
nandor being repressed.gif
louise would be the aunt that would teach you curse words and to poke grandad bob’s love handles
louise would NOT be a mother. gene would however
25 • she/herhopeless romantic who writes poems and stuff about my silly little life
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