Tumgik
#ate my professors
spock-stark7 · 2 years
Text
What? Will Graham is in ratemyprofessors.com? 💀
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
259 notes · View notes
glittergoats · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
its turtles all the way down
305 notes · View notes
b4kuch1n · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media
see, dearest, loving me did not save you. you scraped by just fine without. but it doesn’t hurt, does it?
898 notes · View notes
fluffs-n-stuffs · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
eepy,,,,,,,, 🤲✨
74 notes · View notes
topibeeru · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
The besties
124 notes · View notes
funkyjeans · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
doodle dump while work is slow
77 notes · View notes
mxwhore · 8 months
Text
god i feel like so much!!!! Ass!!!
27 notes · View notes
polaroidcats · 3 months
Note
Tumblr media
ahahahahahah omg this is perfect i love this so much 😂😂😍😍
apollo is taking species shenanigans very literally, the good little chicken that he is!! 💖
9 notes · View notes
heavensheal · 1 year
Text
level 5 wanted people dead today /pos
61 notes · View notes
chuuyascumsock · 4 months
Text
Estelle Cadieux
Tumblr media
Age: 23
Pronouns: She/Her
Sexuality: Bi + Asexual
Ability: “Inside on the Out” [Bone Disfigurement / Morphing]
Tumblr media
Organization: None
Occupation: Freelance Hitman
Likes: Bone/Shell collecting, Quiet environments, Salty foods, Journaling.
Dislikes: Working under other people's schedules, Nikolai, Small spaces.
Romantic Interest: Chuuya Nakahara [Unknown if feelings are requited, keeps it professional.]
Extra: Tries to be mysterious but can’t stop yapping.
8 notes · View notes
fernsnailz · 1 year
Note
*eats your art
NOMNOMNOMNOM
tastes like rainbows
YOU FUCKING EATED IT???
61 notes · View notes
another-clive-blog · 5 months
Note
clive has pica and he eats dirt
Tumblr media
SILLY CLIVE AND DIMITRI FIC !!!! CLAP YOUR HANDS IF YOU'RE EXCITED FOR THE CRACK FIC ABOUT MY FAVOURITE PLATONIC COMEDY DUO !!!!
No TW for this one !! It is a crack fic but the humor comes from Clive and Dimitri's personalities clashing, not the dirt eating (it's mostly just mentionned here). Dimitri is just trying SO HARD to understand the situation/context and Clive is NOT helping lol x) Without further ado, the fic !
"Clive. What are you eating ?"
Clive sighed. Leaning back on his chair, he put the dirt back in its box. "Cocoa powder, obviously."
Dimitri narrowed his eyes, clearly unconvinced, and Clive closed the box nonchalantly, as if this conversation was over- as if Dimitri had not just witnessed his colleague eating dirt.
Clive groaned as Dimitri walked up to the table, and the younger man instinctively held the box closer to his chest.
"Can I have some ?" Dimitri asked in a disinterested tone.
"No, you can't," Clive snapped. "Go buy your own with the money I'm giving you."
"They don't really sell cocoa powder down there," Dimitri pointed out. "Where did you find some anyway ?"
"I built this town, Dimitri. I could create a cocoa shop if I wanted to. I'm going to do that actually. I'll get everyone to work on it so that it'll be done in, what, ten minutes, and in ten minutes you'll leave me alone and go bother someone else."
"Alright," Dimitri calmly nodded, answering this rant with the blankest face in the underground game, "In the meantime, explain to me why you're eating dirt."
Clive pressed the box against his chest : he looked frankly annoyed, groaning at his colleague's perseverance. "I'm not."
"There are leaves in there, Clive."
"It's called aromatic plants. These bring flavour, not that you know anything about good taste."
"The rocks bring flavour too ?"
"Can't you ever let it go ?!" Clive suddenly stood up, making his chair fell to the ground. Dimitri didn't move as Clive smashed the box on the table, spreading its content everywhere. "There ! You're happy now ? Got your little dumb hypothesis proven right, hurray ?!"
Dimitri only stared. "There's dirt on the table."
"There's going to be dirt on your face-"
"Wait," Dimitri sighed, and he pinched the bridge of his nose when dirt landed on his white coat. "Why are you even eating dirt- would you stop that."
Clive threw a fourth handful of dirt before reluctantly stopping. "Leave," he commanded, "I'm not talking to you, you're annoying, we're not sharing secrets like two middle schoolers."
Dimitri wiped the dirt off. Well, this was going to leave a stain. "I'm not a middle schooler, but I do need to know why you would even eat dirt."
"Why ? You don't care about my well-being."
"We're associates. You're paying me to work on this project. You're the one who has control over the clock shop. I would be pretty impacted by your sudden and predictable death."
Clive rolled his eyes, scooping a handful of dirt. "I'm not dying. I've been doing this for years now and I'm fine."
Dimitri narrowed his eyes.
"Don't look at me like that," Clive added, eating some more.
This time, Dimitri looked more puzzled than anything. "Isn't this bad for you ? You should be getting sick, right ?"
Clive shrugged. "Well, sometimes I am, sometimes I'm not, you know how it goes. I haven't died yet so it's fine."
Dimitri took a deep breath, trying to wrap his head around whatever had just happened. His associate ate dirt. It sometimes made him sick. He'd been doing it for a long time now.
Well, he couldn't just... keep him from doing it. Even if he tried to, Clive would still find a way to do as he pleased : he was weird and annoying like that, always making his life harder just because he could. It was maybe best to just... let him do his thing. He was... handling it, somehow, and disrupting this inconceivable harmony would just cause more problems for Dimitri.
Problems that Clive would deliberately inflict on him, and these would be far more upsetting than this guy sometimes eating dirt.
"I just need to know," Dimitri insisted, staring at Clive who had quite literally cleaned the whole table. "Why do you do that ?"
That question was an admission of defeat, and they both knew that.
Clive smiled smugly, that same insufferable expression which always caused Dimitri to look away in irritation : he was so so glad and proud of himself that Dimitri almost decided to leave without an answer. He didn't care about it that much, to be honest, and it would spare him this infuriating demonstration of 'I have won' that Clive would most certainly top with some irritating remark.
Before he could turn away, though, Clive opened his mouth. "I don't know. Why do you keep working on this time machine ?"
9 notes · View notes
lesbiten · 2 months
Text
hey that's not yours
4 notes · View notes
chariotdun0rd · 7 months
Text
Did I make a bot for a character that had less then a minute of screen time? Yes. Yes I did. Did I also make a bot for a professor that nobody likes? Yes. Yes I did
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
6 notes · View notes
crowleyanthonys · 8 months
Text
.
7 notes · View notes
mysicklove · 9 months
Text
i almost fainted today in class. ❤️
8 notes · View notes