All My Homies Love Sturgeon

all my homies love Sturgeon

not to be a pussy but swordmachines can kiss my ass

can you draw this lober

yeah

the dream. btw I wrote what happened below right after I woke up at like 2 AM so pardon mistakes I’m just copying and pasting.

War of the world’s apocalypse.

Hiding in a remote house with a little old lady and a thing.

The thing is wearing Tibetan style(?) clothing and robes that cover its face and body except its eyes and feet. Its eyes were black with gray sclera and had hooves feet. Had a lion tail. Thing was like a girl. But not quite because the old lady was teaching it sign language and math.

A large dangerous organization wanted the girl and the old lady wouldn’t tell me why. I think she called the girl Kida or Kiva. I’m stuck reliving the same day over and over and at the end of the day I die.

It goes down like the old lady tells me that something’s wrong. I get the signal that I need to take the girl into the other room, a bedroom and I remember specifically telling it, “Let’s go to the room. We can play with the basketball after.”

So I led it to the room and we hear cars pull up to the house outside. I grab the girl and force it under the bed and then gunshots. The men believe that killing her will end whatever aliens are controlling the and destroying the world. They grab the girl and execute her and then I follow.

Then the day repeats and the second day in my dream, I try to fight back but I die anyways. Edge of Tomorrow movie type stuff.

YOO I had a wild yet awesome dream last night maybe I’ll reblog with its contents.

finally put up my vessel poster

now my mornings will start with a reaching Vessel jumpscare ❤️

Berries are like nuts but juicey and Avery -> Abery -> Aberry -> A berry -> you are a juicy nut squirty squirt squirt

please refrain from putting my first name and “squirty squirt squirt” in the same sentence. please and thank you.