
hey bro hit this *passes you a caterpillar in a leaf*
*gives it a little kiss and passes it to the next person*
Today I offer Tumblr real, undoctored screenshots from the House MD DS game, free of context:
Special awards go to:
“Would you still love me if I was a worm” core:
And my personal favorite, for all the omegaverse girlies out there:
EDIT: adding a link to my other post with more info on the game
house heritage post
More info (and insane screenshots) from the House MD DS game for those who want to know.
Way, way too much info under the break!!
all posts should be in deviantart journal format
Listening to: linkin park ;D
Reading: yaoi :3333
Watching: naruto rofll
Playing: kingdom hearts!!!!!
Eating: nothing o__O
Drinking: blood XD
I practice a lifestyle I call “stupid hedonism” where instead of axting to.maximize my pleasure I mostly just do wharver j want and then face the consequences :/
I practice what I call “stupid stoicism” where I just become complacent with how things are going and expect to feel better
i stroll into the little saltwater store in the city. a border collie comes barreling over and begins nibbling my toes through my open heels. the dude behind the counter introduces himself and asks me if i have any tanks at home or if he needs to set one up for me. i tell him that i have 16 tanks and ask him if he has any personal ones before he can comment on that number. he proceeds to say “yeah, i have a 120 in my office. it has a clam in it.” i cautiously respond “oh, a clam?” and he whips out his phone which already has a livestream up on it. it’s centered on the biggest clam i’ve ever seen, just chillin’ in this tank and taking up half of the available floorspace in a 120 gallon. “that’s my baby,” he says, and points at the unholy bivalve in case i didn’t notice it on my own. there are now two border collies snorfling at my toes while i stare in awe at this dude’s gigantic fucking clam
i stroll into the little saltwater store in the city. a border collie comes barreling over and begins nibbling my toes through my open heels. the dude behind the counter introduces himself and asks me if i have any tanks at home or if he needs to set one up for me. i tell him that i have 16 tanks and ask him if he has any personal ones before he can comment on that number. he proceeds to say “yeah, i have a 120 in my office. it has a clam in it.” i cautiously respond “oh, a clam?” and he whips out his phone which already has a livestream up on it. it’s centered on the biggest clam i’ve ever seen, just chillin’ in this tank and taking up half of the available floorspace in a 120 gallon. “that’s my baby,” he says, and points at the unholy bivalve in case i didn’t notice it on my own. there are now two border collies snorfling at my toes while i stare in awe at this dude’s gigantic fucking clam