You’ve Heard Of Death, Now Get Ready For The Void, Amirite?

fabian: dances the night away with a silken elven sheet

me, thinking about how he shut down gortholax when he talked about how most of the best blood rush players were also ballerinas: oh how the lunchtables have turned

jeremy shada is immediately shot and killed by a pistol wielding lauren montgomery

The year is 2020. It’s the day before the release of the last season of Voltron. There’s a stage with nobody on it and it’s completely dark. When the light turns on, Jeremy Shada is alone on the stage with a single microphone. He hesitates before speaking. “Klance is Cannon King.” He says. Jeremy Shada has spoken, and the crowd applauds.

SPEAK NOT OF THE NIGHT YORB

I’m getting close to the end of my BOTW adventures, it is making me reflect and giving me feelings I didn’t expect.

i was gonna make a goofy haha post but emily shouting “choke on grapes bitch” is so much more funny than anything i could type that it was like she broke into my house and knocked all the teeth from my mouth

this has got to be THE funniest sentence ive seen all day im gonna cry

ragh boning down for the first time with an elf is great, but now i need the thistlesprings giving him a binder and a firm talking-to about sexual health

lapin cadbury: boring old geezer in the streets, brilliant political revolutionary in the sheets

I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. A guy asked me what the Spanish word for tortilla was once and now I dream of kissing him under the moonlight

instead of corn or philosophy students, i propose a new spirit guardian form that combines the deadliest aspects of ally and kristen possible: beyblades and ribbon dancers