shiny-good-rock:

shiny-good-rock:

do you ever think about dead versions of yourself that are fossilized in someone else’s mind

i see that this one kind of fucked everyone up

(via vonnegutchild)

gavamont:

sabertoothwalrus:

gavamont:

wizard-gobling:

ratazom:

wizard-gobling:

wizard-gobling:

gavamont:

moreyradder:

moreyradder:

gavamont:

moreyradder:

gavamont:

Not my white ass locked in the duke’s dungeon again because I fucked his favorite jester 😩

I didn’t know he was so territorial over the silly little guy 🙄

Pro Tip: Avoid this in the future by inviting the king to your chambers and presenting the situation as;

“ Just warming him up for a surprise threesome. You looked so stressed, sire, so let us help you relax.”

1. The Duke would, at best, be the fourth
2. The Duke’s wife is the third from time to time, and I feel like he’s not gonna be happy about that
3. And most importantly, the Duke is a fuck boi, he’s not invited

Ah, but I said the king, my good wizard!

If you get the king in on this, the duke can do nothing without risking insulting his monarch.

This could not possibly backfire!

In fact, I’ll go perform this right now and report back my success shortly.

Dungeon

Welcome to the club

surely the duke can’t catch all of us????

Gonna try hitting up the jester when the duke goes out for another raid and report with results 👍

Dungeon.

Wow. I don’t respect anyone in this thread.

feels like somebody’s mad they didn’t get the chance to fuck the duke’s favorite jester

Make a pass at the jester and there’s always a chance

That you’ll be be doing that old “chained in the dungeon” dance

I was inspired

@silliestchainchomp bruh, it’s literally 55k. Are you gonna steal my fucking notes?

(via big-guy-hendriks)

loth-catgirl:

inbabylontheywept:

metalgeara-10ciiscorpionhmcs:

metalgeara-10ciiscorpionhmcs:

I love seeing list memes where someone makes a “le cool people vs le cringe” and they obviously skew it so they barely scrape by into the cool kids club

You just KNOW this dudes 5'11"

I’m 5'11, but in most casual conversations I’ll say I’m 5'9. I do this purely for the chaos that it creates. Because everyone assumes that men only exaggerate their height up, it makes me look like the only person honestly describing their height and thus knocks at least 2 inches off everyone else’s description. The panic that the 6'1 guys feel at the thought of being described as 5'11 is hard to understate. I have had people run back to their cars to grab tape measures.

If I could get away with describing myself as 4'6 I would.

you are the diametrical opposite of the aforementioned guy. you are a demigod walking among mortals

(via snorkmaidxn)

charlesoberonn:

reginaldqueribundus:

tangent101:

scienceraccoon:

diaryofandnwoman:

Welcome to the Protestant Work Ethic where if you are not working for 16 hours a day you are a Sinner that will Burn In Hell. Unless of course you are rich in which case you are Blessed by God and can go to Heaven without lifting a finger.

heard a story on a podcast that some Christian missionaries showed these rural Cambodian farmers how to double their crop yields. the missionaries came back a year later and were surprised the Cambodians had grown basically the same amount of crops but the farmers were like “yeah this is great, we got everything we need for the year and only had to do half as much work”

and if that doesn’t tell you everything you need to know about the current North American work environment I don’t know what will

(via bioswear)

talesfromtreatment:

where-the-tumbleweed-plays:

where-the-tumbleweed-plays:

Tumbleweed needs everyone to know that I am his most cruel and heartless mother for decreasing the amount of food he gets due to him gaining a third again his body weight over the last year no that is not all fur Tumbleweed you are shaped like a pregnant sheep!

He has spent much of the day stomping from room to room while yelling his immense displeasure.

Yelling

Begging

Lamentations

Letting me know he has starved to death

(via phantomrose96)

fantasmalresplendent:

fantasmalresplendent:

I can’t be the first to make this connection

y'all slept on the first chart but I will make the world see my vision

(via thename023)

dogray:

northern hemisphere babes we made it to the longest night of the year. we made it. for the next 6 months, every day will give us a little more daylight than the last. let’s go. take my hand. climb out of the darkness with me

(via tragediegh)

brainrotdotorg:

brainrotdotorg:

alternate version

(via rockboci)

chrispineofficial:

cahootings:

(via lowpolybread)

taosjaan:

me: [makes a typo] delete it or keep it ? how does this typo contribute 2 the overall humour and relatability of my post , the individuality, the

(via bioswear)

thebookewyrme:

user-needs-new-hyperfixation:

Something about the whole “Eming is born of Hua Cheng’s desire to live and Rouye is born of Xie Lian’s desire to die,” and then how Xie Lian wears funeral colours and Hua Cheng wears wedding colours. God oriented towards death and stillness and self-denial. Ghost oriented towards life and hope and happiness.

Oh oh oh. The way that makes my brain sparkle! Like, they are complimentary opposites. They each contain a tiny piece of the other. Like Yin and Yang (and there’s something there about how ghosts use….Yang energy? To stay alive? But Gods use the other? I forget which is which.) They are each complete alone, but together they form a greater and more powerful whole.

(via yurka-on-ice)

high-dragon-bait:

So. Anyone who’s ever taken a close look at Fenris’ romance outfit will notice it’s got this little black thing tucked into the ribbon

I knew it was there, but I always assumed it was a graphics glitch or something and never paid it much mind.

But. Um. Keep in mind I don’t know if this is 100% canon, but apparently, that graphics glitch is meant to be a lock of Hawke’s hair

And listen, the Victorian romance slut within me loves this and says it’s super sweet and meaningful. But the rest of me just thinks. Hey Fenris. Hey buddy. Hey my sun and stars. My blue blorbo. My angsty porcupine.

Where’d you get that?

(via holyshitdragonage)