fleecefoxes:

you wake up one morning to find that your entire family is now voiced by vic mignogna

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# NO # Y
 So much happened here. And so much is about to.
So much happened here. And so much is about to.
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archus7:

Jrarvris, hlep. 

call Popper.

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"His voice if warm and husky like dark melted chocolate fudge caramel… or something."

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ameliazan:


oh really

ameliazan:

oh really

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napalmarts:

You can almost tell how they fight by their names. 
Alfred uses guns.
Ivan uses Knives.
Arthur only needs a blackjack. 

napalmarts:

You can almost tell how they fight by their names. 

Alfred uses guns.

Ivan uses Knives.

Arthur only needs a blackjack. 

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# NO! # NO # NO. # HETALIA

Brothers On A Hotel Bed

rhayfalkcross:

Inspired by skype chats with the gang and Death Cab For Cutie.

You look in the mirror and there’s no denying it, you’re getting older. Hair’s going grey, the laugh lines are becoming deeper; you just look tired.  Dave says he doesn’t notice, doesn’t care, but how could he not? Your skin hangs on your body like an ill-fitting suit, your muscle refuses to hold the same tone and you have to work harder and harder to keep up with your brother turned lover. You’re holding him back.

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whoops! you know how to catch a gal RIGHT IN THE GODDAMN GUT.

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For Sokka, the mark of the wise, the same mark your father earned. For Katara, the mark of the brave. Your courage inspires us.

For Sokka, the mark of the wise, the same mark your father earned. For Katara, the mark of the brave. Your courage inspires us.

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# hmm # no # babies # avatar

4/13 we all have to type with our patrons quirks

macabrekawaii:

malchior:

chaosxthemailman:

unversed-remnant:

carry-on-my-wayward-vagabond:

lairofthewanderinggodhead:

gamzeemakarabutt:

omfg ye2 ok iill do iit

I Am In Full Support Of This Suggestion

ii am planniing two take part iin this two

S)(ore!

Alright I’m Ready To Type Like A Fucking Youtube User All Day

This sounds gr8 ::::)

wwhatevver

D —> The suggestion itself is 100dicrous

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# NO
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# NO # FALSL # STOP
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"You’re Not My Bro"

rhayfalkcross:

You’d hated him on first sight; a visceral, immediate reaction born out of a deep-seated sense of guilt and inadequacy. The moment he’d come through that Void in a Dream Bubble, right after Drunk-Rose, the John/Jade Lovechild, and Betty Crocker, wearing that stupid pink outfit and those mockingly familiar shades, you’d knew who he was.  And more importantly, who he wasn’t.

            He’d looked at you with an impassive expression that rivaled your own. You spoke at the same time, asking the same question, with the same sense of wary hope that disgusted you, even at the time. “Bro?”

            That was all you needed to hear. This imposter wasn’t who you needed him to be, just a slightly distorted mirror image that served only to remind you of your own failure and loss. Your expression grew hard then, jaw tightening in anger, and when you spoke next it was with a careful disdain. Unfortunately, he seemed to have mastered the tone as well, because two voices spoke the same words:  “You’re not my brother.”

  

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aradiampregido:

and i set fire
to the rain
watched it burn as i
touched your face

IVE NEVER FLIPPED OUT THIS MUCH OVER
IN MY LIFE BEFFJSJJFJJSJFJS;;FAS;KDFALSFKDJSJF

aradiampregido:

and i set fire

to the rain

watched it burn as i

touched your face

IVE NEVER FLIPPED OUT THIS MUCH OVER

IN MY LIFE BEFFJSJJFJJSJFJS;;FAS;KDFALSFKDJSJF

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