Logan: everything I do is completely rational.
Virgil: just yesterday you nearly died choking on water after you chugged two bottles at the same time to ‘meet your daily quota.’
Patton: that’s taking hydrate or die-state to a whole new level.
the trolley problem vs. systemic oppression: a comic.
You’re standing at the altar, about to get married to your beautiful fiancée. When suddenly the king of demons bursts through the door of the room, which naturally causes panic. You tried to warn everyone that inviting your sibling to the wedding would mean trouble, but they kept insisting.
obsessed with the power he holds over straight men
Do t fall into the pit don’t fall into the pit don’t fall into the pit
in 2025 let’s bring back being enthusiastic on ao3. leave a comment on every chapter. leave kudos and, if necessary, leave “double kudos” in the comments. tags and notes on bookmarks. the whole nine yards. let’s show fanfic authors how much we love them.
I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat.
every time you see a headline like this
I want you to remember these ones
lmfao theyre trying to erase EVERYTHING huh.
reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a fucking break
God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the other players [i.e. everybody], to being involved in an obscure and complex variant of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time. Credit to Teaableu for my icon!!!!!!!
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