3rd Law | Mage
what's more romantic than the smell of cigarettes and rotting garbage under the moonlight? ♥
reddit is having a glitch where it puts the wrong captions over photos and it’s the only thing i care about right now
Post post pacifist because I'm thinking about found family again
Join us on a journey from wee fry to terrific titans and learn how our aquarists train our giant sea bass 🐟💪😍
[muttering to myself as I rifle through ancient tomes and scrolls] girl on girl... girl on girl... [getting increasingly agitated] where is it. WHERE IS IT!!! DAMN AND BLAST!!! [throws a dagger across the room, slitting my lackey's throat and embedding in the center of a mural of a lily flower. the flower depresses into the wall, and an unseen mechanism begins to click. the wall opens up, revealing rows of shelves stacked high with dusty old tomes.] [I walk into the room, kicking my lackey's corpse out of the way] [I pick up a book and leaf through it] [it's yaoi]
EVERYBODY knows (or should) that you DO. NOT. STOP. in Vidor, Texas.
It’s best to just run out of gas elsewhere. Whatever you do, black folks, DO NOT STOP IN VIDOR, TEXAS.
There’s a good chance you’ll get lynched or just come up missing - and I’m not joking.
also do NOT stop in Harrison, Arkansas!!!! (relatively close to OK and MI) a nazi town with a BIG KKK organization.
Reblog To Save Life
“In my youth,” reminisced the old man, scratching his beard thoughtfully, “I was quite the quirked up white boy. No one in the village could best me at busting it down sexual style.”
“And were you goated, sir?” the young boy queried.
“My dear boy, I most certainly was!” The old man chuckled, a merry twinkle in his eye. “With the sauce, I daresay.”
Gumshoe being the only person with enough emotional intelligence to recognize Franziska as a teenager on the verge of a breakdown