sometimes a malevolent entity attaches itself to you and like, that’s fine. that’s valid

Text: “You don’t know me, but in twenty minutes you’re going to try and save my life.”

Flossing

reverendharlemheat:

misterclarkrogers:

vivace-joyous:

pyrrhics:

iwilleatyourenglish:

i have never seen someone with such a nonexistent grasp of food in my life. there is virtually nothing here that makes any sense or works. this is like watching a toddler being given unfettered access to a kitchen and mashing everything they find together.

the way that this person opens the fucking dorito bag SIDEWAYS with scissors and carefully places each chip with tongs as if they’re making real food is an affront to common decency and has to be stopped.

SINSPIRATION

I feel so so like offended by this

take a fucking bite babes

this is beyond cursed. this is an eldritch evil from an unknowable dimension and it will destroy us all

I want to die

deepwaterwritingprompts:

Text: “They’re shooting at us! Drop the Chinese food and get in the car!”

Deep Water Prompt #1004

deepwaterwritingprompts:

Practicing dark magic had done strange things to his face. I could no longer see it clearly.

princessamericachavez:

I’m a huge sucker for characters that chose to be heroic. Like, no big profecy, no great chosen one moment, just someone who consciously decided to do the right thing because someone fucking had to.

runcibility:

This is the rubber stamp that my anxiety puts on *everything*