They call me The Mother Of All Monsters

kitsunecoffee:

thekumazone:

Owls may be symbols of wisdom, but they’re actually complete morons

I’M BIG DON’T TOUCH ME

PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU ARE 18+

killian-comeback2me:

Killian I have no idea what that is Jones

chirotus:

constant-instigator:

ermefinedining:

This map should be included in every history book.

Oh wow! I’ve been wanting this for ages!

This needs to be in every history book along with a map showing where those nations have been pushed to now.

chirotus:

constant-instigator:

ermefinedining:

This map should be included in every history book.

Oh wow! I’ve been wanting this for ages!

This needs to be in every history book along with a map showing where those nations have been pushed to now.

Send me a ★ and i’ll answer…

rpaskboxmemes:

If we kissed:

  • [] This wouldn’t happen.
  • [] Oh disgusting.
  • [] Again, again.
  • [] Kiss you back.
  • [] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
  • [] Slap/Push you away.
  • [] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

  • [] Um no.
  • [] I’m taken-
  • [] Sure.
  • [] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

  • [] No.
  • [] Ew.
  • [] Sure.
  • [] YES.

Sex?:

  • [] Let’s do it.
  • [] No. You can’t handle my d.
  • [] FUCK YES.
  • [] No.

Should you reblog this?:

  • [] Yes. I want to send you one.
  • [] Yes.
  • [] No.
  • [] You already did.

keystonecougar:

cautioncat:

sizvideos:

Video

Okay this is cute.

this is how you prank

masturbation-is-illegal:

marielovesgroban:

Don’t forget we have to wake up Green Day tomorrow.

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Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!
Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection
Hair: Yearning
Ear: "I want you to hear me out."
Nose: "You're so cute."
Cheek: "I want to tell you I love you."/Deep affection/Devotion
Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain
Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear
Waist: Possessiveness/"You are mine."
Over the heart: "I love you."
Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust
Hip: Interest
Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day
Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/"Wanna go cause some trouble?"
Forearm: Indifference/Don't particularly care for
Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot."
Fingers: Friendship/amicable
Wrist: Fear of losing you
Knee: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."
Chin: Beauty/attractiveness
Thigh: Sympathy/empathy
Calves: "I will cause you pain."
Feet: "I will serve you forever."/Deep devotion and and feelings of servitude/extreme fealty

bettermens-autobodies:

mothermal:

bettermens-autobodies:

bettermens-autobodies:

* Rishy growled. His remaining eye had been stabbed by flying glass from an accident. The eye would heal eventually, but for now he was completely blind, his orbits hidden by a red sash.

He sniffed, confusion knitting his eyebrows.*

" Mal? Is that you?"

" Check the spaces below the platform. There are railways and stairs for maintenance. He’s probably going there to hide from the sun."

Mal spat out a swear, then heard her babies crying. She rushed to hush them, then brought them into the room with Rishy.

"Sorry, I need to go after him. Is it alright if I leave the twins with you? No one else is here, and Dark Rishy is still unconscious in the hall."

* Rishy’s claws sprung out at maximum length, looking like machete Freddy Krueger daggers.*

" I’ll guard them with my life. Reminds me…"

* His metal began to fragment as Return to Sender engulfed him and the twins.*

" I have just enough salt to last 2 hours. Nothing’s getting in."

"I’ll be back." She promised, darting off for the platforms under the house. She followed the blood trail carefully.

"You're the one person I actually trust."

bettermens-autobodies:

mothermal:

bettermens-autobodies:

mothermal:

bettermens-autobodies:

* Dark Rishy chuckled, his grey skin sickly and pale.*

" I’m sorry….you must have me confused with someone else."


"That’s all good to hear, but can you sneak us in and out of the Rift? It’s going to be crawling with god knows what."

* He thought. Visibly he started being edgy.*

" I…..I can. I don’t like it though. My dad dragged me there as a kid; he thought I wasn’t man enough. Thought monster killing would make me a man puberty was failing to create.

Well, the bastard had his head ripped off. So I guess he wasn’t the man he thought he was…”

Mal shook her head. “It’s okay. I’m trying to think of something, but the truth of it is Rishy is going to be heavily guarded if Skinner is doing experiments on him. I don’t think I’m going to be able to just sneak in and get him out… or arrive unnoticed.”

* Creepshow snapped his fingers.*

" Then why hide? She wants a show…..let’s give it to her. Freak told Dachau to stay behind….but I can ask him to look the other way. He owes me big time anyways…..Hell everybody owes somebody in this universe.

Thing is…..Dachau is a tank. And I mean that literally. Nozzle and treads and everything. The way he says it is that his type was the prototype of the Nazi Landkreuzer P. 1000. Look it up; the tank was like…..like a god.” 

Mal frowned in worry. “That’s all good and all, but he’s a breeder with another brood on the way soon. He doesn’t sound like someone we can just use right now.”

Character development time! Give me some interesting questions about my character and I will answer.
☞ + Delta //I wanna see how you interpret him.

"I am the Boogieman of Rapture. I was born in its shadows and waters, moving through both as though I was made of them. I am a soldier, a killer with the blood of thousands on my hands. I have but one weakness, and if you so much as touch a hair on her head, there will not even be enough of you for the fishes to eat."

bettermens-autobodies:

bettermens-autobodies:

* Rishy growled. His remaining eye had been stabbed by flying glass from an accident. The eye would heal eventually, but for now he was completely blind, his orbits hidden by a red sash.

He sniffed, confusion knitting his eyebrows.*

" Mal? Is that you?"

" Check the spaces below the platform. There are railways and stairs for maintenance. He’s probably going there to hide from the sun."

Mal spat out a swear, then heard her babies crying. She rushed to hush them, then brought them into the room with Rishy.

"Sorry, I need to go after him. Is it alright if I leave the twins with you? No one else is here, and Dark Rishy is still unconscious in the hall."

"You're the one person I actually trust."

bettermens-autobodies:

mothermal:

bettermens-autobodies:

* Dark Rishy chuckled, his grey skin sickly and pale.*

" I’m sorry….you must have me confused with someone else."


"That’s all good to hear, but can you sneak us in and out of the Rift? It’s going to be crawling with god knows what."

* He thought. Visibly he started being edgy.*

" I…..I can. I don’t like it though. My dad dragged me there as a kid; he thought I wasn’t man enough. Thought monster killing would make me a man puberty was failing to create.

Well, the bastard had his head ripped off. So I guess he wasn’t the man he thought he was…”

Mal shook her head. “It’s okay. I’m trying to think of something, but the truth of it is Rishy is going to be heavily guarded if Skinner is doing experiments on him. I don’t think I’m going to be able to just sneak in and get him out… or arrive unnoticed.”

tomhiddlesismyspiritanimal:

anyankaleigh:

baddiebey:



this is like my fave joke

okay that shit was good.

tomhiddlesismyspiritanimal:

anyankaleigh:

baddiebey:

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this is like my fave joke

okay that shit was good.