death of a bachelor is a good song
it’s a song about a dude being fucking stoked to marry his fiance and poking fun at the ‘marriage is the end right fellas’ culture by saying ‘guess ill die then! worth it!’ and i think that’s neat
BITCH I WILL FUCKING CUT YOU
YOU’VE ANGERED THE WRONG FANDOM
You’re going down punk, just you FUCKNG WAIT!! You will learn that this fandom is far worse than you will ever want to know. We may seem soft and shy, but we’re just being NICE! We can be cold, cruel, mean, and make you suffer and wish you had never said what you said. We can send you into the farthest most empty reaches of the galaxy, summon demons to our disposal to make you suffer, and make you feel the feelings that we experience, and don’t fucking think for a single goddamn second that’s easy! The amount of emotions that would boil inside of you would literally kill you. So keep your motherfucking distance and we won’t hurt you, so stay the hell back, asshole. If you so much as insult us one more time, we will bring firey hell upon you and bitch slap you into oblivion. Your move, dildo.
We know how to kill a human and hide the evidence. Your body will never be found, and that is a promise.
You do realize a majority of the fandom are 20 somethings right? or at least in college. We can find you, kill you, and make it look like you killed yourself. Don’t try us :)
Shut up.
We can exorcise a demon from you faster than Dean and Sam, believe me you need it.
We can toss you into a supernova, never to be seen again, or banish you to the end of the universe where you would explode to create a new one.
We can murder you and destroy all evidence of you ever existing.
Basically- D-O-N-T-C-R-O-S-S-U-S
This is like finding a lost family heirloom you’ve been hearing about
It hurts. It never stops hurting. Life as a Guardian is not easy. The battles, the responsibility. We’re still just like everyone else. We get angry, scared, upset, we fall in love, and we die. The older Guardians they have fits of rage sometimes. Throwing things yelling to the air. Crying deep into the night. Inadequacies plague their mind. If I was better would they still be alive? Holding on to pieces of those lost. Carrying their dead body out of the firefight. Their ghost gone. You won’t let the enemy have them. When you make a mistake and you survive, but your team didn’t. Tears in battle that shimmer a hot magma red. A fierce electric blue. A passionate killer purple. Your own light going haywire as you recall your old friends. Your first fireteam… some times teams split…. because the glue went and got himself killed. Every time you see each other the pain comes back. Teams that are no longer composed of the original members. But share the teams name. Teams that form because they’re all that’s left. On the base of the tower. There is a wall. On this wall has etchings of the names of every known guardian lost. Along this wall are mementos. Knife carvings. Poems and prayers. Holes where a grieving Titan punched “IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME YOU RECKLESS IDIOT” can be heard often through the tears. Each guardian grieves different. Me? How do I grieve? I put myself into art. And let myself bury it all. I can’t be sad when many look up to me.
Museum security guard 1: Wait, did you hear something?
Museum security guard 2: Yeah, I think it came from the gift shop.
Me, who broke into the museum and had already stolen dozens of priceless artifacts but decided to stop by the gift shop to score a snow globe:
This is oddly specific.
Anonymous asked:
taylortut answered:
tony: hey, want a stick of gum?
peter: sure! *puts the gum in his mouth, then expressionlessly opens his mouth and lets the gum fall onto the floor*
tony:
peter: what the fuck was that
I’m crying
cats are so fake like they’re theoretically related to apex predators and yet they weigh 8 pounds, sleep 20 hours a day, and scream if you feed them half an hour later than usual
I deeply sympathize because I also like to sleep an unreasonable amount and yell when hungry.
incidentally, you are also an apex predator
apex predators are over-hyped, we’re all just tired and whiny.
Reblog if you, too, are tired and whiny.
It’s about time people realize that Trump is dehumanizing immigrants and turning them into a nonexistent enemy.
So if Trump cares so fucking much about the families of victims of violent crime, is he going to have Heather Heyer’s mother come for a press conference? How about the families of the victims of the Portland Train Stabbing? How about the families of the victims from the Charleston Church shooting? How about the family of Trayvon Martin? Michael Brown? Philado Castile? Eric Gardner? Tamir Rice? Sandra Bland?
Or mention how immigrant populations in the US have lower crime rates than, and undocumented immigrants are a full 25% less likely to commit homicide than, born-citizens.
No, because the truth doesn’t matter in the face of fascist propoganda.
this is the most overtly fascist thing trump has ever done holy fuck
