frag time

I drew the Seekers bc they make me happy, when they emote their wings go flap flap!!!! ;A;

Finally taking Japanese Language Classes
  • Teacher: So what made you decide to take this class?
  • Me: Well...
  • Me: DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO WAIT FOR YURI ANIME/MANGA TRANSLATIONS? HOW CAN YOU EVEN BE PATIENT FOR IT WHEN YOUR OTPs ARE GAYING UP ALL OVER THE PLACE IN THE RAWS?
  • Me: CITRUS, KASE-SAN, FRAG TIME, THE SECRET RECIPE, COMPREHENSIVE TOVARISCH, AKUMA NO RIDDLE, INUGAMI-SAN TO NEKOYAMA-SAN, SHINIGAMI ALICE, JUST--JUST EVERYTHING THAT I LOVE
  • Teacher: ...
  • Me: ...
  • Me: please teach me
You cannot convince me this light-up Razer mug holder is real
Last week, Razer added the option for players using its Cortex game launcher to earn “zSilver” credits simply by playing games while using the app. Which brings us to the Razer Chroma Mug Holder, which is not available for sale with real money and will exclusively be offered through the zVault for 100,000 zSilver. According to Razer, the Mug Holder features the company’s Chroma lighting and is compatible with all its other Chroma products — meaning that if this is real, we will live in a world where your coaster lights up every time you frag someone in Call of Duty. Read more

One fine day, Ironhide couldn’t find baby Crosshairs.  He decided to check his weapons room, and he found baby Crosshairs teething on a grenade.

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10. Are You Ready To Game?

9. Xbox

8. I’m Sonic The Hedgehog

7. The Cake Is A Lie

6. Top Kek Am I Right, Gamers?

5. Video Game

4. Time To Frag Some Noobs

3. Undertale Is A Good Game But Did Not Deserve To Be Consider The Best Game Ever In That GameFAQs List The Votes Should Be Recounted As The Ocarina Of Time Deserved To Win

2. This Is Friggin Sweet!

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Even In Another Time

so i wrote this really quick because i didn’t want it to turn into a beast of a fic like ATC. so excuse any random errors. but hey carmilla followers! hope you like this :D (ps: possibilistfanfiction you’re gonna lol at one line specifically hahaha…)

Summary: “It’s been a year, and you know that’s a few seconds relative to Carmilla’s lifetime, so you’re not sure how to go about honoring one year together. You know how obvious this gift might seem—it’s so immature and cliché—but you wanted to get her something thoughtful, something that could last throughout her lifetimes.” – Carmilla, one-shot, Hollstein, Laura’s POV, future!Hollstein

Rated: T

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Even In Another Time

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someone will remember us
                                 I say
                                 even in another time

- Sappho, Frag. 147

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It’s been a year and things have gotten back to normal. Well… as normal as one can expect at Silas. Sure, there are still the gnomes and occasional alchemy club mishap, but nothing quite like missing girls and spinal fluid. You know she can’t forget, but you don’t expect her to.

You suppose a lot has changed between the two of you, but you’re both still the same people. You’ve just realized you’re stronger together, happier. (You’ve promised not to tell people that she smiles because she has an image to uphold.)

She helps you with her homework, you teach her more efficient means of using the internet and social media. She refuses to get involved with Twitter, and you understand that you’re really not the person to be teaching anyone about it.

When you see her reading in German, or overhear her speaking on the phone in French with a professor at Oxford, or when she casually mentions that Mensa is weird because it’s “full of people who find joy in mathematics and the least sexy parts of any science field,” you feel a little… insignificant. You’ll often make a joke about her brain and her age and wisdom, and she’ll roll her eyes and kiss the corner of your lips.

At the end of the day, she makes time for you. You think of all the things she’s seen—the tragic and the tragically beautiful—and those same eyes spend a significant amount of time skimming over your face each day. Her hands have held items now in museums, priceless artifacts—they’re the same hands that touch your body so delicately. You don’t know what it is about you, really, but you do feel special just being with her. She makes you believe you’re important.

You pull the piece of paper out from your desk drawer, nervously chewing your bottom lip. It’s been a year, and you know that’s a few seconds relative to Carmilla’s lifetime, so you’re not sure how to go about honoring one year together. You know how obvious this gift might seem—it’s so immature and cliché—but you wanted to get her something thoughtful, something that could last throughout her lifetimes.

You take a deep breath before tucking the paper into the card you made—“I Choo-Choose You” for some Simpson’s humor—and you’re doing your best not to just immediately ask her to incinerate the card and gift and you because how do you give anything of value to a girl who could have anything?

“Do you have a hernia or something?”

You close your eyes and breathe evenly, “While I normally appreciate your humor LaFontaine, I’m trying really hard not to panic at the moment.”

“Look, Dances with Vampires,” they say, walking over and pulling up a chair beside you, “I was genuinely concerned. You’re sitting all rigid and creepy, like when the alchemy guys accidentally spiked the fruit punch with—”

“Yes, LaFontaine, I remember,” you say, cringing when you recall the rigamortis-like line leading into the health clinic.

“Your quiet panic mode, huh?”

You nod.

“Worst comes to worst, I’ll tell Perry something angsty and she’ll stress bake some stuff for you two.”

“That’s nice of you, but… I should do this myself.”

They nod and smile, giving you a gentle pat on the shoulder. “Hollis, your neuroses are part of you, so I can’t give you this whole ‘Be yourself’ chat as if you can leave your panic behind. Carmilla lo-… likes?… you and your weird, just like you like her and her vampiric tendencies.”

“It’s not a tendency. I’ve been dating a vampire for a year.”

“This is true,” they admit, “but you don’t have to give her something. You do every day by being with her and looking at her the way you do and love-liking her the way you do.”

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