p.s. don't worry

VnC characters as "history of the entire world I guess" phrases
  • Vanitas: Bullshit. This whole thing is bullshit. That's a scam. Fuck the church. Here's 95 reasons why.
  • Noé: nope, can't walk yet. And there's no food yet, so I don't care.
  • Jeanne: some stars burn out and die. Bigger stars burn out and die with P A S S I O N
  • Louis: yeah, it broke apart, don't worry, happens all the time
  • Dominique: wanna get enlightened in the middle of nowhere?
  • Charlatan: whoops, half of Europe just died.
  • Laurent: hey christians, do you sin?

Googleplier’s ‘KILL MODE’ has been activated!

@cheapcookiez Will there be an update/skin for Googleplier!Mark, senpai? *hides in bushes waiting for senpai to notice*

INKTOBER 30 - WRECK

so uh… if i may.. may i tentatively offer some headcanons for this..?

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cr1tikal sentence meme: mr. president edition
  • "Don't worry, I was raised to fuck!"
  • "Don't worry, I'll keep the crowd entertained."
  • "How's it goin', pussies?!"
  • "Really sold out crowd here. Fuckin' jam packed."
  • "I am the wiener cleaner! The meaner wiener! The greener wiener!"
  • "Wow, what the fuck is happening?"
  • "It's very windy in here. Either that, or Eleven thinks I'm the Demagorgon and is sending me for a wild ride."
  • "To master the Matrix, Neo, you must first master hopscotch."
  • "This looks like a fucking Precog from the movie Minority Report."
  • "Get down, someone's got a laser pointer!"
  • "Check it out, I'm a dog! Give me Scooby Snacks!"
  • "Actually more like a Chupacabra. Or the girl from the Grudge movies."
  • "P-O-T-U-S! He has nipples on his chest!"
  • "Don't worry, I got you covered this time! Syke."
  • "I'm giving the crowd what they want. I'm giving them a good show."
  • "Holy shit. This bodyguard's tough as nails."
  • "Unfortunately I'm probably deaf over there now but that's neither EAR nor there!"
  • "Looks like I'm just gonna have to take all this money. For evidence, of course."
  • "I was born with glass bones and paper skin."
  • "Damn, really blasted myself off that time. To infinity and beyond."
  • "He doesn't even need bodyguards. This man's the bullet whisperer."
  • "Did he come in his pants?"
  • "Sometimes a man comes, sometimes he doesn't come. That is the way of nature."
  • "It's like a fucking Foo Fighters concert with all these fireworks."
  • "His head exploded like a Lego."
  • "CPR. Don't worry, I'm certified."
  • "No, I'm just eating his body."
  • "There was nothing anyone could have done. I might as well get some nutrients out of this."
  • "I'm clearly just keeping the organs fresh. By eating them."
  • "I just saved this poor man from almost getting crushed by a stack of money."
  • "I'm a true hero."
  • "Ass tastes so good you wanna go back for seconds."
  • "This is not a drill. We're at Def-cock Two."
  • "I'm still the champion of justice."

new ship : @m-arci-a and a decent amount of sleep

@optimisticrobin cont from here.

Uh uh- not so fast my f r i e n d.” The mercenary’s weight crushed the man beneath him after his strategic leap from the building, his hands grabbing each side of the target’s head- twisting it with a violent thrust and listening to the s n a p of his neck. Just as requested. “An o p e n casket for you, I think.” Slade let the body slump to the ground, kicking it over to get a view of the four million being deposited into his account. A smirk curled at his lips as he stood by- waiting for the alert on his device. Once it was r e c e i v e d, the man left almost immediately, making his way towards the dingy hotel he had been holed up in. Deathstroke found the idea humorous- being able to walk fully geared through the motel without anyone saying a word to him- not that they would. He had bought the place out. And those who didn’t want to l e a v e-.

What do you have for me?” Slade didn’t bother taking off his mask as he connected his comms, knowing there was a chance he could very well be stepping out o n c e more. As a close associate began searching through contracts, the man reached for his phone to scroll through the hundreds of notifications displayed on the screen. Before he tossed it onto the bed, something had stopped him. For a moment he figured he had read it wrong, but his thumb was suddenly hovering over a name that made his chest t i g h t e n. It was a missed call. No voicemail. “Anything near Gotham.” The man added quickly.

Nothing over 2 mil there. The highest offer is 1.8 in Gotham itself.” The voice responded dryly, expecting Slade to turn it down. But the man was already packing his belongings when he had answered. “I’ll take it. Get me on a plane within the hour.” It had been just about a month since he found himself climbing out of Dick’s window. The days afterwards proved difficult to focus- as he was constantly tempted in going back, but professional as always, he managed to b u r y himself into contract after contract.

He certainly hadn’t forgotten about the boy- simply gave himself less time to t h i n k on it. Though he knew the young hero wasn’t calling him for a quick chat, and so with that in mind he continued packing as he pressed the phone to his ear. Calling the boy back. Making sure his comms were disconnected just in time to listen to the receiving end pick up- a genuine and eager smile pressing his lips. “It’s been a while, little b i r d. What do I owe the p l e a s u r e?”