walk ons

SO ME AND MY GIRLFRIEND were walking down this touristy scenic shopping street in florida tonight… cuz she’s visiting me.. anyway, she’s wearing a star wars shirt that says “rebels have more fun” w the lil rebel alliance symbol on it right

and these drunk rednecks keep shouting at her “THEY SURE DO HAVE MORE FUN” like, referring to..~american ~confederate ~rebels. in the south. like.. frm the civil war

and we’re just like. two gay gals. holding hands. looking like this all night:

Me: maternity leave is a basic human right that new parents need to be given if they want
My mother: so I’ll be working from home till like next October lol
Me:…. i cHNGED My mnnnind

I saw the greatest thing today.  So I’m at a stoplight in the passenger seat, right?  And I hear hoofbeats nearby.  I look over and there’s a lady walking her horse. We’re close enough to be in talking distance and this horse is incredibly happy.  Her ears are pricked forward and she’s JUST SO DELIGHTED TO SEE EVERYTHING.

“I like your big dog!” I said.

“Thanks!  She’s an asshole!” she said, and the horse headbutted her so hard she staggered. SHE JUST LOVES THIS HORSE SO MUCH, GUYS, she laughed and patted her nose.

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*arrive 30 years late* HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEITH!!!! 10/23

Ive been wanting to draw this since the handbook came out and im glad its finally done!!!

do not repost please

hey. all concerts are good concerts but sign me the FUCK up for small venue concerts over big arena concerts any day

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I will never, ever, ever get tired of ONE turning shonen expectations on their heads. I love the way the two panels on the left set everything up for a giant go-all-out battle of psychic powers between Shimazaki and Mob… 

…and then the next few panels have Reigen just walking straight up to Shimazaki and punching him right in the fucking face. 

And the only way he could do it, was because he doesn’t have any psychic powers at all. 

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ffxvweek day 1: favorite moment // fashion // iris amicitia

the moment when they call him “majesty”… and how prompto is a beat late to take his bow like ten years ago

(ominous slapping noises in the dead of night)

lance: (breathing heavily) the heck was that?

hunk: shhh, i think i heard it coming from the hallway over

(distantly)

pidge: (under her breath) ayyyyyy i’m walkin here