wat wat wat are you doing



protect ur smol ok

let me kiss you

Perhaps kisses only feel right with people you love. Or, at least, people you’re attracted to.

alternatively, i finally wrote cheesy binu, go seal

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I did the thing! ; v; Took me all day but I did the thing! @cockismybusiness


Dude homie guys but yo but like listen.

I am so pumped to make a blog where it’s all the WoW cast but they’re all alive and they’re all ACTORS AND ACTRESSES and Garrosh is not a douche BUT HE’S REALLY GOOD AT ACTING ONE and everyone gets really pissed off about the fact that Vol’jin and Varian die and they’re all really pissed at the screenwriters—

AU where no one is married yet either so like, adorable relationship fluff //SHOTDOWN

Maybe I can make myself like Tyrande / Malfurion………… maybe…..  possibly…. I’m not sure…… WE’LL SEEE.

Genn and Mia get married first and Liam was a child they had oUT OF WED-LOCK —–

stop me don’t let me do this.

A real patater conversation
  • Kent is at a crowded bar when he spots Alexei.///
  • Kent: hi I'm Kent Parson but you can call me your sugar baby
  • Alexei: wat
  • Kent: I'll buy you dinner
  • Kent: and then breakfast ;)
  • Alexei: wat
  • Kent: if the sun died out, would you be my source of vitamin D? ;)
  • Alexei: wat
  • Kent: I just got a new bed, help me break it in?
  • Alexei: wat
  • Kent: it's noisy here, wanna go back to my place where it's quieter?
  • Alexei: and do what? Watch movie???
  • Kent: ...
  • Kent: I'm asking you to have sex with me
  • Alexei: ... oh
  • Alexei: yes I'm do that

Adrien: Okay so….she rung my bell

Plagg: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Adrien: NO NO like she ACTUALLY rung my bell

Plagg: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ͜ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°)


Plagg: Bro I know you got no game I was just messin with you

Adrien: ಥ_ಥ

The beginning of my huge ass Grimoire
Don’t Feel

Anon: Please could you do a Damian Wayne one in your beautiful writing about when you die? I’m feeling very angsty atm!!! Xxxxxxx
Genre: Drama and angst (mention of blood)
Words: 631


           Damian kicks the assailant that looms over you. His mid-air roundhouse kick was enough to send the attacker against the wall, making his knife clutter away to the far end of the warehouse.

           You watch Damian’s yellow cape come down and flutter towards your side. His hands desperately press down on your stab wound. You hear him yell out orders to Nightwing, Oracle, and even the Red Hood, screaming that you need help. But it’s too late.  

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