Month: April 2015

bedazzledin:

i feel like that pun i made under the doodle i posted of Rima and Aki is simply not appreciated enough

like cmon

UDDER

Could you say that pun was udderly overlooked?

thepaperplaneofexistence:

do you ever think that maybe when you pull out your cell phone ghosts from other eras get real interested and just stare at you as you text people, or watch you use your laptop

or sighs wistfully as you shower like ‘frick I wish we’d had THOSE dang’

gets jealous as you make your coffee, awkwardly tries to figure out your video games when you’ve left the house

turns on your sink and just watches the taps run and drives your water bill through the freakin roof

idk man ghosts

rhonin-redhair:

Citizens of Dalaran! Raise your eyes to the skies and observe!

Today our world’s destruction has been averted in defiance of our very makers! 

Algalon the Observer, herald of the titans has been defeated by our brave comrades in the depths of the titan city of Ulduar.

Algalon was sent here to judge the fate of our world.

He found a planet whose races had deviated from the titan’s blueprints. A planet where not everything had gone according to plan.

Cold logic deemed this world was not worth saving. Cold logic, however, does not account for the power of free will. It’s up to each of us to prove this is a world worth saving.

That our lives… our lives are worth living.

I don’t think so? That Rhonin blog has two gimmicks: 

1) Reblog that one post

2) Respond w/ “RUDE” whenever people mention he’s dead.

infernalhera:

• You are in a fandom. You have never read, watched, or played the source material, but you have joined anyway.
• The sidebar is disappearing. The top bar is disappearing. The word ”tumblr” is disappearing entirely. The void grows.
• When you are vaguely disturbed by text, you feel the urge to add, “And now the weather” even though you don’t know what it means.
• You used to love something. You cannot remember why. When you see it, you feel only vague dsdain.
• Benedict Cumberbatch is here. He is always here.
• Peope appeal to your heart to fight for a cause but your heart grows ever harder. You will not reblog it. You have no heart left.
• You take up a cause. Any cause. You must have a cause to be relevant. You cannot get it wrong.
• That meme has no origin. It was always there. The next meme will also be there, always there. They wait.
• Everything is meta. Everything is meta.
• “That feeling when…” No. You have no feelings left. You are a husk of repeated jokes and cats.
• “Reblog if you are…” What are you anymore? Are you a person? A creature? An assemblage of animals in stolen skin?
• Why did you do that? Aesthetic. Always, always aesthetic.
• Where is the xkit guy? Where is your god now?
• Where is the log out button. Why don’t we click it. We don’t know. We have forgotten we can leave. We have typed our own chains.