#a pity

[wrestlezaynia]

Doubt WWE would let them but what if Kevin and Sami reenact "Steen biting Generico in the junk" tomorrow? (The thought came to me and it will not leave me so I'm passing it on to you.)

I'm sure there will be plenty of biting involved, it's just a matter of where but with the PG rating I highly doubt it'll be in the crotch area.

[puppsworld]

I can never make up my mind on how I imagine the ghoul's den.

On one hand, i like the idea of it being on a basement level under the abbey (maybe because it makes it feel more like a den to the ghouls [many who often slept in crevices between rocks or in actual burrows]).

But on the other hand, natural light is definitely a must for keeping ghouls happy, and thus they'd need windows.

Am i ever going to make up my mind? Probably not.

[unchainedclaws]

*smacks you with my wing* *smacks you with my wing* *smacks you with my wing* *smacks you with my wing* *smacks you with my-

[linfernomio]

i had a dream about trying to fuck ethel cain???

[blood-orange-juice]

Do you think Snezhnayan citizens get asked at customs/borders if they are in any way affiliated with the Fatui?

[hazediver]

The disconnect bolts fired.

Then, freefall. Sephy ignited the boosters - not enough to keep aloft, but enough to slow her descent. She sent out a deep scan pulse - three, no four enemy contacts and two allied GS. She spooled up the cannons, both were green, but the reactor pulse was back.

No time for that now.

Impact - ADDICT's hydraulic dampers kicking into action as six tons of synth muscle and cybernetics slammed into the desert sand. She could feel every reverberation of the impact, shaking her to her core, but she was fine. She was holding it together.

ADDICT's optical cluster could make out the enemy - OZM-subverted guardsuits, their humanoid frames stretched, the OZM units breaking their way out of the joints of each GS's armor. They were a total loss. One of the allied guardsuits, a wide-shouldered Kannazuki model armed with a quartet of grenade cannons, had already engaged, peppering the infested GS with cannon fire. The second, armed with a single rifle, was missing an arm. She opened short ranged comms. “This is ADDICT. I'm engaging the enemy. Pull back - I'll give you an opening on the transport.” “Roger!” The voice was gruff, masculine.

Sephy and ADDICT dove to the side, boosters igniting, white hot exhaust cascading across the sand. She pulled wide and to the left, letting loose shots with ADDICT's plasma cannons, superheated hydrogen sprays impacting the OZM. Too far away for any real damage, but enough to pull their attention away from her allies. Good, now all she had to do was let them come to her and-

She felt something lurch, the pulse got louder, angrier. What had once been a dull arrhythmia became red-hot pain throughout ADDICT's core, bleeding into Sephy's own senses. Her mind screamed - the data buffer overflowing, every nerve in her body igniting with pain. ADDICT's boosters cut out, and the whole thing fell into the dunes, a puppet without strings.

[dmagedgoods]

👑 Galfrey when she finds out Knight-Commander Salvadore and her cousin are involved

Queen Galfrey about Daeran's and Salvdore's relationship in Act III 👑 Galfrey: I can’t believe those rumors to be true. It must be one of those colorful tales that went out of hand. I would think my cousin capable of bedding the Commander just to ease his life in Drezen and escape some duties in the Crusade. But Knight Commander Arrigo? Every report and my personal impression say that he is ambitious, righteous, strict, and disciplined and therefore the contrary of what my dear cousin enjoys in a person and furthermore not the man to gain advantages with by starting an affair. Strangely enough, I also heard that Daeran doesn’t leave Commander Arrigo’s side during the missions in the worldwound. He never stays back as soon as he leaves, the emissary had me know. And this would be a statement even more unbelievable. Unless Commander Arrigo wants to teach him a lesson. Or did my cousin actually show a more capable, dutiful side during those last events? One way or another, I’m sure this so-called relationship is an exaggeration. People love their indecent stories about secret love affairs.

[hyp-no-tic]

I agree, just burn this fucking school to the ground 🔥🔥🔥

[patronsaintofhangingout]

me: shibari👀

friend: makrame

[tenth-sentence]

"It would be a pity to change them back," said Lucy.

"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader" - C. S. Lewis

[lluiscarrasco]

where,  — The Standard, NYE closed  — @talesxofxthalia

It wasn't unlike him to be found in the middle of the dance floor. His most treasured companion, of course, was a bottle of champagne. Dom Pérignon was his date for the night, and quite frankly, they've had a rough relationship so far, so Luis wanted to give him every second of attention he could, before he left him all alone again. He could handle his liquor, if anything he became more tolerable when drunk; or at least that's what people told him. If you ask him, he was quite pleasant every second of every day, but that was his opinion. "Hey, you look familiar." He spoke to the blonde from where he was swaying on the dance floor, "Are you that girl from the gym? The one on east 43th street?" He usually remembered faces, remembered eyes mostly, and he had seven gym cards; some of them expired, the others god knows where. Luis went to four different gyms at least three times a week.

[a-shrieking-cloud-of-bats]

learning the guy that voice acted domon in the english dub did it to get through med school

[the-bibrarian]

Also works for not caring about what people think of you. I am so so so tired and nearly died a couple times, at this point I have no energy left to fuel The Anxiety re: other people’s opinions

easy life hack for becoming a nicer person: get older and more tired. u simply do not have the energy to deal with drama. u do not entertain the bloodthirsty. don't care too sleeby

[dovewingkinnie]

where was yarnaby when the doctor got snatched

[alinalal-art]

miku.

[notrobinsomethingworse]

Robin, pointing at the newly established Nightwing: Aren’t ya gonna do something about him?

Nightwing, full dicowing glory:

Robin: Ya look like you’re goin’ to a shitty disco to get all kinds of fucked up diseases.

Nightwing: Awww thank you little wing.

Robin: That wasn’t a compliment.

Batman: Be nice to your brother.

Robin, eyebrow raised: So ya approve?

Batman, thinking back to the time he tried to convince 9-year-old Robin into a pair of pants: I’ll give you $300 if you can get him to change it.

Jason: Deal.