Awsome12sstuff

just a bunch of stuff from my favorite fandoms

[awesome12sstuff]

Adrien: I've already sent good vibes on your way. Their coming. There's nothing you can do to stop them.

Chloe: That is the most threating way I've ever been cheered up.

[awesome12sstuff]

Chat noir, tending to chloe's wounds: How would you rate the pain?

Chloe: Zero stars, would NOT recommend.

[awesome12sstuff]

Chloe: Don't worry, I've got a couple knives up my sleeve.

Zoe: Don't you mean card's

Chloe, pulling knives out of her sleeves: No, I do not.

[awesome12sstuff]

Zoe: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how the blender works.

Chloe, drinking toast: Why do you say that?

[awesome12sstuff]

Alya: Okay so maybe playing "who's family is the most disfunctinal"

Wasn't the best idea.

Marinette: Alya, Chloe and Adrien have been crying in the bathroom for an hour

Marinette: We can't get them out.

[awesome12sstuff]

Chloe: Can i sit there?

Zoe: That's my lap.

Chloe: doesn't answer the question.

[catchymemes]

[platinumnib]

Well, fuck me.

I’ve found it. 

I’ve found the purest post on this hellsite.

[soryualeksi]

“Like a cute little penguin who’s happy with her successful little hunting.”

=‘DD

[fisadeepforestgreen]

Next door pregnant neighbour. Valentino white bag.

[toastbutteregg]

[hustlerose]

polycule destroyed by emotionally charged game of among us

[girlrats]

polycule created by emotionally charged game of among us

[powai-blog]

characters that go from villain to awkward friend are so important

[scrapimmortal]

#aka weird uncle barbossa #who shows up and sometimes officiates marriages

[awesome12sstuff]

Zoe: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Chloe: Killed without hesitation.

Zoe: No.

[awesome12sstuff]

Hello, I am here to put out my headcannon that chloe has a texture issue with soup. Goodbye. *runs back into hobbit hole*

[home-and-having-tea]

I am once again apologizing for my intolerable content. I, however, will not change at all, hope this helps.

[laughingsquid]

Spinning a Vinyl Record So Fast That It Shatters

[thestonecuttersguild]

That was record breaking speed.

[awesome12sstuff]

Zoe: What if the "g" in "gif" is silent?

Chloe: Zoe, go the f*ck to sleep

Zoe: What gif I don't want to?

Chloe: Fuck off.

[writing-prompt-s]

On every planet, there is one being who is a living recorder for everything that happens. During the yearly recorder meeting, one always comes in emotionally drained. “Look. It’s the guy that has earth”

[mikkeneko]

concept: a death god that is actually surprisingly supportive and on the side of the good guys, supporting actions and promoting policies that will lead to the kingdom growing and thriving instead of being destroyed, because the more the kingdom grows, the more people there are, and the more people there are the more people will eventually  die, and when you’re an immortal god of death, you know there’s no need to rush. you’ll get them all in the end

[mikkeneko]

i like how the responses on this post are cleanly split between “hey this is a great story idea i love it” and “this is absolutely terrifying”

[honourablejester]

Yes. A Death that is kind, and patient, and inevitable.

A Death that need not fight against you, that will often fight for you, because why not? It will gather you home eventually. Why not enjoy you first?

A Death that treasures those who fight it most ardently. That loves healers and defenders and survivalists and necromancers and mad scientists and immortal gods. That lets them pour everything they are into fighting it, denying it, adoring every desperate scrap of strength and will and brilliance and raw determination poured out against it. That catches you when your strength is done and all your will and brilliance run out, that gathers you close beneath a warm, dark cloak, and whispers well done, oh child, you were magnificent, well done.

A Death who will not seek to hasten an inevitable end, who will chastise those who seek to hasten it for others in Death’s stead, who will slowly and patiently plot and sow and siphon away from the great monsters of the world. Because who are they to hasten Death’s domain, who are they to deny Death its time and its place, who are they to cut short these vital glories that illuminate it so? Who are they to presume upon its will, that is so much larger and so much longer than theirs?

Who are they to call, and presume that Death, of all beings, should obey?

A Death that is not a hunter but a gatherer, who is always and eternal, who loves you, and can afford to wait. A Death who will fight for you and defend you, who will place its hand upon those who would speed you to its embrace, who has no need to rush you, only to greet you when you call.

A Death who is kind.

And patient.

And, before all and above all,

inevitable.

[bella-gunn]

Beautiful

[flying-butter]

There is a reason they wield a scythe, not a sword. They harvest what is ripe, not take what is still strong.