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@camichats
Sevdiğim kediler
sound on!!!
I’m workin’ on my ROAR
I emailed YouTube about the suspensions
Obviously that’s bullshit so I emailed my contact and will follow up with them ASAP. I will work to get this corrected because it’s moronic that people would get their entire account suspended for spamming in chat.
Will let you know.
when people ask where you see yourself in 10 years
Is this the new 2020 vision meme
Me every time my friends do some kind of art wether is edits, stories, drawings, designs, etc:
Credit to @nachosforfree for a wonderful tamplet
@artistic-rogue
so castlevania is one of those shows where you swear someone has added fake captions to a screenshot but it´s actually real.
Happy Valentine’s Day
The longer after Valentine’s Day you reblog this the funnier it gets.
This is what it’s like to be an adult.
look at this baby telling his momma about his day at school while they walk home
I’d like to introduce everyone to my new theme song
fuckin MOOD
I love the contrast between the lyrics and the melody this is art
pfffffffft nooooo I didn’t just learn this song on ukulele… at midnight…
Some memes transcend sexuality
Kingdom of Corona was precious my heart died
A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.
Serial Killer: metaphorically, if you were to kill someone, how would you do it?
Writer: Air shot between the toes, it’ll look like a heart attack.
Serial Killer who is obviously in love already: *sucks in a breath* ok
Writer: how long would it take to die if you were to potentially stab someone in the guts
Serial killer: anywhere from 2 to 30 minutes
Writer, already bringing a ring out: *shaking* thanks
A++ addition
Writer: *shows the serial killer the murder scene they’re writing* babe, i’m not sure if this would actually work?
Serial killer: *kisses writer on the forehead and leaves, comes back later, a suspicious scent of blood coming off them* it works baby, you’re doing great
I LOVE THIS
Oh no, murder comedy is my jam
I love this, I love all of this, but quick question, does the author know? Like are they aware that their significant other is a serial killer or do they just think that they have a morbid sense of humor? It’d be even funnier if the author had no fucking clue, like how Aurthur Conan Doyle was apparently stupidly gullible, and on top of it they’re a horror or crime novelist. Like the serial killer works at a butcher shop or something so it’s completely normal for them to come home smelling like blood, no murders going on here, no sirey. Just my darling coming back home from a long day at work.
Now fast forward a bit and the author has managed to get their first book published, with loving support from the serial killer who helped them fine tune all the murder scenes, and it’s a big hit. Enough so that a detective with the local police department has noticed some disturbing similarities to several active cases, including details that were never released to the press. Obviously he brings this up to his superior and convinces him that there’s something to the theory, but it’s all circumstantial right now. He stakes out the author’s home and is super convinced that the author is the murderer, but they don’t seem to do anything??? Like they literally are at the house all day, that’s it. Most they do is leave for groceries.
So you get this dynamic of the serial killer mining the author for creative murder schemes, the author being lovingly encouraged by the serial killer, and finally the detective who is just so sure that the author is the killer and that if he sticks it out long enough he’ll FINALLY have proof.
Plot twist, The serial killer and detective use to go out so it gets sub what personal.
“You need to stop seeing them. I think they are a serial killer.”
Serial killer breaths in. “Look-”
…perfect
I don’t like actual murder mysteries, but this is perfect
I would watch this show
i present the formula for creating excellent/strange insults:
adjective + curse word + noun
no one asked for your opinion, you abominable shit goblin
i fail to understand how you’ve become such a reprehensible fuck waffle
get out of my way, you sorry excuse for an intolerable ass pastry
i cannot believe that such an illiterate twat truck could ever be remotely polite
maybe if you weren’t such a troublesome goddamn elbow, we could get some things done around here
i see no one has reblogged my post. is it because you undeserving fuck llamas are afraid of the truth
not to start discourse, but everyone calling catra a furry needs a lesson in what qualifies as a furry
Furry
Furries
See the difference? Catra is actually something more sinister:
A performer from an Andrew Lloyd Weber musical.
I was going to get mad but then i reached then end and couldn’t deny the truth any longer.
guh i love this movie
#when someone asks me how life’s going