moved to @heartlessname

[naomacat-blog]

Ryuji: Tell me the scariest horror story you know, bro.

Akira: Life without you, bro.

Ryuji: Bro.

Akira: Bro.

[naomacat-blog]

Gift <3

[chellio-deactivated20190505]

Persona 5 is hella good have a bad ass

[worldofourminds-blog]

Captain Levi: *Breathes*

Me: Well, that was a productive day. I can go to sleep now.

[lantddinh]

A simple design for Fem!Yusuke ^^ (i did say i got a thing for genderbending)

After a brief research I found that both names Yusuke and Yukie mean “conquer”. Pls correct me if I’m wrong.

[polythieveszine-blog]

✮✮ APPLICATIONS ARE FINALLY OPEN! ✮✮

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[zoey-chu]

is alex hirsch even real

[waterdnp]

Safe Mode

To prove a point to @staff, like if you like the new safe mode and what it restricts. Reblog if you dislike it. Add a comment if you feel so strongly in one way or the other! Make yourself heard. 

[the-relatively-straight-guy]

Deal with the real issue: porn bots. Stop making this website harder and harder for humans to use.

[agarthanguide]

Presented without comment.

EXCEPT to say- commonplacecaz.

[alexangery]

how to trick writers into giving you more fanfic to read

[dement009]

Works for comics and art as well.

[whatthevoid]

…this has the opposite effect.

[honestsister]

instead try; I love you *generic keysmash* h OW DA RE *lavish praise* *inside fandom joke* *quote fave part* *more generic keysmashing*

[alexangery]

you. i like you

[ixhadbadxdays]

Also, the favorites: 1) DID I SAY YOU COULD HURT ME LIKE THIS?!?;?!; 2) DONT HURT MY BABY WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS 3) why must you hurt me this way 4) WHY IS THIS A CLIFFHANGER?! WHAT HAPPENS NEXT I NEED TO KNOW 5) This made me cry/squeal/giggle/wake the dead with my laughter 6) I almost woke my family laughing at ___ part 7) I DIDNT KNOW I NEEDED THIS AU UNTIL YOU POSTED THIS 8) this is so cute I’m dying 9) and (writer’s name) strikes again! 10) I had to reread this bc it’s so good and I love it 11) I wish I could like/heart/kudos this more than once Like, seriously guys, freak out with us and you’ll have us wrapped around your little fingers.

[coffin-bird]

This is so true! A lot of the time, I get stuck in a writer’s hole. But whenever I get a comment like the above ones, it makes me want to write more!

[awkwardyunyoo22]

GUYS! THIS IS CHEATCODE FOR MORE!!! SIGNAL BOOST 😱✨😂

[naomacat-blog]

Akira: Man, the stars are beautiful tonight.

Akechi: Yeah, they sure are.

Akira: You know who else is beautiful?

Akechi: *Blushes* Who?

Akira: Yusuke Kitagawa.

[polythieveszine-blog]

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[ghostpotion]

maid and butler sticker sheet for metrocon!! table c12 

[artemis-maia]

[ainsophaurs]

has this been done before?

[alloverthegaf]

It’s Murder time at college so everything’s chaos

[alloverthegaf]

A few people have been asking so let me explain

Murder’s a game my college does every year where everyone’s given a plastic knife with someone’s name on it. The knives are shoved under your door at midnight and for the next week you have to try and ‘kill’ the person on your knife. If you kill them, you get their knife and have to kill that person, and so on, until there is one lone survivor. You can’t kill someone in the dining hall or in their room, or if they’re naked. I’m pretty sure the prize is a bottle of vodka.

It gets super intense; some floors unscrew most of their lights to make it harder to find the right person, or keep the fire emergency doors closed with black garbage bags taped up so you can’t even see into the floor. Some people walk around in nothing but a towel so that if someone comes at them they can just drop it and be immune. People walk in groups. Everyone’s suspicious of everyone. Friends are no longer trusted. No one and nowhere is safe.

[alloverthegaf]

it begins

[seriz-owo]

The purge college AU

[animentality]

I would ask why you would do this, but…college.

[thebootydiaries]

It’s a breezy summer day and the rustling from the leaves outside sound like whispers from my small apartment. I’m sitting in front of my laptop, silently studying the 1.6 billion faces speaking simultaneously in front of me. It’s Monday, the day of the weekly conference call between all Muslims. We have been required to attend this Skype meeting from the the tender age of fetus, but I had never spoken in one of them before. 

That changes today. 

“Hey guys, what if…” I start to say. 

Nobody hears me, but I refuse to be silent. How could I show my face again on Tumblr if I couldn’t even save my mayonnaise friends from death? How could I expect to earn their respect? Anon was right; why hadn’t I done this before? Thousands of lives had paid the price for my ignorance, but not anymore.

“What if you guys….. stopped killing people.“ 

Suddenly, silence. 

1,643,398,023 pairs of eyes are on me. My heart is in my throat as the ISIS leader gives me a blank expression. 

A single tear rolls down my cheek. "Please.” I say with a broken voice. 

He is moved. 

“Aight”.

[thebootydiaries]

My fingers are almost shaking as I carefully type in the ten digit phone number I have had memorized my entire life. The buttons on my home phone seem to glow a bit more dull, and even the ringing of the phone from the other end seems to be agonized, almost as if the world is telling me to hang up. But I refuse to give up; I can’t let my lily-white friends down. Not again.

The phone rings once. Twice. Three times. Still no answer. Just as I am about to hang up, there is a click.

All I can hear is heavy breathing.

“Hello….” I say quietly, my voice shaking. “Is….. Is this Muslim?”

There was a long silence before I heard a voice answer “ya lol.”

“I was thinking………..” I begin cautiously. “Maybe murder is…………bad.”

“Habibi, I…..I don’t understand. What are you trying to say….?” The voice seems shaken.

“What if…….world peace is good and killing people is…………not good”

He lets out an audible gasp. “Are you saying ISIS is…….bad?”

“Maybe death is…….not good.” I continue. My heart is racing. I remind myself that I am saving thousands of lives, and inhale.

The silence from the other end of the line is almost deafening. He seemed to be thinking, as if he had never considered this idea before in his life. Truly I had opened his heart and his mind. This…. This could end terrorism.

“Muslim….Please.” I whisper.

I hear a tear roll down his cheek, with my Muslim Communication Hearing™, and hold my breath as he finally breathes out his next words.

“Kk.”