My sword is a key?!

Private First Class Lavernius Tucker. You can call me the Dean. The Dean of fucking.

[notafighterjet]

HALO 5 IS SO FUCKING FUN

[thestupidmeanone]

notafighterjet:

“Suuuuuuuck a dick, Church.”

“Good to see you too, jackass.”

[notafighterjet]

"The fuck's goin' on around here?"

[thestupidmeanone]

temporaria-ouium:

((Well this game didn’t let us grind outside of combat. Blame Mendez for it.))

((Welcome to your new boot camp, Cal. Blood Gulch has plenty of grinding, and none of it involves shooting stuff. We can get your Romance and Socialization skills up in no time))

[notafighterjet]

[[Bowchickabowwow]]

[notafighterjet]

“There’s a special level of hell for snark like yours.”

[outofmxnd-archived]

      “ I look forward to it. I’m glad it won’t go unappreciated. ”

[notafighterjet]

"Hardy har har, asshole."

[thestupidmeanone]

notafighterjet:

“Guess who’s back, you fucks!”

“Go away, Tucker.”

[notafighterjet]

"Suuuuuuuck a dick, Church."

[notafighterjet]

“Guess who’s back, you fucks!”

[outofmxnd-archived]

      “ Oh, you left? Thought it was quiet around here. ”

[notafighterjet]

"There's a special level of hell for snark like yours."

[notafighterjet]

"Guess who's back, you fucks!"

[askdragonbladetalon]

Send NEVER HAVE I EVER + an action and my muse will take a drink if they’ve done whatever you list.

[the-noblest-six]

for the night crowd, a special spartan company for the tumblr rp. f you want in, you can either

-send me your GT and I’ll add you manually

-request an invite with your blog name

[lastlittlelancer-blog]

notafighterjet:

“Hah. She took the hypocritical oath. She can’t let me bleed out.”

“Yeahhh pretty sure she could still let you bleed out,” he chuckles, “But it’s your funeral…”

[notafighterjet]

"Gee, a tried and true friend you are."

[lastlittlelancer-blog]

notafighterjet:

“Exactly. I’m like, sympathetic to he plight of women in our post-modern socioeconomic structuring. Or something to that effect.”

“Do you even know what all those words mean?” He shakes his head, “Look just don’t freak Grey out too much, or the next time you get shot in the ass she’ll just let you bleed out.”

[notafighterjet]

"Hah. She took the hypocritical oath. She can't let me bleed out."

[lastlittlelancer-blog]

notafighterjet:

“Wow, Wash. Harsh. Harsher than a sandpaper cactus enema.”

He laughs, “You would know, you’ve given birth.”

[notafighterjet]

"Exactly. I'm like, sympathetic to he plight of women in our post-modern socioeconomic structuring. Or something to that effect."

[lastlittlelancer-blog]

notafighterjet:

“Poor woman? She’s the deadliest person on the planet. I’m sure of it.”

“Deadly or not a date with you could scar a person for life.”

[notafighterjet]

"Wow, Wash. Harsh. Harsher than a sandpaper cactus enema."

[lastlittlelancer-blog]

notafighterjet:

“Hell yeah! Now help me with some mood lighting.”

“I am not helping you seduce that poor woman.”

[notafighterjet]

"Poor woman? She's the deadliest person on the planet. I'm sure of it."

[lastlittlelancer-blog]

notafighterjet:

“Dude. Wash. That means I won’t have another accide- another child.”

“I guess … that’s a good thing?” He frowns.

[notafighterjet]

"Hell yeah! Now help me with some mood lighting."

[lastlittlelancer-blog]

notafighterjet:

lastlittlelancer:

“I highly doubt that,” He says, leaning on a hip, “When was the last time you even had sex?”

“Look, it’s simple. I gave birth to an alien baby, so clearly there’s something different about my body. I’ll ask her to run tests on how my bits interact with her bits. It’s like, the perfect solution.”

“You do realize she’ll probably take that literally? And then most likely cut your balls off and put them in a jar,” He folds his arms.

[notafighterjet]

"Dude. Wash. That means I won't have another accide- another child."

[notafighterjet]

“Wow, you’re even hotter than the last girl who could kick my ass.”