night sluts
they’re called vampires

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ellievsbear
The Bowery Presents
RMH

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Interview Vampire Daily
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Doug Jones
occasionally subtle
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
YOU ARE THE REASON
Mike Driver

Love Begins

Andulka
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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night sluts
they’re called vampires
i! dont know who i am! who the fuck am i!!! what the fuck do i want to do in life!!! what are even my own interests besides the things i cling to!!! i dont know !!!!
olivia colman as aziraphale and michelle gomez as crowley. that's it. thanks for coming to my ted talk
I mean:
that's my point.
The assassin managed to slice Kedrin’s femoral artery without him or his girlfriend noticing.
get ‘im, linds
apparently almost no one’s seen the video it’s free real estate comes from so here it is
Black Cryptid
drew art of this VERY good cryptid!!!
https://instagram.com/p/Bgdt9rwh8HU/
actual footage of me conversing with me
Jeremy, I just gave him a verbal shove.
In the dog world, humans are elves that routinely live to be 500+ years old.
“They live so long…but the good ones still bond with us for our entire lives.”
“These immortals are so kind we must be good friends to them”
My heart wtf
Not gonna lie, this fucked me up a bit.
POV Fantasy slice of life book when?
“Now I am old. The fur around my muzzle is grey and my joints ache when we walk together. Yet she remains unchanged, her hair still glossy, her skin still fresh, her step still sprightly. Time doesn’t touch her and yet I love her still.”
“For generations, he has guarded over my family. Since the days of my great-great-great-great-great-grandfather he has kept us safe. For so long we thought him immortal. But now I see differently, for just as my fur grows gray and my joints grow stiff, so too do his. He did not take in my children, but gave them away to his. I will be the last that he cares for. My only hope is that I am able to last until his final moments. The death of one of his kind is so rare. The ending of a life so long is such a tragedy. He has seen so much, he knows so much. I know he takes comfort in my presence. I only wish that I will be able to give him this comfort until the end.”
SHOOK
;_;
where a grad student becomes a supervillain for extra credit since their doctoral committee is lowkey three of the city’s supervillains. and they meet the hero who is cute and charming and idealistic. and damn, extra credit is so not worth this. but damn, grad school is expensive and the job market is competitive
“there’s good in you”
“i really think all that’s in me at this point is ramen, red bull and spite”
I WOULD BUY THIS NOVEL
“My question is, what happened that you could turn to the dark side?”
“I failed.”
“What did you fail? Yourself? Your family? Your lover?”
“No, Developmental Biology.”
“Stop trying to rob a bank! Why would you even need this much money?!”
“You’ve never been to college, have you?”
ok but imagine a roomba that’s programmed to react positively when being scratched or petted
#or a roomba that’s programmed to recognize their owner and drive up to them for no other reason than to be petted
roomba company, please make this happen
I have a Neato Botvac that has an optical sensor to find its way around (Roombas just bump into things and derps off in a random direction) and yesterday it did its “dee-dummm” sad noise while under the couch, stopped what it was doing, and hummed over to me and stopped beside my chair, with its error message saying, “Please dust me off so I can see.” I wiped it off and sent it on its way, and it did its “doo doo do doooo!” of happiness and finished the living room. It’s never done that before, but I like to think that I’ve gained its trust over the past few months, and it knows it can come to me for help.
baby boomers: we don’t need robots
everyone else: we don’t deserve robots
me, circa early 1800s, paying a stable boy a few coppers to ride overnight to deliver you an urgent letter with a thick wax seal that after you struggle to break it just says “bitch!” in tiny little writing
no no no, you don’t understand the true level of spiteful here. The sender of a letter didn’t pay for the post in 1800. The receiver did. You just made your enemy pay for the privilege of being insulted.
I’m starting to see why messengers were gettin’ shot