#;jfc

[leorexfilius]

why the fuck is the delete blog button located so conveniently on mobile

[sleeparre]

ιησ: hajime hint calms the fuck down

ιησ: *hinata

ιησ: omg

ιησ: hajime hint

Shibe: hajime can't take a hint

ιησ: omFg

ιησ: insert disgusted chiaki expression

Shibe: Hajime Friendzone Simulator 2016

ιησ: The whole game is just Peko

Shibe: Hajime Decapitation Simulator 2016

Shibe: who is the protagonist of that one?

ιησ: Naegi's ahoge

Shibe: Danganronpa Ahoge Barbershop

Shibe: that's DLC

ιησ: Komaeda isn't allowed

Shibe: day-one DLC that is the price of the original game

Shibe: Shingetsu Guillotine Simulator

ιησ: FUCK YOU

Shibe: C:

ιησ: DON'T EVEN

ιησ: HE IS MY BABY I WILL CUT YOU

ιησ: like I legit feel like you've just insulted my son

Shibe: SLAMS YOUR SON INTO THE BIN

ιησ: YOU'RE A MONSTER

[devilporta]

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[ask-those-kids]

HALLOWEEN???

DIFFERENT ONE, GIVE ME ANOTHER; I ALREADY GOT SPOOKY 

[perhosiia]

Starter call!!! 

[wildspiritwolfx]

I don't often poke my nose into these squabbles but I think this one I'm going to. To the people being outright dicks to rebornica about their genderbend art. First off it's the artists interpretation of something not yours. The draw how they see someone or something, you aren't paying for the art, hell you're not even obligated to accept or like it. The fact of the matter is, if you're going to comment on it, how about instead of slamming someone for their creativity and how they draw/portray their version of "genderbend", you could offer (if the artist accepts) constructive criticism. Instead of being an asshole toolbox which you that are commenting on the genderbend art pretty much are.  tl;dr I'll just leave this here as well. http://youtu.be/0la5DBtOVNI

[piratecaptainhook]

My character is about to be executed. How does your character say goodbye?

thereisgreatbeauty :

The normally light blue eyes of Arendelle’s queen were dark as the depths of the sea as she stood rigid in the towns center. Not a muscle twitched as the guards sentenced the men that had once tortured her, held her captive, and ruined the beautiful future she’d formed in her mind one by one. Man after man, they were sentenced to death - their heads removed from their bodies - the corpses piling up in a large wagon that would take them out into the woods to be buried. The ultimate disgrace to pirates - being buried rather than let free to the sea as their final resting place. One last victory on the behalf of Arendelle for their treatment of their queen. 

Their queen who still bore obvious signs of their treatment of her. Several of her bones were tied up as they healed - from her ribs, to her leg, to her wrist, and others in between. Each throbbed with pain as she stood there for what felt like hours if not days, yet she made no sign of her extreme discomfort. She needed to see this. She needed to be certain her nightmares could never come to fruition. That these men would not come after her during the night and finish what they’d begun. Particularly him. Elsa’s physician had told her that the scars that would now mar her once perfect skin would only toughen her up, would act as reminders of what she’d been able to survive. In many ways, she agreed with him. If she could survive this whole ordeal, surely nothing could be worse. Yet… one scar worried her more than others, one that no one would ever see upon her body. 

"Captain Killian Jones of the Jolly Roger," yelled out the executioner. Several guards brought out the man in question, and the charges on him were read out loud for the people of Arendelle to hear. The moment his face came into view, Elsa twitched. One look into the blue depths of his eyes, and her heart began to race and shatter all over again. Without her permission, her breath began to pick up, palms icing over with frost. Nothing the men of Killian had done would ever amount to what he’d done to her heart and mind. Even seconds away from his certain death, ram shackled and clothed in only rags, he still looked like the ever so confident pirate captain that had crushed her in more ways than one. 

With all of her heart, Elsa wanted to look away, to leave for the castle once more. Anything to not witness his death. Much as she wished she didn’t, she loved him. Cruel was he was, no matter the amount of nightmares she had, part of her still refused to stop loving him. It made her sick to the stomach to even realize as such. How could she love such a horrible human? How could she love the man who used her, lead her on, and then nearly killed her? Bile rose in her throat as she blinked away her emotions, trying her hardest to control her breathing as the whispers of Arendelle’s citizens grew in volume. 

This was the death they’d all been waiting for. The man who lead the entire plan of their queens demise. They would never know the small beautiful things about him. They would never know about how brilliant he could be, about how easy he was to speak with, and how wonderfully humorous he was. Lip dragging up between her teeth, Elsa blinked faster, not wanting to start crying. She couldn’t think of these things. How sick could she be? Her Killian had been nothing but a farce.

The pirate deserved to die. 

As he was led to the gauntlet and placed upon his knees - their eyes connected one last time. And that one brief moment was enough to extract one tear down her still healing face. Bruised lips opened just a fraction, almost as if to say goodbye. Or perhaps to say those horrendous words that were the final good memory she had of Killian. For no matter how much she wished they weren’t, they still held true. Deep down, she had to believe that her Killian was a true part of the pirate, even if just a small part. 

[piratecaptainhook]

Old man (Herman) at the bar today: Taylor. I used to be a nazi Me: .....okay. Herman: I don't want to talk about it. Me: okay! We don't have to talk about it. Mr jack (his friend who served in Britain): he was a terrible nazi he can't shoot for shit he's lucky I didn't kill him. Herman: I would have shot you had I ever seen you Jack: why because I wasn't a nazi? Herman: no because you're a piece of shit ...and then they toasted XD