#jesuswithalaser

[thelastxman]

ıllıllı { @jesuswithalaser | v: тнε ραsт cαη нαυηт үσυ } ıllıllı

It was hideous, and this thought was coming from someone who used to think she could trademark the color yellow. The design didn’t look entirely functional either, if she was being honest. Taking a few moments to analyze the thing before her, she canted her head to the side, single blue eye regarding it cautiously.

                     ❝ what the hell are you? ❞

[captain-atoma]

jesuswithalaser replied to your post “who are they”

personally, I woulda gone with wiener ferret

dont tell piss weasle how to live their life shifter

[aintsomedamncliche]

jesuswithalaser replied to your post:surprise it's still your son

I just laughed for like a solid five minutes and I’m not exaggerating when i say I’m crying

G O O D

i’m pretty sure this is it. this is my magnum opus. this is what i was made to do.

[aintsomedamncliche]

jesuswithalaser replied to your post:me: i don’t need another blog, i do not need a...

as someone who plays mikel fury, spider-man, phantom rider, doctor fate, beta ray bill, and a fucking million blogs, don’t do it

as someone who used to play a million blogs and then some, i know i shouldn’t do it

but sebastian druid

[bleachthatshit]

caption this

jesuswithalaser:   when you get there and one of them is still alive

nogoodwitch:   when you get there and the police are already there

micromemoriae:   when you get there and Frank's shirt got ripped off like captain kirks

mustscream:    "guess who's got ten fingers, unlike that dude I just cleaned up, and just found $20?"

iM G OANNA PEE

[aintsomedamncliche]

jesuswithalaser replied to your post:mei: i’ve been through hell fury: haha yeah we all...

I’ve been to heaven, does that count? All those angels were assholes and killed my girlfriend

“Yeah, soun’s about righ’.”

[zzapzzaptasersarchive]

"Goodbye"

Send me “Goodbye” for the last voice message my muse leaves for yours before they die.

“I’m really bummed you didn’t pick up the phone.”

[Her words, usually so spitfire fast, dwindle, dawdle, take their own precious time spilling from her lips, and her breathing is audible and laborious]

“I had this question I’ve been saving, you know. Something really important. I can’t believe you didn’t pick up.”

[She laughs, but it turns into a cough - and not just a whoops I have a cold kind of cough, but the one that sounds like a lung might be coming loose. Like the cough of a life-time smoker and whiskey drinker at age 102 might sound]

“I gotta know -- do you have a robot dick, or nah? Heh. That’s probably pretty rude. Probably why I didn’t ask til now.”

[Somewhere in the background, a door clangs open, or some metal hinges creak. Maybe it’s the sound of a whole building ready to go down, taking its last breath]

“You should take my TV. I feel like you guys have a real bond and I wouldn’t want to break up true love.”

[More laughter, but no more coughing. No more anything. The line simply goes dead]

[andjustarthur-blog]

@jesuswithalaser ♡ x

‘ I’m on patrol and I find this- something- wrecking up the area. ’ what was it, a robot?