#pour one out...

[hells-mansion]

Neji really went out like that...damn

[iceinmyoj]

[literaphobe]

i’m ashamed of the fact that i look a LOT like kyle

my condolences 😔

[invasato]

this is so sad can we get one million likes :(

[heedra]

pour one out for bucho, who took an injury and can no longer speak!!!

[sasukesplug]

extremely disappointing that this porn bot has such a good url

[silenthill]

Toilet paper was red gamers...

[timaeuse]

@vantastm said: It's a bare graze against skin, eyes analyzing every bit of scar tissue and allowing himself to wonder as he took care in his touch. "Tell me."

what happens is quick, and mean, and mortifying.

dirk catches karkat by the wrist, like a cobra strike but faster, aided by flashstep. he vanishes, ripples through the air in the same instant that he yanks his friend forward, away. when he reappears, behind karkat, he’s breathing hard and wild-eyed behind his shades. his fear pushes him into a sort of half-crouch, shoulders hunched, teeth bared. he looks cornered. 

“Don’t-” it’s more a choke, his voice raw in the hollow of his mouth. when he swallows, harsh and determined, the line of the scar shudders with the movement. “That shit’s not cool, man. Don’t do that.”