#that was...unexpected

[koenig-armon]

so piri just retired live on air...

[willelmikes]

megan thee stallion. okay then

[iamvalerie17-blog]

Me when I got Lucio's new CG:

*drops phone*

"What.Have.I.Done?"

[lovemxnot]

[badly-drawn-megs]

Megatron....you’re my favorite.

*cough* Thank you…I didn’t expected to be someones favorite. So..thank you.

[krumbaphant]

what the fuck i haven't touched undertale in months but i got through sans' first attack without flinching or getting hit

[foxmonkey]

You are at the local fair with friends when you turn to see a tent with a hand-painted sign saying “fortune teller”. You could swear it hadn’t been there a moment ago. You enter, and are greeted by an elderly woman with long matted white hair sitting at a low table covered in fabric. She asks you to sit across from her on a cushion. The dent is dimly-lit and dusty, and there is a deck of tarot cards on the table. She leans forward to you, one hand hovering over the deck. “Would you like to see?” (I was raised with witches and seances and am thrilled to put some of that knowledge to use, so all results are based in proper card reading - have fun!)

Your Result: The Devil

Restriction is not so terrible a thing as you think it is. One must not always be shackled to be prudent. You could use a set of handcuffs in your life, my love. Shall I forge them for you? We could be tied together, you and I. Maybe then you would not want for so many things. Maybe if you were drip fed what you wanted, you would only focus on the next drip, instead of the wide world of things there are to want. You consume what you love, you terrify the things you want. You have chewed your way through your life and you are still hungry. The old woman holds out a key. The iron around your wrist is so very heavy.