#this is also acceptable

[ragnarssons]

headcanon: joel murdered them all because they made him take stairs. again.

[matreats]

I don’t think there’s another person on this planet that hates Elias Bouchard as much as I do

I actively come up with ways I would destroy his life and I’m amassing quite the list

[stealops]

Should people be nervous to send you things at all?

anxious munday.  \\  @pervicax

no no no !!!  if I do make anyone nervous on the idea of sending me things, I don’t mean to make you feel that way, and I apologize for that!  I love to talk to new people, especially if you’re the type that can talk about your character and their world for hours and hours, and I love responding to your energy and enthusiasm that you send asks in with because seeing and reading those gets me excited as well, and hella entertained !!

unless you are one of those special people that enjoy eating cereal with water. then I absolutely 100% want you to be nervous.

[reigningwiidow]

nctbitten replied to your post “Give me all the s3 things.”

if it's twdg s3 than COUNT ME IN

why haven’t i fit carol into the game yet tho like yes please

[felasintumbld]

Happy Birthday! Have some quickbit vs crab:

"I asked you to get crab legs!" Pietro cried, perched atop one of the kitchen chairs. 

"I did!" Remy slipped a pair of oven mitts on. "I got crabs, which have their legs attached." 

"They’re alive," Pietro hissed, glaring at the floor, where two crabs were scuttling away from Remy and towards Pietro’s chair. Pietro scooted onto the table. "How are you supposed to cook them if they’re alive?" 

"Well usually they don’t escape," Remy said. "But someone had ta drop the container when I asked him ta hold it while I started boiling water." He darted towards the table and dove underneath, snatching both crabs with his gloved-hands. They struggled, but Remy held fast and dragged himself out.  

He emerged to find Pietro sitting on the table, staring at him with a horrified expression. “Remy,” he said, “what are you going to do with them?” 

"Well," Remy said, holding the crabs as far away from his face as he could. "I’m gonna put them in the pot and cook ‘em." 

Pietro’s face paled. “You’re going to boil them alive?” 

"That’s how crabs are cooked, chere." He turned towards the stove, but felt a hand pull him back. The crabs disappeared from his hands and Pietro appeared in front of him a few seconds later with angry red marks on his arms and face 

"We are not boiling anything alive," he said. "I refuse." 

"Pietro, what’d you do with the crabs?" 

"I put them in the bath tub," Pietro said, folding his arms in front of his chest. "They like the water. I suggest we return them to the ocean as soon as possible." 

"Pietro, you eat crab. You told me you eat crab. Since when did you have a problem—"

"Since you were going to kill them in front of me. I’d rather you just buy it ready made!" 

This time Remy looked horrified. “I don’t do ready-made. It’s an affront ta everything I—” 

A scream cut him off, and they both looked at each other, afraid to move. 

"REMY!" 

"Look’s like Lorna’s taken care of the crabs for us," Remy said, and he dashed towards the bathroom, leaving Pietro to stand in the kitchen with his head in his hands. 

[banhammered-blog]

Thought that thing said muse but I'm wiring it anyway because I amuse myself. Anyway: Came for the deeply treasured friendship, stayed for the magic booty. <3

do he got da booty

he dooooo

[art-cryptid]

I rlly want a girlfriend. Someone date me pls I'll take you to rlly cute Cuban and/or Japanese restaurants.