#this one time

[frownyalfred]

Lex who just seriously pissed off Superman, showing up at Wayne Manor like

"Brucie! Baby! Buddy! Heeey, how you doing? We... we never just hang out anymore"

B in fully Brucie mode saying very loudly so Supes will hear, "Lexy! Hiiiiiii! Your just in time! My good good friend Clark is here too! He's just IN THE KITCHEN why don't we go say hi?"

[youhowltome]

Absolutely no offense to those that use them, but I can't stand the look of those yassifying da2 mods. I feel like a hater but they just look off to me, like the characters have a filter on them.

[celestixldarling]

SEUNGHANNN IS BACKKKKKKK EVERYONE CHEERED HALLELUJAH THANK YOU LORD AMEN OUR PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED

[zombocomme]

*intense screaming*

"WHAT WHAT, JESUS WHATTT!" Copia says, rushing into the kitchen.

"Fucking dragons are guarding the fridge again!"

Jim squeals, cowering on the floor

"Jesus Jim, how many shrooms did you take on that godamn 7/11 pizza, I swear- oh..."

*snack, schlupp, crunch*

Dew is sitting on top of the fridge, Smeagol Style.

*snack, schlupp, crunch*

Copias eyes widen in abject horror as he realizes his Ghoul is Butt-Ass-Nekkid, dick out, balls hanging down and everything, the dust bunnies on the top of the fridge float gently around his clawed feets, as his tail swishes back and forth.

Munching on a hard brick of Ramen, the Ghoul grinned, the sound of the sickening crunch and slop of drool, combined with his fiery eyes smouldering, did in fact, make him look, rather scary.

It's quiet for a beat.

Then he snaps his head towards Copia...

"Two words..."

*snack, schlupp, crunch*

"Fight Club".

[trackerkitsune]

(requested to be posted by a friend on discord)

[cowboy-computer-virus]

Thinking about the time i ran into this "crystal-hippie-inner-child-constantly-talking about-india" french woman i had met like once before at an art thing, and she was on the way to a "meditation class" and asked if i wanned to come along, and i was like yea sure fuck it, and when we got there it turned out to be just some guys house, but it kinda looked like one of those market stalls ud see on the street bcs there were just big crates of fruits and vegetables stacked up against the wall, and everyone these seemed vaugely manic and would just not stop touching me, which i didnt react to much at the time bcs french people generally arnt as big on personal space as im used to (i mean they lowkey try and make out with u when u meet them), and there were like a bunch of children scattered actoss the place in various corners doing homework and shit, and this old woman took me in to a seperate room and instucted me how to hold my hands when meditating, and talked at length about this "guru" that they dedicated all their prayers to (some indian guy living in germany i think), and there was like a picture of him on the wall in a golden frame, and we sat in 2 big circles and just said oooooooooom in unison for 45 minutes which was actually really hard (i didnt expect it would be like physically difficult), and then they all sat on the floor and sang and i just left at that point cuz my ears were fuckin ringin.

These are the kinds of things that happen to you within 30 minutes of interacting with a french person.

[andiebomb]

I remember in high school this fuckn guy was obsessed with toga and was like “I LOVE crazy girls! I love her she’s my wifu!!!”

Which was gross because toga is a manic bi queen who wouldn’t touch this man with a ten foot pole but what was even worse of him was

He was a bakugou kinnie…like pre season 5 this cishet guy was like “he’s so me fr!!”

Like bro…your ex girlfriend had to report you cuz you threatened to kys if she didn’t take you back.

Also he was a chubby chaser