roachpatrol:

cyphercat:

imagineyuorotp:

imagine your otp meeting each other for the first time, at night, in the woods, while both trying to dispose of their freshly killed corpses

Your name is Karkat Vantas and this is the worst night of your life. You stumble through the underbrush, unbalanced with the weight on your shoulders. You haven’t made near as good time as you wanted, but the goddamn cerulean you’re carrying feels like he was made of lead bricks. You can’t imagine how dense seadwellers must be.

You heave the body off your back and onto the forest floor. It sprawls, limbs every which way, and it would almost be funny if it weren’t, you know, a culling offense you’re trying to hide. You should probably cut up the body so the daytime scavengers will scent it more quickly. You get as far as equipping your sickle, then just stand there feeling queasy.

What the fuck, there’s a light moving through the trees, a halo of red and blue. You freeze. If you run you’ll make noise, and whoever it is—some psionic asshole—will find you for sure. But as you stand there, frozen, trying to come up with a functional escape plan, the psionic is coming closer. You’re going to die.

The light drifts into your clearing and you can actually see the psionic, this skinny jerkwad of a troll floating along instead of walking. Behind him—

Floating behind him there’s a body, and he drops it with a startled “Shit!” when you meet his eyes. Suddenly things look a lot better for your continued survival.

"Highblood?" you ask in what you hope is a sympathetic tone. You toe yours in case he hasn’t noticed it yet.

He nods. “You know how it is.” His voice is thin and nasal, lispy. Familiar. You’ve heard that voice, over Trollian, when you couldn’t type fast enough and switched to voice chat to argue with this arrogant chutenugget about your ~ath skills.

"twinArmageddons, holy shit."

His eyes glow brighter when he’s surprised. “carcinoGeneticist?”

Serendipity this good doesn’t even happen in the movies. Your squakblister proceeds without checking in with your thinkpan first. “I have never wanted to punch anyone in the snout more than I do right now.”

"If you can reach me, sure." Even his dentition is detestable, snaggle-fanged and ridiculous. "Free hit."

Your name is Karkat Vantas and this is the best night of your life.

Thank you.

thrintagecats:

vera-d:

giftvintage:

c1930

Favorite.

Yeees.

stribird:

someone on my dash said john was apathetic and uncaring and i got upset

“…and it’s warm and real and bright, and the world has somehow shifted.
all at once, everything is different. now that i see you. now that i see you.
deltazeon:

Free! shopping

deltazeon:

Free! shopping

felison:

i’m into girls and guys but i’m also really into pasta

karkinophile:

gamzee is the most graceful
Okay i’ll leave you guys alone now, i need to get some rest umu

karkinophile:

gamzee is the most graceful

Okay i’ll leave you guys alone now, i need to get some rest umu

I was tagged by my bby i-c0uld-be-your-sidekick.tumblr

In a text post, list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag your friends, including me, so I’ll see your list!

  1. Dry - Augustan Burroughs 
  2. Running with Scissors - Augustan Burroughs
  3. Night - Elie Wiesel
  4. Harry Potter Series - J K Rowling
  5. Save Me From Myself - “Head” Welch
  6. Rose Madder - Stephan King 
  7. The Great Divorce - TS Elliot
  8. Tale of Two Cities - Dickens 
  9. Magician’s Nephew - Elliot
  10. The Hiding Place - Corrie ten Boom 

I tag  i-c0uld-be-your-sidekick, princessofhighgardendirk-jakesexual.tumblr, annnndddd anyone else who wants to do it. 

The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something she may never get.
Joanna Hoffman (via feellng)
Indigo League VHS 1-9

balfies:

Portrait of a Young Woman, Jean-Etienne Liotard 

Girl with a Pearl Earring, Johannes Vermeer 

#they look like theyve been having a chat about u and u just walked in