"Ah!" Patrick screamed in surprise. "I'm sorry, miss!" he apologized. ((It's alright, it was alright. I sent it during your trip at Japan, so I didn't know.))

iwanttobeatotodile-ocs:

madame-mewsic:

iwanttobeatotodile-ocs:

madame-mewsic:

madame-mewsic:

(( Phew, but hold on a minute DID I SEND IT PRIVATE IM SO SORRY OH NO SO THATS WHY IT DIDNT SHOW ON MY BLOG ))

Kitty was still in fear. It took like several seconds to relive herself. Never has she seen a black ghost, or maybe just one time, because she only sees ghosts red, blue, and green. Or maybe pink and orange too. 

"I-it’s ok..?" She stuttered, backing off. She doesn’t like meeting up with ghosts. Is it because she’s been alone being a crazy cat ghost weirdo for a long time now? Kitty was nervous about this, she was backing off more."Erm.."

"Yeah?" She replied.

"Th-thank you for letting me stay at your place foe a while. I’d really appreciate it. I owe you one." Patrick thanked her.

Her eyes widened, she’s never been thanked before. 

"Well, that’s are friends are for.." She grinned. "We… are friends now right?"

"Yup." Patrick smiled at Kitty. He still wasn’t sure if he could trust her fully, but he was fine with her though.

((I am trash. I am a lazy trash.))

Kitty smiled real wide, this was kind of her first time being so, so happy.

She was shaking and being all gigglish. Kitty never had a real friend before. 

"Hee hee." She squinted her eyes. As a sudden, she turned back to Patrick and covered her face. She doesn’t want to let him see her like that. She thought that he might think she’s an idiot who was full of excessive happiness. How is she still feeling so happy after the past of her life was so depressing?

"O-ok. Let’s go now." Kitty turned back to him, continued to fly.

THE WAR IS DONE

BEFORE IT’S BEGUN

RELEASE THE DOVES

SURRENDER LOVE

HEY YOUNG BLOOD

DONT YOU THINK

THAT OUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT

I’LL CHANGE YOU

LIKE A REMIX

THEN I’LL RAISE YOU

LIKE A PHOENIX

WE’RE THE JACK O LANTERNS IN JULY

SETTING FIRE IN THE SKY

eridonkidonk:

officialdaddyegbert:

blobeggs:

boxlunches:

blobeggs:

Every single friday this kid just shows up dressed as link I love this school

Does he talk

he does but whenever someone calls his name for roll call he just goes “HEUH” 

what happened in this young man’s life that made him think “damn, every friday i’m gonna go to school dressed as link”

perhaps it was something in his past
perhaps
a link to his past

eridonkidonk:

officialdaddyegbert:

blobeggs:

boxlunches:

blobeggs:

Every single friday this kid just shows up dressed as link I love this school

Does he talk

he does but whenever someone calls his name for roll call he just goes “HEUH” 

what happened in this young man’s life that made him think “damn, every friday i’m gonna go to school dressed as link”

perhaps it was something in his past

perhaps

a link to his past

missespeon:

thenaut131:

constable-frozen:

Olaf!

SERIOUSLY

WHAT THE FUCK

i feel as if this blog is going to culminate into something that will be simultaneously spectacular and horrifying and i feel like we’re accelerating towards that point very quickly right now

kzyune:

"I want a youtuber that isnt sexist"

  • Markiplier

"I want a youtuber that doesn’t make controversial jokes"

  • have you considered: Markiplier

"I want a youtuber that is actually funny and genuine and talks to their fans on a regular basis"

"I want a youtuber that-"

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Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! Arru! (Crowds of Tamed Sayaritan troops of the TSR flood the place)

ray010b010y010azenya:

madame-mewsic:

ray010b010y010azenya:

madame-mewsic:

OH JEGUS HELL WHERE DID YA’LL COME FROM.

Where is the fighting? Where is the fighting? Where is the fighting? Where is the fighting? Where is the fighting? Where is the fighting? Where is the fighting? Where is the fighting? Where is the fighting? *This is what they chanted, what they shouted, what they sand, what they loudly said. Here, thousands of the soldiers and fighters fire their guns and RPGs at the sky. More crowds were still coming in*

*You panicked, you were kind of confused upon the thousands of Sayaritans flooding all over the place. You cover your ears as they fire. Wait, why are you here?*

The soldiers and their comrades, the fighters, were all running around, shooting their guns or firing their RPGs and Stingers and recoilless rifles and grenade launchers at the sky and at empty buildings and at statues, etc, singing, shouting “Where’s the fighting?!?” or “Arru!!!”, spazzing as more and more came. There were also a lot of soldiers and fighters who were waving flags and running with flags as they waved them or just carried them. Some were using loudspeakers too.

They ignored the NonSayaritan (that’s you or your character)

You have no idea what they’re doing, and you have no idea how the heck you were here in the first place. You were so confused and scared now, so you just walk away from them like an idiot.

little-siksura:

hreny:

Band Geeks in a photoset.

As somebody who was a band geek for years (a trombonist, precisely), this episode is so relatable and I still love it.

The madame shall be right back.