THAT’S WHAT I LOVE ABOUT DAD THOUGH HE’S NOT JUST THE KIND DAD WHO LEAVES SWEET NOTES IN HIS SON’S LUNCHBOX AND GIVES PEOPLE HAT ADVICE BUT HE’S ALSO A TOUGH MOTHERFUCKER THAT WILL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU AND THROW WHOLE CAKES AT YOU AND CATCH SHIT ON FIRE WITH HIS SHAVING CREAM IF YOU FUCK WITH HIM OR JOHN
you thought this was over didn’t you
eridanstuck now with part 3= the kids
i don’t know what happened to john
oh my god jane’s horns
god is jake going to be hot in any incarnation
I highly approve
i dont procrastinate because im lazy i procrastinate because theres so much shit i need to do and its fucking overwhelming and i distance myself from it and do things that bring at least some enjoyment and then i get even more overwhelmed when ive procrastinated for too long i cant win its a vicious cycle
John Egbert: Super High-school Level Prankster
Can I just say that I love Kyubey’s progression from adorable to terrifying in the manga
“Hi, I’m Kyubey! :D”
“It’s very nice to meet you! :D”
“Aren’t I adorable? :D”
“Especially when I jump on your bed :D”
“And when I… eat my own… eyeball…”
OH JESUS NO
KILL IT WITH FIRE
what a precious babe
don’t ever take me on a date to an aquarium because i will ignore you and spend the whole time looking at the fish
But, if you think about it, that’s all the more reason to go. The person you’re dating gets to sit back and watch you smile and have fun. All the while, he/she’s falling deeper in love with you.
thatS REALLY CUTE IM GONNA CRY
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
Reblogging for the comment
How old are you?
How long have you been ten?
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
I AM SO DONE WITH YOU PEOPLE
OMIGOSH I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH THIS MADE MY YEAR OMG
Oh god tumblr, I love you.
andrew hussie takes public transportation
Andrew Hussie says a swear word.
andrew hussie wants everything just so
andrew hussie joins a fake animal rights group to steal diamonds
andrew hussie adds things together
andrew hussie commits genocide
a big muscular man kicking down the door to a bar and slamming his fist down on the counter and saying, “I heard one ‘a you motherfuckers said I ain’t kawaii”