doctorsweetheart:

fruitgushers:

if you arent someone the church wanted dead 300 years ago are you really living

i’m someone the church wants dead today

xenosagaepisodeone:

*walks up to a pair of dysfunctional parents* so which one of you is passively resigned to your stressful, unfulfilled life and would be much happier if you weren’t married and which one of you is the toxic destructive monster with a sad backstory

the-wolf-prospers:

hungrytundras:

Today’s eldrich horror of the day is

You

Originally posted by theprisonfrog

fiddler-unroofed:

Nott, drunk: there’s only one thing worse than dying

Nott: *rips off paper to reveal the words ‘caleb dying’*

Caleb: caleb

Nott: NO–!!!

queeniegoldtsein:

#mood

cephalotodd:

female characters are never allowed to be comic relief or absolute idiots without being sexualised or treated as weak and pathetic. we need more funny women who are stupid as fuck and EMBRACE that. ladies who dont have two braincells to rub together. some absolutely buffoonish girls. its 2018 cmon

arterialtrees:

Tracey Emin, My Bed, 1998

catonhottinroof:

Francis Picabia

Femme sur Fond Vert

loumargi:

Artemisia Gentileschi

very-serious-writing-blog:

Which OC tells people not to do drugs but does it themselves?

ruushes:

a pair of beaus from things ive accepted im not going finish lol 💪💙

mymanherc:

threetrollsandadryad:

moxperidot:

the best part of pathfinder is that if a paladin breaks their oath, they immediately lose access to all class features

including access to their horse

which i choose to believe is because the horse can sense that you’ve done crimes and is ashamed

Listen. Listen. That horse was not a gift. That horse was a privilege. That horse could remember your birthday. It still does, even though you fucked up bad enough that you lost your holy magic horsie privileges. It will still remember when you get your shit together. And you will get your shit together. The horse will be disappointed in you if you don’t, and nobody wants that. Not you, not your god, and especially not the horse.

@prokopetz @wearepaladin

thebootydiaries:

me, a 16th century swordsman, with a new clay-tempered sword: *loudly but casually unsheathes it*

my friend, clearly peanut butter and jealous: oh. thats nice. is that c-

me: clay-tempered? yeah. it is.