notlostonanadventure:

yes-sica:

team0player0:

shock:

if fallout 76 really is a world where “every character is a real person” & there’s no NPCs im making it my civic duty to be like this lowly tavern barkeep and then once i’ve established enough of a rapport i’m going to nuke all of west virginia and it will be in character 

someone help where’s the screenshot of some post somewhere about the mmo player who barkept for a longass time then fucked absolutely everyone over

This one? @team0player0

This is like if Gone Girl was an MMO

woozapooza:

kingofattolia:

lets clear up a common misconception:

when i ask if something looks “good” i’m not asking if it makes me sexually appealing. im asking if it makes me look like the modern remix version of a medieval fantasy novel protagonist

#‘that jacket doesnt flatter u as much as something more feminine would–’ IM NOT ASKING IF U WOULD DATE ME#im asking if i look like i could travel for weeks across a made up map by horseback on a quest to fulfill my destiny

breakingisabella:

deannatroibolton:

A few weeks ago a 15-year-old called me “Grandma” for being able to remember when the first Twilight film came out, and I still haven’t mentally or emotionally processed this

tag the age u were when twilight came out (2008) i was ten

books-read-in-nooks:

When you’re reading a book with multiple perspectives and it’s taking forever to get to your favourite character’s chapter:

Originally posted by bellamyhalpert

van-goghing-to-hell:

windforge:

cuttleskulls:

william-snekspeare:

hyposensitivity:

people who are afraid of snakes are fuckin’ WILD, like dude, just carefully step over these fat babies’ sausage bodies and gently move the burmese python chillin’ against the door, then you become unfathomably rich. i would do this for $10. i would do this for FREE. 

I would pay $10 to do this

GG EZ

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me

yes,

woollyjumper:

Imagine working in a local village bakery and you’re part of a book club with the library full of elderly ladies who have interesting stories to tell, and you spend your days delivering bread loaves to them, writing stories and eating apples from the tree that grows outside your window and you cycle around with a book and a flask of tea in your basket, always ready to stop under a nice tree and read

gefthetalkingmongose:

rottytops:

photo-of-your-mommy-with-a-mummy:

Also to everyone hating on Incineroar: GOOD that’s exactly what he wants.

knowwhatimeme:

avantgardne:

Honestly shout out to people with anxiety and panic disorders, y'all don’t get enough recognition for your hard work. Pushing through your body’s instinct to fight/flee/freeze at the slightest worry is a whole new level of strength. You’re battling almost everyday against a fast-acting animalistic response that humans have been experiencing since the dawn of time, a response that is literally designed to take full control of your actions away from you. That takes so much courage and perseverance. You’re strong as fuck.

volnixshin:

starfleetrambo:

I had a dream I went to class but only a few people were there. When I asked one of them (a guy who was just staring blankly at the chalkboard) where the rest were, he only said “they’re all awake”. 

When I woke up, I realized I overslept and missed my first class.

Purgatory class is in session