Totally crazy, totally encouraging.
brochiot:

Oops. My hand slipped.

brochiot:

Oops. My hand slipped.

disasterhasstruck:

horsefetish:

i dont like getting yelled at i literally stand there and burst into tears

and they’re like WHY ARE YOU CRYING?!!?! It’s because you’re fucking yelling at me you shithead

fknandyy:

mariathemuggle:

anemotionallyunstablecreature:

will-you-be-electric-sheep:

Watch it in video

interesting how the answers change as the men get younger

and they call OUR generation lost

I was hating this until the end

I’m gonna reblog again cause this shit is important. my mom is a rape victim and she’s been married twice and she’s the strongest woman I know. rape shouldn’t be a deal breaker, that’s ridiculous.

creeperly:

an accurate representation of my ascent into adulthood

kuchipatchi:

oh gosh wow i want this

lesbiansandweed:

♚♚
thegits:

fish-boned:

shickalenia:

dduane:

thesuitsofwoah:

that’s almost too cruelalmost

I had to do this once with Privateer II: The Darkening. It gained a bit when he said “I bet you didn’t play it through, I bet somebody just told you how…” and I was able to smile gently and say “God, possibly, since I wrote the game.” And plainly the Deity was with me that day, as I happened to be carrying docs from my UK agent (who’d done the deal) that showed not only that I was the writer, but the five-figure sum I had been paid. …It was a happy day for me. Not so much for him. I’d never had a referent for the word “slink” for a full grown male before. As in “slink away in utter dejection.” I smiled for at least three days without stopping. And am smiling now… I had completely forgotten about this.

Reblogging because “I beat the game” is fantastic, but “I wrote the damn thing” is even better.

I’m not a gamer but I’ll always reblog these.

Vicious. I love it.

thegits:

fish-boned:

shickalenia:

dduane:

thesuitsofwoah:

that’s almost too cruel
almost

I had to do this once with Privateer II: The Darkening. It gained a bit when he said “I bet you didn’t play it through, I bet somebody just told you how…” and I was able to smile gently and say “God, possibly, since I wrote the game.” And plainly the Deity was with me that day, as I happened to be carrying docs from my UK agent (who’d done the deal) that showed not only that I was the writer, but the five-figure sum I had been paid. …It was a happy day for me. Not so much for him. I’d never had a referent for the word “slink” for a full grown male before. As in “slink away in utter dejection.” I smiled for at least three days without stopping. And am smiling now… I had completely forgotten about this.

Reblogging because “I beat the game” is fantastic, but “I wrote the damn thing” is even better.

I’m not a gamer but I’ll always reblog these.

Vicious. I love it.

lawnegbert:

this Mandy was so great
edit: this already has a ton of notes but the cosplayer is neckfruit

lawnegbert:

this Mandy was so great

edit: this already has a ton of notes but the cosplayer is neckfruit

magic-murder-bag:

disruptedoriginal:

This motherfucker was walking around Comic-Con in a hyper-realistic Walter White/Bryan Cranston mask

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guess who was underneath this Bryan Cranston mask

fucking Bryan Cranston.

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Aaron Paul’s face is like a million different cries for help all molded into one expression

avaguelymenacinggovernmentagency:

chimerahellden:

kelzthalassunwhisper:

girlwiththerobottattoo:

I JUST UGLY LAUGHED SO HARD I WOKE UP THE DAMN HOUSE JFC!!!

LOL

HOLY FUCKK DO NOT CLICK THIS IF YOU NEED TO BE QUIET

Also not when there is a cat sleeping on you just don’t do it

mousathe14:

ankoku37:

brianthuff:

Is there anything a natural 20 can’t do?

This is a poster idea I developed to show off the amazingness of tabletop rpgs.

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"You attempt to pickpocket the man, but accidentally pull down his pants instead."

"You reach out to push the orc off the bridge, but instead lightly caress his back. He is uncomfortable."

"You try to stab the guard, but you stab your crotch instead. Roll fortitude."

"You say your name is Bob and not Jim. Your lie is misinterpreted and they now believe you are a serial killer."

"You swing your axe, but it slips from your fingers and sails across the room."

"In an attempt to dodge the incoming arrows, you jump into the swarm.”

"You bull rush the enemy but miss and jump off of the cliff."

"You try to land on your feet but you land on your sword instead."

"While providing first aid, your hand slips and you stab him in the heart. He dies instantly."

I CANT BREATHE