welcome

crocodilenecktie:

When I got these messages I nearly cried because I felt so bad for her. 

And people still wonder why I’m very Anti-Brony. 

Its seriously shit like this that makes me want to vomit every time I see a Brony related thing.

Because, Bronies have no fucking feels for people other than themselves and their precious ‘fandom’.

Seriously, FUCK BRONIES.

I am a part-time pegasister, the female version of a brony (and apparently its better half). It makes me incredibly angry that there are people who would taint the fandom, and I may even drop calling myself a pegasister entirely because of this.

To the woman who sent these asks: I am so incredibly sorry. You’ll find stuff like this all over the internet, but I am so incredibly sorry that My Little Pony had to be included on that. :(

(via paradise-line)


str8nochaser:

mixedbyziggy:

A few typos, but he got his point across. Props to brother Wise Math. We need more brothers, more people, like him.

Much respect to this dude right here. 

(via paradise-line)


New to Training // Closed RP

kalostwins:

sora-de-eclaune:

// Character: Aislin // Appearance // Age: 12 // Gender: Female //

// Chosen RP Partner: kalostwins //

Aislin stepped from the cover of a nearby wood and looked around. The small smile on her face began to grow bigger as she saw everything around her. She was finally in a town! Everything looked so exciting!

The girl looked to the Fletchling on her shoulder. “Stay there,” she said in a high-pitched voice. Clutching the book she held to her chest, she began to explore. There seemed to be so much to do, and she wanted to do it all. But what to do first…?

She walked into the Poké Mart, her eyes aglow.

Moments later, she was kicked out, the clerk yelling about theft and how if she returned she would be arrested. The girl frowned, not sure what exactly she did to warrant all the fuss. She couldn’t exactly complain about it at length, but she rationalized that it was probably her fault anyway.

After getting up and brushing herself off, she noticed something…well, technically, someone. Technically, two someones. Girl and Fletchling came up to Ravi and Cato, a curious smile on the girl’s face. “You look…the same!”

As Pokemon always need to once in a while, their trainers were taking them to the Pokemon Center to b checked over and healed to their peak condition. However, the blond twins of Kalos didn’t expect to see someone getting kicked out of the PokeMart half of the building. What was going on?

"Are you alright?" The blue eyed twin knelt down to the new girl’s level to speak with her properly. "That was a nasty fall."

The violet eyed boy beside him was watching the Fletchling, hoping it wasn’t hurt either.

The young girl nodded, her lips moving but no sound coming out. She frowned, holding up her index finger for some seconds. “I think I broke a rule,” she replied in that cute, high-pitched voice. Her mouth continued to move, but no sound came from it anymore.

Aislin frowned once more and pulled a small notebook and pencil from a space inside her sleeve, putting away the other book she held. She began to write down something. When she was finished, she turned the notebook to the one that spoke to her.

"Mama says you can’t train Pokémon until you have a Pokéball. I was just trying to get one and the man kicked me out for breaking a rule. I think he called me a bad bad name."

She smiled, not even aware that her handwriting was almost illegible or that she should have explained why she was writing in the notebook.

Her Fletchling friend poked the other boy gently with his beak. “Fle-fletch?”


For some reason, I decided to search for mpreg on Deviantart.

I found some things that are downright creepy.

No more. Please. For my own sanity.


kalostwins:

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#NOPE NOPE NOPE SCREW IT ALL #I was just thinking about my dreams the last few days #how they’ve all been a dream inside a dream #and damnit the Tulpa girl was there! #Ruese Berriveau is what she calls herself #I’m going to be before I destroy my brain #good night #Happy new year to my followers! #out of adventures


Fun Fact:

kalostwins:

Blue is the only colour of rose that cannot be bred naturally. The only way to make a blue rose is to artificially engineer it.

Roselia occurs naturally with a blue rose.

Think about it.


kalostwins:

undyingflare:

((Does someone need a slendyhug ~?))

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losthue:

Kohiro

Like what moonspeak are they talking about?

Sorry if offend, I am drunk.

(via kalostwins)


kalostwins:

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#Going offline before the Tulpa comes back to mind #I shouldn’t be reading Creepypasta at 2 am #oi… #out of adventures

OooooOoOoOooOOOOOOOoooO…. Creepy imaginary friend people, ooooOooooOoOOOOooOOo…

Sorry if offend, I am drunk.


RPers: Reblog if you are 18 or older

This means you are legal in the US and won’t have anyone else arrested for smutting with you if that is so.

So, just please reblog if you are.

(Source: ofmetalandstitchskinarchive, via kalostwins)


Fun Fact:

kalostwins:

Even though Dragonair can Fly in the anime and are supposed to be capable of flight, Dragonair cannot learn the move Fly.

Not only that, but Gyarados is a Water/Flying type that cannot learn any Flying-type moves.


New to Training // Closed RP

// Character: Aislin // Appearance // Age: 12 // Gender: Female //

// Chosen RP Partner: kalostwins //

Aislin stepped from the cover of a nearby wood and looked around. The small smile on her face began to grow bigger as she saw everything around her. She was finally in a town! Everything looked so exciting!

The girl looked to the Fletchling on her shoulder. “Stay there,” she said in a high-pitched voice. Clutching the book she held to her chest, she began to explore. There seemed to be so much to do, and she wanted to do it all. But what to do first…?

She walked into the Poké Mart, her eyes aglow.

Moments later, she was kicked out, the clerk yelling about theft and how if she returned she would be arrested. The girl frowned, not sure what exactly she did to warrant all the fuss. She couldn’t exactly complain about it at length, but she rationalized that it was probably her fault anyway.

After getting up and brushing herself off, she noticed something…well, technically, someone. Technically, two someones. Girl and Fletchling came up to Ravi and Cato, a curious smile on the girl’s face. “You look…the same!”


honeybeeprofessor:

If you only watch one Homestar Runner short please let it be this one don’t let the king die

(via paradise-line)


Someone moved our Christmas tree into my room and in its old place put Kringlefucker.

Yes, this piece of turd:

We can’t figure out who did it. It was obviously someone who was allowed in or had a key, but it wasn’t I or my roommates.

We’re the only ones with keys.

We make it known if we’ve invited anyone over.

We don’t know anyone who would know how to print anything that big or cut it out so cleanly.


Free Yet Still a Slave // Closed RP

badass-barmaid:

sora-de-eclaune:

Hisoka’s eyes quickly gazed upward. It was almost as if they saw through her. “Mistress Jenova is not here,” They replied. “She has not allowed following the orders of others.” Their eyes flicked back downward.

Suddenly, their legs gave out. As if by some unseen force, they fell to the ground. They tried to stand, but they could not. Their legs were simply too weak to support their own weight, even with it being much lower than it should have been.

Throughout this few minutes of struggle, their expression had not changed. Not once did they make any sound or express any frustration or anger.

[I’m having a bit of a situation here, so I’m just going to leave this one a bit short. Sorry!]

"JENOVA….?" she murmured, knowing that name far too well. Immediately, she took a moment and stood back, getting defensive. How could JENOVA still be around?!

She didn’t know what to do once Hisoka’s body gave out. Now that she knew this person was associated with JENOVA, her sympathy was dwindling. 

"What are you doing here? What do you want? You better tell me otherwise I’ll pummel it out of you," she said lowly, eyes burning with silent rage as she watched the teen.

The teen shook their head once more. “A man took me away,” they replied. “He left me at the door and told me to enter, as the mistress was no more. I could not follow his order as it was not the mistress’ order. I entered to stay out of the way.”

Hisoka continued to try and stand, despite their legs being too weak to barely move. Their hand went into an old, ratted pocket. Some seconds later, their hand emerged, along with a handful of old, mostly broken materia. They placed all but one on the ground. The one they kept appeared to be a fake that didn’t do anything. They placed the one in their pocket and tried to stand once more.

When they couldn’t stand, even after discarding something, they simply stared at the materia on the ground. Cure that probably didn’t work on anything worse than a rug burn, Fire that most likely couldn’t do much more than light a candle, Revive that couldn’t possibly help anyone…it was unlikely they were ever thinking of using them, as they didn’t have anything to equip them to, but they still had them anyway.


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