i found this sketch on youtube and i can’t stop thinking about it
its me boy im the live slug reacting to you inside your brain!!! listen to me boy leave the blorbo we dont need them come with me and watch my shows we’ll have horse times in plinko eeby deeby glup shitto yeah you need me boy tumblr is an illusion!!!!!!!!
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
AHHHHHH GOD IS FUCKING REAL YOU GUYS!! XIAO BANNER IS SO FUCKING NICE. MY LUCK HAS BEEN SO ASS SINCE ZHONGLI BANNER. MY LUCK LITERALLY WORKS ON A PITY SYSTEM. I GET SOMETHING GOOD THEN ITS A FUCKING 6 MONTH LONG BADLUCK SLUMP. I WAS FUCKING SCREAMING IN VOICECHAT WHEN XIAO SHOWED UP. THEN FUCKING DILUC CAME?? I LOST MY VOICE ISTG.
ZHONGLI BANNER GAVE ME ZHONGLI AND KEQING IN ONE TEN PULL. XIAO AND DILUC CAME IN ONE 10 PULL. THANK FUCK IT WAS DILUC. THE ONLY 5 STAR THEAT I SERIOUSLY WANT CONSTELLATIONS ONE. I WAS SO SCARED BECAUSE I WAS ON A 50/50 AND I WOULD HAVE FUCKING CRIED IF I DIDN’T GET HIM. THEN DILUC CAME NEXT SO MY NEXT 5 STAR IS GUARENTEED.
but seriously, good fucking luck to you all. I believe in you. Xiao banner is so nice from what I’ve seen.
Our very own Tumblr CEO, @david is Metal Gear Solid’s Big Boss this Halloween. Yup, our Big Boss is better than your Big Boss!
no U are not anyones “yandere girlfriend” you are a white girl with cat ear headphones who calls herself mizaki chan
its Thursday so i get to post the one meme i made this year
A Skyrim concept I find fascinating and terrifying to think about: the idea of the Dragonborn’s Voice abilities growing far, far beyond what we see them achieve in-game.
You’re jumped by a wolf on the road, but all you do is turn your head and say ‘krii.’ The beast crumples in mid-leap. A bandit ambushes you, thinks you’re easy prey - but you stand motionless, stare at them. ‘Krii lun aus,’ and they drop to their knees, gasping for breath as their life essence trickles away until they’re still. You don’t even need to raise your weapon.
A crime or a misunderstanding lands you in jail. Feim. You pull your wrists through the chains and step through the bars. Finally home after a long day of fighting, you mutter feim and step out of your armour, letting it fall through your body and clatter to the ground.
Storm Call. With time, with practice, you learn how to control the lightning completely, so that it no longer strikes your allies. You can choose exactly when and where it hits, scorching the life from your enemies with surgical precision. There’s nowhere for them to hide.
Fus ro dah. The Shout tears up trees at the root, sends dragons smacking into mountainsides, rips buildings to their foundations.
Dragon Aspect. As your connection to the dragon souls inside you deepens, you notice that you’re not just growing ethereal armour. You can rip apart rock with the ghostly talons that shimmer around your fingers. You can lash people to the ground with the tail. And then the day comes when you stand at the edge of a cliff, breathe in deep, spread the shining wings - and take flight.
You barely need to catch your breath between Shouts anymore. You ghost around the battlefield, turning ethereal when your enemies attack and then - wuld nah kest - rushing in to strike the moment you blink back into existence. You freeze half of them solid with Ice Form and turn around to burn the rest to ash with a long, long jet of fire from your mouth.
What I’m saying is, the Dragonborn is an unstoppable force of nature, and I wonder how much effort it takes for them to keep all that power under control.
okay but neville longbottom as head of gryffindor house and there’s all these stories of him going head to head with an army of werewolves, being tortured by death eaters and killing Voldemort’s snake with godric gryffindor’s actual sword but when the students see him he’s like cradling a pot plant and crying cause he saw someone lost their pet on the noticeboard and they’re like “that guy? are you sure it’s that guy”
BONUS: one of the older student’s get dared to go up and ask him if it’s true and neville just makes direct eye-contact and says “voldemort was a punk bitch” and continues knitting a lil baby sweater for a mandrake