'How Long Have You Been Training To Be A Prat, My Lord' Is Peak Comedy.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAUGHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOUGHH ARRHHHBHHHH EEEEEEEE AHHHHHHHHH

you make an excellent point. you do deserve more ice cream. but kitties are only allowed so much for a reason.

babygirl i sit hunched in ways you’d never fuckin believe

tgcf is like if xie lian was faced with the trolley problem every single day and every day he said "i'll choose a third option!" and that option was throwing himself in front of the trolley to stop it but instead it flips over and kills/maims everyone on both tracks and xie lian himself

TGCF book 3: Hualian are in the coffin this is not straight content

TGCF live action: in a coffin five feet apart

Kendrick: America is built off of the backs of slaves whose descendants, who were promised freedom and reparations they never got, are now being told that they're not good enough for this country. We're told that we're too black, we're too ghetto, we make everything too political. The elite like to watch us fight amongst ourselves because that way they'll be safe from the consequences of their actions.

Y'all: HAHA wow, Kendrick played Not Like Us!!! Everyone called Drake a pedophile!!! Kendrick is such a hater about This One Guy and This One Guy Only, this is a single instance after all, that's so funny. Anyway (proceeds to never interact with anything else he makes ever again)

Would've loved at the final battle against Morgan's forces, Merlin rolled up as himself and showed everyone why his true name is Emrys.

He uses his lighting and calls upon Kilgharrah to fight. Showing off all that he is and power. Defending Arthur and Camelot for all to see.

I really needed, no, crave a Merlin being scary powerful for all to see and witness.

Then when the air is cleared Merlin hesitantly goes to his king. The sea of knights and soliders stun part the way to Arthur like a sea.

The war done and ended.

Merlin shown to be terrifying with power as strong as a gods, Merlin reaches Arthur and bows to him and only him.

Thread and bone by Choro Choi

People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought I’d get right to the heart of the matter