Fuck It Rat Fairies

Where's my Breakfast?

Oil on Panel 30x30 cm

Artist: Daniel Arthur

STAR TREK: VOYAGER (1995–2001)

op turned reblogs off but this post must live. it must live and spread malignantly .

uh Morrigan

Whoever runs dropouts instagram is killing me in the comments under their video announcing that the subscription price is changing

jim kirk mentality.

if the Mourn Watch have a HR Manager I sincerely hope it is Vorgoth. at your yearly appraisal it simply stares at you and says YOU TAKE ANOTHER STEP TOWARDS YOUR INEVITABLE END AND THUS ANOTHER STEP UP THE PAYSCALE.

Imagine being one of Emmrich’s students.

You go back to Treviso to make sure your family is ok and you see your esteemed, mid-50s professor ziplining across the city rooftops like a complete maniac.

He’s jingling like a walking bazaar while he’s ziplining because apparently half of Thedas’s gold is hanging off him, and he’s casually hanging out with one of the deadliest Antivan Crows and some decades-younger absolute snack who is constantly batting their eyelashes at him.

How do you even attend his lecture after that