vagueblogging on tumblr without naming names more like “i do not bite my thumb at YOU sir but i DO bite my thumb”
Do you quarrel sir?
QUARREL sir NOOOOO sir
i say “fight me” a lot for a girl who is 5”3’ and has a hard time opening some doors because they’re too heavy
Imagine baby werewolves for a second
Like little babies able to turn into little tiny werewolves
And they act like puppies instead of vicious monsters that eat anything that moves
Little balls of fluff squeak-howling at the moon and play fighting with teddy bears and each other and just. LICKING. EVERY. MOVING. THING.
IMAGINE BABY WEREWOLVES
I would betray all of you in the Hunger Games
i don’t care if a character is immortal i want to know their age. their exact age. i want to know how many centuries they’ve been around. if they died before they became immortal i want to know how old they were then. don’t give me that “age: immortal” shit. do not go there
420 is on Easter Sunday
Shepard: We’ll talk later, Kaidan.
Kaidan: I’d like that.
me: *giggles like an idiot*