Describe Your Muse and then yourself With A Gif
Justine:
Me:
Lucky:
Me:
Damian:
Me:
Loki:
Me:
Trollki:
Me:
Tash:
Tony:
Me:
(Source: manyamericanfaces)
Justine:
Me:
Lucky:
Me:
Damian:
Me:
Loki:
Me:
Trollki:
Me:
Tash:
Tony:
Me:
(Source: manyamericanfaces)
YOUR IGNORANCE IS MORE SCANDALOUS/ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
I cannot like this enough.
Steve nicknamed his dick.
It is now the Dick of Freedom.
He’s gonna free you from the confines of your pants, muddafukkas.
We’re not sure how to handle this information.
Captain America is a man who any man can be.
Stalwart and steady and true~
I like when people tag their NC-17 Steve/Tony with “anal sex”
Like
Hmm
It’s an explicit gay fan fiction
I’m not going to run screaming and sue you because
“OH GOD ANAL SEX I THOUGHT THERE WAS GONNA BE A DICK GOING INTO A VAGINA, NOT ANAL SEX I NEVER EXPECTED THAT-“
Hi, there.
I’m wearing a shirt that reads “Kill Me”.
If you saw me at a party or on the street would you promptly murder me?
What about if I had a few drinks? What if I was walking alone at night?
I’m guessing that you wouldn’t if you’re a sane individual.
The cops wouldn’t overlook your crime because of what I’m wearing because that’s silly. I wasn’t literally asking for you to kill me based on my choice of clothing. Who would take that defense seriously?My friends wouldn’t blame me for being murdered and my killer would be behind bars almost instantly.
So, why is it okay to rape someone because they’re wearing promiscuous clothes? Why does THEIR choice of clothing excuse THEIR attacker?
It doesn’t. You’re silly if you think otherwise.
The less guilt on the attacker. The more guilt on victim.
Stop. Victim. Blaming.Holy fuck. This guy gets it.
Yep.
Damn Right.
by a whole 6 inches.
by a whole 8/9 inches lOL
Tash: … *mumbled* Five inches…
ooc: Almost… There!
(Source: livelaughtumbl)
What am I supposed to do with him?
Oh, so now you want my help~?
Haven’t you ever handled an infant before? It’s easier to carry them on your hip. Make sure to keep moving, really. Little bouncy motions. Like what Daddy did, with “Horsey,” remember?
You expect me to carry my best friend… on my hip?
What’s wrong with that?
