I Will Be Coming Back To This Concept. We're Not Done Here

AHEEM AHEEM WHIMPER SAD PATHETIC BEAST.

insane men covered in blood. you agree. reblog.

If Morbius was played by Danny Trejo, it never would have flopped.

i hate whenever theres a paladin/knight/generally gruff protector-type character in an alternate or historical time period, and when theyre adapted to the modern day or theres a popular modern AU headcanon theyre ALWAYS a cop. you fools. you fucking fools. a good aligned paladin wouldnt be a cop they would be a drug sponsor. a domestic cleaner. a child support worker. a sanitation worker. its not about cutting people in half with a zweihander its about serving the goddamn community

i bet there were guys in the 1800s who were super fucking Reddit about everything, but no one had the right word yet for why those guys were so annoying. so they just had to wonder

"no chat i—guys, no! I'm not—I'm not gonna do it. No! Not even—a sn—a Scooby snack? For a.... Haha, well, if it's for..... Okay, for a Scooby snack, i mean—i guess I'll do it for a Scooby snack!"

Hi my name is Don Quixote of La Mancha the Knight of the Rueful Figure and I have a rueful figure (that's how I got my name) with purple bruised ribs and tall stature and gaunt features and hair turning gray and a rather hooked aquiline nose and large black drooping mustaches and a lot of people tell me I look like Amadís of Gaul (AN: if u don’t know who he is begone!). I’m not related to Lady Oriana but I wish I was because she’s an incomparable flowering beauty. I’m a knight errant but some of my teeth and grinders are missing. I have long lank limbs. I’m also a defender of damsels, protector of orphans, succourer of the needy, righter of wrongs, undoer of injustice, and I wander a magic countryside called the mountains of Spain where I’m in my first year of knighthood (I’m forty-nine). I’m a gentleman (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly armor. I love my great-grandfather's forgotten corner of the house and I cobble together all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a doublet of fine cloth with matching shoes and velvet breeches and a helmet, morion, visor, breastplate and backpiece. I was riding outside La Mancha. It was early morning so the rays of the sun fell obliquely and the heat did not distress me, which I was very happy about. A lot of giants stared at me. I put up my pasteboard visor at them.

play me a song, you’re the piano rat

play me a song, tonight

cuz im over the moon

when you bang out the tunes

and everything might be alright

So. The bitcoin conference was a complete failure. AND what's even better. There was a ball pit.