My Stuff

speight-brigade:

8yearoldslut:

me arriving at the gates of hell

I scrolled down while listening to Carry on My Wayward Son…. 0-0

(Source: dyinglolita)

electricsundials:

notpossibleoswin:

elkane:

Jack Dawson… Penniless artist who wins a ticket onto Titanic in 1912, attends a first class dinner, develops a taste for the finer things in life, pockets the Heart of the Ocean, survives the sinking, pawns the diamond, spends the following ten years building his wealth and in 1922 moves to West Egg as Jay Gatsby… Millionaire with a shady past and fear of swimming pools.

IT ALL MAKES SENSE.

Then Inception happens

lalamysteria:

Gotham Undercover by *callousvixen

khajidont:

Because of Rurone.

(Source: yowza-blackwork)

namamuginamatamago:

happy kiss day kevedd fandom!!;

dapandabanda:

littleweirdoalien:

What do you mean Damian is dead? What’s that? New 52 you say? They’re not a team anymore? Dick doesn’t have blue finger stripes? Preposterous! I don’t know what universe you guys live in, but I sure as hell wouldn’t wanna be in it, ahahahahaha… ha….ha.

(Shh, if we ignore it long enough maybe it will go away)

I’m ignoring it super hard and I can still sense it creeping up behind oh god .__.

I have no idea what you are talking about…

birdstump:

Teen Titans Go! — by Sean Galloway