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illbethelindsaytoyourmogar:

Michael is thoroughly done with Gavin’s coin conversation.

IM FUCKING SOBBING THIS WAS THE FUNNIEST THING I LITERALLY LOST MY SHIT WHEN HE STARTED YELLING AT GAVIN I CAN’T I AM SO DONE WITH ALL OF THEM DEAR GOD

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Zombie Ryan’s maniacal laugh as he burns Gavin in the hole (x)

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quietarchivist:

An attempt to keep myself writing during the school year. Trying for a fic a week. Requests welcome at any time.

gets into a cab only to find someone else already inside AU

The rain was pouring down as Jaune Arc tried his best to hail a cab.

Fifteen minutes had passed and he’d needed to be across the city half an hour ago, but no one had seemed interested in stopping. Finally, in a fit of desperation, he dashed into the street at a red light, threw open the door of the nearest cab, and flung himself inside.

"The Red River hotel," he shouted. "It’s an emergency."

The driver grunted, and Jaune settled back into his seat with a sigh. Maybe this would work out. At least until he turned his head and saw the woman sitting across from him.

There was an awkward silence.

"Um…" Jaune began, not entirely sure what to say. He glanced at the door, debating just opening the door and getting out but they moving and stepping into traffic would be counter-productive really.

"It’s alright," she replied, smiling. "I was heading in the same direction. Besides, you have an emergency right?"

"I wish. I’m just late for a meeting. I’ll get out at the next red light. Sorry," he said quickly.

"Really. It’s fine. We’re already on the way," she replied, handing him a towel from her bag, which he accepted gratefully.

"Well, thanks," Jaune replied, trying his best to at least dry his hair. "I’m Jaune. Jaune Arc."

"Pyrrah Nikos," she replied, tentatively. The cab seemed suddenly filled with tension.

"Nice you meet you Pyrrah," Jaune said with a smile, oblivious to the tension and the fact that vanished as quickly as it arrived.

"You as well, Jaune," Pyrrah said as she leaned back in her seat. "So what sort of meeting is it?"

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kittyprude:

send me a character + thing if you wanna know my headcanon for them and that thing

ex: molly hayes + sleeping

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plaidsunglasses:

ah yes, perfectly reasonable

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dragonastra:

miss-nerdgasmz:

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danbgruchy:

so like we all know how yang owns an achievement hunter boyband poster  so it got me thinking to like how the other girls could actually like rooster teeth stuff too

  • yang really likes ah and all the games they play + watches every podcast every week bc she loves barbara
  • ruby really likes rtaa’s because the art is really cute
  • weiss likes rvb because of the plot (her favorite character is church and she’ll never accept anything after s10)
  • blake watches rage quit exclusively 

Why do I laugh so much at the idea of Blake watching Rage Quit

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HOW WOULD BLAKE FUCKING REACT TO “NO LUCA NO” THOUGH LIKE???? WHEN WOULD SHE TALK TO SUN AND BE LIKE “you sound like Michael Jones” and Sun’s just like “I WISH EVERYONE WOULD QUIT TELLING ME THAT, NO I DON’T”

But what if Sun found it too

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"bitch i’m going to eat your fucking cereal and there’s nothing you can do to stop me."

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mehcoffee:

Everyone has fun when playing Monopoly, right?

Let’s Play Minecraft - Monopoly - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

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Regarding the RWBY height chart.

I love how short and stout Port is.

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An attempt to keep myself writing during the school year. Trying for a fic a week. Requests welcome at any time.

gets into a cab only to find someone else already inside AU

The rain was pouring down as Jaune Arc tried his best to hail a cab.

Fifteen minutes had passed and he’d needed to be across the city half an hour ago, but no one had seemed interested in stopping. Finally, in a fit of desperation, he dashed into the street at a red light, threw open the door of the nearest cab, and flung himself inside.

"The Red River hotel," he shouted. "It’s an emergency."

The driver grunted, and Jaune settled back into his seat with a sigh. Maybe this would work out. At least until he turned his head and saw the woman sitting across from him.

There was an awkward silence.

"Um…" Jaune began, not entirely sure what to say. He glanced at the door, debating just opening the door and getting out but they moving and stepping into traffic would be counter-productive really.

"It’s alright," she replied, smiling. "I was heading in the same direction. Besides, you have an emergency right?"

"I wish. I’m just late for a meeting. I’ll get out at the next red light. Sorry," he said quickly.

"Really. It’s fine. We’re already on the way," she replied, handing him a towel from her bag, which he accepted gratefully.

"Well, thanks," Jaune replied, trying his best to at least dry his hair. "I’m Jaune. Jaune Arc."

"Pyrrah Nikos," she replied, tentatively. The cab seemed suddenly filled with tension.

"Nice you meet you Pyrrah," Jaune said with a smile, oblivious to the tension and the fact that vanished as quickly as it arrived.

"You as well, Jaune," Pyrrah said as she leaned back in her seat. "So what sort of meeting is it?"