raura-auslly-r5:

It’s true: )

raura-auslly-r5:

It’s true: )

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droidbait:

"Don’t mind us, we’re just inspecting your blog…"

droidbait:

"Don’t mind us, we’re just inspecting your blog…"

(via masterofbirds)

sifaseven:

sifaseven:

sifaseven:

sifaseven:

sifaseven:

Hiro barely managed to avoid the piece of ceiling. It hit the floor and shattered into many sharp pieces. He flung an arm up to protect his eyes from the debris.

"You’ve met my daughter?!” Hiro shouted. “And you’re still in one…

Hiro nodded brusquely as they both huddled under the support beam. More debris rained down on them, but eventually, the storm lessened. Even when the shaking stopped, the beams creaked and groaned with strain. 

Hiro opened his eyes. They had to get out of there. “What’s the quickest way out of here? Oh…and you already know my name, but just call me Chief. First-name basis are for friends only. Considering you’re an Imperial and I’m here against my will, you don’t qualify.”

*****

Chelle and Samai stumbled over a series of safehouses, both rebel and Imperial. They pulled victims out of wreckage and ushered others to safety. Not for the first time, Chelle wished she was a Sage Healer instead of a Shadow. Yet she knew that path wasn’t for her.

"I hate war," Samai muttered.

Chelle agreed wholeheartedly, but like it or not, they were in the middle of a battleground. They just needed to keep going and find Hiro.

Kennith pressed himself close to the beam covering his head and hoping that the fighting would stop soon. It wasn’t his first time being caught in a fire fight but it was still nerve wreaking. With dust and debri falling in waves he hoped that this wasn’t the end.

Thankfully it wasn’t as the blaster fire slowly started to die down  until it eventually faded out leaving Kennith to freeze as he tried to listen for any other signs of life around them.  Aside from the sounds of water coming from somewhere and the groans and creaks from the beams there wasn’t anything else.

He looked over at Hiro spotting how dust covered he was and figured that they were both a mess. “I’m not sure” he muttered as he pulled his shirt up to cover his mouth and nose. “Maybe up?” he suggested as he pointed at what looked like an opening that was clear.   Yet he couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at the Chief’s comment. “Fair enough, feel free to pick a decent name for me Chief. I rather not have the number 54 engraved on my head stone.” he said giving a weak chuckle before he shoke it off and looked for a way to get up into the hole so they could escape.

(Source: kengoa)

nightingaleslegacy said: ⁇ ツ for Kekssan

⁇ Usually a simple question will do as long as you’re part of his inner circle. If not one could always hold the few people that he cares for as hostages, though he might be more willing to kill said person instead.

ツ Treat him as a normal being without being so formal or being scared of him. He gets really annoyed that that kind of stuff.

art-of-swords:

How To Saber a Champagne Bottle

For the LOLs: A daring way to open a Champagne Bottle. Please do not try this at home. 

Read the full instructions here.

Source: Copyright © 2014 Alton Brown

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Dwindling Illusion

nightingaleslegacy:

kengoa:

nightingaleslegacy:

kengoa:

"Yes." Elsa said as she reached down to the side of the manhole and pushed something. It gave three disappointing sounds before Elsa started to climb down. "Don’t touch the bomb, I’ll rearm it when we leave."  

There was a slight huff and frown from Kekssan as he tried to enjoy the idea of going down into a manhole.Yet he ended up cocking his head to the side when he heard some beeps. “What was?” he started only to look wide eye at Elsa when she spoke about the bomb. “Uhh okay.” he muttered as he waited for his turn to head down into the hole. Once Elsa looked like she had cleared the ladder he went inside covering the hole back up as he slowly made his way down until his feet finally touched the ground.

"It smells like a Hutt down here but its far from preying eyes. Come on, its just up ahead." Elsa said as Kekssan touched the ground. "I hope your not claustrophobic."  

"Stars your right," Kekssan coughed as he tried to get the smell to leave his nose as he stepped off the last rail and looked at Elsa while covering his nose. "This is worse than the still rotting tombs ." he complained before he started to use part of his robe to keep the smell at bay. He took a quick glance around finding nothing that would actually stand out from a sewer system. "I hope not," he added as he waited for Elsa to lead the way.

"Don’t compare your Chapter 1 to someone else’s Chapter 20."

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(Source: thedailypozitive, via masterofbirds)

Dwindling Illusion

nightingaleslegacy:

kengoa:

nightingaleslegacy:

kengoa:

"Pretty far down, don’t worry, we will be going back up before you feel caged." Elsa said as she walked down some stairs and kneeled next to a man hole. "Can you lift this up for me?" Elsa asked.

Kekssan nodded his head as he followed after Elsa once more. One thing was for sure though, it was much quieter than upstairs was. Following her down some stairs he looked down at the manhole and with a bit of a struggle he managed to lift it out of the way with the force.  “We’re going down there?” he asked not sounding all that pleased with the idea. 

"Yes." Elsa said as she reached down to the side of the manhole and pushed something. It gave three disappointing sounds before Elsa started to climb down. "Don’t touch the bomb, I’ll rearm it when we leave."  

There was a slight huff and frown from Kekssan as he tried to enjoy the idea of going down into a manhole.Yet he ended up cocking his head to the side when he heard some beeps. “What was?” he started only to look wide eye at Elsa when she spoke about the bomb. “Uhh okay.” he muttered as he waited for his turn to head down into the hole. Once Elsa looked like she had cleared the ladder he went inside covering the hole back up as he slowly made his way down until his feet finally touched the ground.

whats-left-of-the-assassins:

abbythecatlover:

chubbymon:

portentouscatastrophe:

lastglimpsetheatre:

dolphinhats:

alicexz:

toothyhalcyon:

Welcome to Tumblr.

Holy shit this is the most accurate post I have ever seen in my life

wait…this is a completely different gif set on my blog…

Reblog this and then check it on your Tumblr. Go on, do it.

Yes.

What? How? O_O

IT KNOWS WHAT FANDOMS YOUR IN

holy shit I’m trying this

(Source: toothytyrant, via rebornica)

carpeumbra:

kittengrin:

kittengrin:

carpeumbra:

kittengrin:

carpeumbra:

Fifty Shades of Domestic Abuse

50 Shades of Damaging Stereotypes 

Fifty Shades of Wanna Guess How Many People Will Be Hospitalized Due To Flesh Wounds From Improper Knots After The Movie?

50 Shades of Glorified Abuse

50 Shades of Kidney Damage from Incompetent Crop Use

Fifty Shades of Pathological Violence Due To Past Trauma Isn’t Kink

(via masterofbirds)

If the signs were mythological creatures:

  • Aries: Werewolf
  • Taurus: Hell hound
  • Gemini: Doppelgänger
  • Cancer: Banshee
  • Leo: Fairy
  • Virgo: Angel
  • Libra: Nymph
  • Scorpio: Siren
  • Sagittarius: Ghost
  • Capricorn: Mermaid
  • Aquarius: Vampire
  • Pisces: Shapeshifter

zahzu:

jack-the-skeleton-king:

sasumeoshima-exorcist:

physicscomicsandahighiq:

Those rp partners who can take a rp from this:

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to this in less than a hundred notes:

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When you’re that rp partner:

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They found me…

THESE ARE THE BEST PARTNERS, THO… LOL…. <3

(Source: storiesxtheend, via psychorrhax)

steampoweredcupcake:

can someone write a book about this
people who track wishes and assign agents to make them happen
like a sci-fi fairy godmother sort of thing

steampoweredcupcake:

can someone write a book about this

people who track wishes and assign agents to make them happen

like a sci-fi fairy godmother sort of thing

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the-cyanide-exploder:

lisipuska:

xtvengeance:

You know, for such a shitty planet, Balmorra has the best music.

Yeah, the music on Balmorra’s the best, surprisingly.

Balmorra has had its fair shares of shitty moments, but I overall loved the planet from both sides.

Call this an experiment. Reblog if you have OCs that you adore

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