if kids can handle some murder and very dark themes in a kid-oriented tv show im sure they can handle some canon bisexuality

♡ Giveaway Time! ♡

Hey everyone! I’d like to thank you all for reading this <3

So, 2014 was beyond an amazing year for me…I exceeded so many of my goals that I hadn’t even planned on achieving until well after I graduate college; and here I am, only in my second year!

2015 is going to be amazing and a fun ride as well, and I’m looking forwards to meeting new people and going new places, both in life and my art. c:

So, I’d like to host a Giveaway to thank all of my supporters!

♡ The Prizes! ♡

The first place winner will receive one(1) custom Sushi Dog^® to their liking!

The custom can have any Common, Uncommon, and Rare features!

If the contest exceeds 10,000 entries, 15,000, and 20,000 entries, I will add in an extra more prizes — Make-Your-Own (MYO) Sushi Dog® slots!

Three extra winners will receive a MYO Ticket in which they can design their own official Sushi Dog and have it approved!

These will be Rare slots, meaning they can have up to 1 Rare Feature each.

♡ Rules ♡

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The Giveaway will run until February 10, 2015! 

Thank you and good luck! ^^

UNSTOPPABLE.

nyoom

I did not order this box of cat.

HOW ARE YOU COMPLAINING LOOK AT ITS FACEEEEEEE

it’s literally making the :3 face

imagine the most serious character you know

now imagine them getting scared by the toaster going off as they walk by

I never knew how true and realistic and non-exaggerated this episode was until I went to college.

Baymax Bento

Today in Solidarity (12/7/14): Following in the legacy of athletes like John Carlos, Tommie Smith, and Muhammed Ali, black athletes are representing for the struggle. Action big and small have an impact. Glad to see Derek Rose, Reggie Bush, the UM footballers, and others put the message before the money. #staywoke #farfromover

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Me:

I hate that I laughed at this

"Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there," and another one appears. And dodges the downward sweep of claws, darting to the side, bouncing off the pentagram’s barriers, and tripping over the demon’s tail. "In the Vatican!" she cries out as she moves, using the State Farm Agent summoning charm to modify the situation as she was taught, and mentally thanking her trainer for expecting her to be fast enough to do it on the first incantation.

Most State Farm agents, when they run into trouble, have to get the customer to do the jingle a second time. That guy with the buffalo was lucky.

The magic takes hold, and she materializes in the aisle of St. Peter’s Basilica, still holding the demon by the tail, in the middle of Sunday morning Mass. The music clatters unprofessionally to a halt as laypeople, deacons, priests, monks, nuns, and the Pope all turn their attention to the surprised demon whose fifth course of dinner has turned, unaccountably, into a visit to one of his least favorite places on Earth.

There is chanting in Latin, and vaguely cross-shaped gestures, and clouds of incense, and the demon vanishes in a puff of smoke, whether from the efforts of the clergy or of his own volition no one can say. The Agent doesn’t wait, fleeing towards the doors and escaping in the confusion.

She gains the exit and walks, purposefully, toward Rome proper; there, she ducks into the nearest alley. A burner cell phone comes out of one of the less-used pockets of her purse, and she dials a number from memory.

"Allstate," says a smooth masculine voice after three rings.

"State Farm," she answers. "I’m calling in a favor."

"Yeah?" Interest. "What sort?"

As she talks she’s pulling out her smartphone, keying an app that was activated by the summoning, and pulling up the policyholder data that enabled the incantation to work.

"Insurance fraud," she said, and can almost hear teeth sharpening on the other end of the line. She gives him the name, the address, the policy number. "Someone needs some mayhem."

"That’s my name," the man says.

She smiles. “Someone needs all the mayhem.”

He chuckles. Slow. Evil. Even with the echoes of demonic laughter ringing in her ears, she’s impressed. “Don’t worry,” he says, almost purring.

"You’re in good hands."

OH MY FUCKING GOD I just read insurance commercial fan fiction and it was so good, bless you, I’m going to remember this day forever.

its back

take my word friend it never left

my fave characters are trash and i am a garbage collector