No Story To Be Told
19/9/12 at 9:54am
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beautifulwhatsyourhurry:

macabrekawaii:

crimson-firecat:

unholystagepresence:

badgerbutts:

thinkin bout life

The snow soaked his fur and made the old Pikachu cold straight to his bones, but he didn’t move from his spot, perched on the old, rotting post that had once been a sign.
He had been there for a long time, just…waiting. People would pass by him, but none tried to capture what would have been such an easy addition to their Pokemon team. Because they all knew which Pikachu this as, and why he was sitting, nearly motionless, on such an old post. Nobody had the heart to move him.
Pikachu shuddered and sneezed. The area was different, very different. The trees of Viridian Forest had been cut down long ago, but Pikachu knew the place for what it was. It was the place where he’d first decided he’d cared about his partner.
He could still remember the ten year old boy clutching him, injured, to his chest, his heart nearly beating out of his ribcage in fear and exertion as he ran and rode from the Spearow flock trying to take them both down. He’d been nothing but cruel to the boy, but despite all that, he was giving his all to protect him.
When he’d fallen, he’d shielded Pikachu with his body, knowing that he’d be hurt, perhaps even killed, by the onslaught. Pikachu had decided, then, that this boy was worth defending, and he’d never regretted his decision to protect the boy, his trainer, his best friend…
They had had many great adventures together. Some battles had ended in losses, many in great victories…they’d made many friends along the way.
But all good things ended. Pikachu lived long lives, longer still if they evolved into Raichu, and because of this, Pikachu was glad he’d never evolved. It was hard enough, really. It was as if, one day, his buddy as just…gone.
So, Pikachu had waited, in that field that no longer bared the scars of a great thunder strike. Through spring, summer, fall, and now winter, he’d waited.
His vision blurred and he shifted, laying on the top of the post instead of sitting. It wouldn’t be too long, now. Not too long at all…
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“Hey, Pikachu!”
“Pika-Pi!”
“I missed you too, buddy. C’mon, let’s go. We’ve got a whole new adventure waiting, and I just couldn’t start it without my best friend…”



i love tumblr

Why did you think this was okay omg I’m crying

beautifulwhatsyourhurry:

macabrekawaii:

crimson-firecat:

unholystagepresence:

badgerbutts:

thinkin bout life

The snow soaked his fur and made the old Pikachu cold straight to his bones, but he didn’t move from his spot, perched on the old, rotting post that had once been a sign.

He had been there for a long time, just…waiting. People would pass by him, but none tried to capture what would have been such an easy addition to their Pokemon team. Because they all knew which Pikachu this as, and why he was sitting, nearly motionless, on such an old post. Nobody had the heart to move him.

Pikachu shuddered and sneezed. The area was different, very different. The trees of Viridian Forest had been cut down long ago, but Pikachu knew the place for what it was. It was the place where he’d first decided he’d cared about his partner.

He could still remember the ten year old boy clutching him, injured, to his chest, his heart nearly beating out of his ribcage in fear and exertion as he ran and rode from the Spearow flock trying to take them both down. He’d been nothing but cruel to the boy, but despite all that, he was giving his all to protect him.

When he’d fallen, he’d shielded Pikachu with his body, knowing that he’d be hurt, perhaps even killed, by the onslaught. Pikachu had decided, then, that this boy was worth defending, and he’d never regretted his decision to protect the boy, his trainer, his best friend…

They had had many great adventures together. Some battles had ended in losses, many in great victories…they’d made many friends along the way.

But all good things ended. Pikachu lived long lives, longer still if they evolved into Raichu, and because of this, Pikachu was glad he’d never evolved. It was hard enough, really. It was as if, one day, his buddy as just…gone.

So, Pikachu had waited, in that field that no longer bared the scars of a great thunder strike. Through spring, summer, fall, and now winter, he’d waited.

His vision blurred and he shifted, laying on the top of the post instead of sitting. It wouldn’t be too long, now. Not too long at all…

————————————————————————

“Hey, Pikachu!”

“Pika-Pi!”

“I missed you too, buddy. C’mon, let’s go. We’ve got a whole new adventure waiting, and I just couldn’t start it without my best friend…”

i love tumblr

Why did you think this was okay omg I’m crying

(Source: crscorp)

06/9/12 at 15:36pm
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firecracks:

Would you consider doing a gay, male character who’s out and proud?Yeah, totally. […] Besides, who doesn’t love cock? [pause] And then I remember the children.

firecracks:

Would you consider doing a gay, male character who’s out and proud?
Yeah, totally. […] Besides, who doesn’t love cock? [pause] And then I remember the children.

(Source: wolfclawed)

05/8/12 at 6:38am
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thisdoesnotsuck:

Brian & Chris
Post-A-Drawing-Friday. Prismacolor pencil on Strathmore, digital black background. Finally finished. I blame the cat.

thisdoesnotsuck:

Brian & Chris

Post-A-Drawing-Friday. Prismacolor pencil on Strathmore, digital black background. Finally finished. I blame the cat.

03/8/12 at 22:20pm
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03/8/12 at 22:04pm
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02/8/12 at 11:09am
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nornagest:

Finished Daenerys.

nornagest:

Finished Daenerys.

(Source: blamemarcel)

02/8/12 at 11:03am
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mothafickle:

#im crying becaus they have faces??????

#WITH HEARTS AND STARS IN THEIR EYES

mothafickle:

#im crying becaus they have faces??????

#WITH HEARTS AND STARS IN THEIR EYES

(Source: castlesbuiltintheair)

02/8/12 at 10:29am
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becausefuckyoudarren:

but what if now ryan just goes fuck it and releases everything and we get an actual klaine makeout in the back of a car 

Posted: 9 months ago with 557 notes (Reblog)
Tags: #omg #yes
02/8/12 at 10:26am
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mothafickle:

tealeafs:

tresbellemichelle:

My headcanon for Blaine is that he can’t bake so making Kurt cookies twice a year must be an adventure.

I imagine Blaine being one of those terrible cooks (like me), who burns cookies or under-cooks them. And Kurt just forces himself to eat them (out of love!), until one day he can’t take it anymore. Then he teaches Blaine the proper way and they live happily ever after. 

HIS APRON SAYS KISS THE COOK BUT IT LOOKS LIKE IT SAYS KISS THE COCK

02/8/12 at 10:13am
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crisschris:

Klaine - Box scene

02/8/12 at 10:09am
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29/7/12 at 18:22pm
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brodinsons:

iwanteverythingtoomuch:

ITS A FACE MASH UP OF TOM HIDDLESTON AND CHRIS HEMSWORTH
hELP
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brodinsons:

iwanteverythingtoomuch:

ITS A FACE MASH UP OF TOM HIDDLESTON AND CHRIS HEMSWORTH

hELP

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