OOC: What is this account even? 

OOC: Rather Important I’d Say

hiccupthehairyhooligan:

I said I’d say nothing else…but what do I do when my friend gets all of the hate? What do I do when people say that she’s sick for “using her own mother’s rape as a shield”? Well…I sure as hell don’t stand by and let that happen. This is something you all should be aware of. This is what a little gif did. It turned anonymous hate as well as hate from multiple known sources on someone who was not even involved. Please stand with her. She is one of my best friends and she stood up for me. The least you could do would be to send her an anonymous message of support, love, or friendship. These bullies are not worth her time or anyone else’s and I wish this never happened. They won’t accept an apology so the only thing left to do is build up a person that they’ve tried to destroy. She’s a wonderful friend and an excellent rper as well. 

http://greatodinsghost.tumblr.com/

((Please reblog. Even if you aren’t part of the fandom. No one deserves hate.))

…Not the hot chick I was looking for. At all.

((asfghjhgfddghjkjhgfkgnregjnerkjnherhjnkrdcfgvhjkljh))

…Bring on the hot chicks!

lieutenantrizahawkeye:

((I feel like this is a follow up to that last one. XD))

((SWARLEY STOP IT!!))

((NOOOOPE))

lieutenantrizahawkeye:

((;D))

((Is that a promise Lieutenant?))

Daddy’s Little Girl - A Late Father’s Day Drabble

theamazingphenoiger:

knightofamestris:

((Request by Lieutenantrizahawkeye))

Father’s Day. Havoc smirked as he pressed what was left of his cigarette into the grimy ash tray set before him. He’d called his own father earlier to thank him for being a willing sperm donor. Of course, he’d worded it much nicer than that on the phone and his father had responded with a “It means a lot to hear from you Jean” as well as a “You should really quit smoking. I can smell your through the phone”. Once he had gotten that taken care of he had headed out for his own favorite Father’s Day pastime; hitting on women at the bar. On this of all days a man could be particularly successful if he knew how to play his cards right. Havoc had never been a man of extraordinary intelligence but he made up for this with his ability to strategize and to use common sense. At this moment in time he sat at a table with five women, two of which he had had his arm around until his cigarette had burned low. Now he was fumbling around in his pocket for his hard pack and lighter. “But as I was saying…” he drawled as he found the back and produced from it a long, thin cigarette that he placed in his mouth. “…it’s not bad that you didn’t have good relationships with your fathers. You have to move on and find yourself…a father figure. Someone who will take care of you and make sure that your needs are met!” Havoc depressed the switch on his lighter and a small flame rose from within. He held this beneath his cigarette until it had lit and then took a deep drawl before letting the smoke out of his mouth in a long exhale. Women with “daddy issues” always came to the bar on Father’s Day and whenever he could be there Havoc was. Leaning back in his chair he slung his arms over the two women nearest to him and grinned. “Daddy’s home.”

((Omfg don’t read this. XDD It’s kind of an inside joke that you might get if you have seen How I Met Your Mother. XD))

Oh God Knight. This is probably my favorite drabble ever, mostly because, if I drank at all, I would probably be in that bar sitting with Havoc.

I am very embarrassed.

((Oh my gosh. I love you. Hahahaha!! Havoc would be okay with you sitting there with him!!))

Daddy’s Little Girl - A Late Father’s Day Drabble

((Request by Lieutenantrizahawkeye))

Father’s Day. Havoc smirked as he pressed what was left of his cigarette into the grimy ash tray set before him. He’d called his own father earlier to thank him for being a willing sperm donor. Of course, he’d worded it much nicer than that on the phone and his father had responded with a “It means a lot to hear from you Jean” as well as a “You should really quit smoking. I can smell your through the phone”. Once he had gotten that taken care of he had headed out for his own favorite Father’s Day pastime; hitting on women at the bar. On this of all days a man could be particularly successful if he knew how to play his cards right. Havoc had never been a man of extraordinary intelligence but he made up for this with his ability to strategize and to use common sense. At this moment in time he sat at a table with five women, two of which he had had his arm around until his cigarette had burned low. Now he was fumbling around in his pocket for his hard pack and lighter. “But as I was saying…” he drawled as he found the back and produced from it a long, thin cigarette that he placed in his mouth. “…it’s not bad that you didn’t have good relationships with your fathers. You have to move on and find yourself…a father figure. Someone who will take care of you and make sure that your needs are met!” Havoc depressed the switch on his lighter and a small flame rose from within. He held this beneath his cigarette until it had lit and then took a deep drawl before letting the smoke out of his mouth in a long exhale. Women with “daddy issues” always came to the bar on Father’s Day and whenever he could be there Havoc was. Leaning back in his chair he slung his arms over the two women nearest to him and grinned. “Daddy’s home.”

((Omfg don’t read this. XDD It’s kind of an inside joke that you might get if you have seen How I Met Your Mother. XD))

OOC:

And you know what’s stupid? Crediting gifs that were not even made screenshot by screenshot and were done on some dinky gif making site. If you want credit…tag your graphics. -__- I’m personally flattered when people use my graphics. 

OOC:

I’m sorry for not being on much. I’m just really not feeling well. I’ve been in bed all day. I feel very puke-y right now.