i know lots of you might be worrying about what you need to move into your first apartment. that’s why i put this little checklist together!
- fog machine
Tag: Jess
Brendon Urie when he finds out that you’re dancing without him
Brendon Urie when you don’t close the goddamn door
Brendon looks S H O O K
Hello my baby hello my honey hello darkness my old friend
How dare you make me hear this with my own internal monologue.
My brain is too tired to handle this type of shit
Alternate Universe Where Bones are Called Something Slightly Different
[breaks leg] Argh, my boings!
im about to test the limits of discord nitro
we are almost there folks
discord you can lag all you want but you arent going to stop me from fitting the entire bee movie into a 50 MB gif.
Let me win, you fool.
is this how we play this game? very well.
my friends support me. i know within my heart. i can do it.
I did it…. I did it everyone. I’m the happiest person in the world.
We should have poly weddings but instead of taking a last name everyone comes up with a team name and that becomes the new surname
Consider: Hobbits unused to carrying swords, initially VERY unclear on when it’s appropriate to whip em out
Merry and Pippin have a disagreement over, idk, whether cake or pie is better and both draw their swords like ‘HAVE AT THEE’
meanwhile Aragorn in the background like, boys please, please boys those are sharp
Frodo: *napping*
Boromir: hey Frodo wake up we need to talk-
Sam: he’s having his nap sir
Boromir: Sam please this is important
Sam: *draws his fucking sword* HE’S HAVIN HIS NAP GO AWAY
Frodo is slightly more sensible & very polite
Frodo: *sees Aragorn with his sword drawn* oh is there trouble. should i get out my sword
Aragorn: …no that’s alright
Frodo: are you sure it’s no trouble
Aragorn: Frodo if i want you to draw your sword I’ll. I’ll say so alright
Frodo: ah, alright 🙂 just say the word
Boromir: *grabs Sam’s sword* ok I’m confiscating this till you learn how to use it appropriately
Sam: *does not let go*
Boromir: *pulls harder*
Sam: *still does not let go*
Boromir: *slowly dragging Sam across the ground* HOW ARE YOU SO STRONG
Frodo: *waking up* WHAT… is going on
Boromir: *holding sword like 6 feet up in the air w Sam dangling off it* um
Sam: I’m handling it Mr Frodo go back to sleep
And as a reward for saving the princess you get…
Amber 