CREEP IN BEFORE THE RISE OF THE SUN
THEY ARE SLEEPING
HOLDING EACH OTHER
LIKE IT’S THEIR LAST
(AND IT IS)
OPEN THE VALVE
FILL THE ROOM
OPEN THE VALVE
FILL
THE
ROOM
Superaptural
Sam Winchester here. What’s all the hubbub?
Demons, ghosts, tangible spirits, mess these bads the fuck up
Kick down them beasts with the salt to get ‘em shut up
Shotguns to burnin’ shit, break it like a bear cub
Bowl cut to regal style, check out my stack o’ case files
Touch down with much pound to stake a frown on those that are vile
They go down like the ladies when I flash ‘em my pearly white smile
Whoops, opened a hell door, now these assholes gettin’ riled (up)
Flip of the locks, and I’m in them 501s like sexy legs
Know I got 3 cocks, and an ass for which the bitches beg
Passive twist, ain’t flaccid, miss, lightyears long ain’t nascent in this
Actualized frisk on the milk skin, make them rodeo riders jealous, they’re pissed
Ridin the cash, the chevy 67 free, the hot catches I encapsulate
Never since 12 have I jizzed ‘cause of masturbate (ion)
Oldest evils and sacred graves, eradicate, desecrate
I’m the chart toppin’ tart hoppin’ eldritch abominate (or)
Get the fuck out it’s Deany Dean’s turn
Blaze these motherfuckers’ ancient urns
Dark creatures’ advances I spurn
Along with the less than heaven ladies that come purrin’
Get the lead out on the highway with my four wheels rarin’
Rabbit’s foot to devil habits put in their place- not carin’
Try and take down a badass without a guy like me, we’ll see how you’re farin’
No lives I’m sparin’, think you’ve outmatched me? Au contraire-n
Bitches to the left, shawties to the right
Get inside while inside my Impala black as night
Clean up more black goo than British Petroleum might
My dad, my life, my soul, kick the shit out in a fight
Went to hell and came back, can’t count the dames on my sack
The verbal projectiles I fling, yo, you can’t hope to dodge this flak
Bedroom conquests got massive breasts, like a gaggle o’ cupboards they got mad rack
No god or otherwise-damned demons gonna seem ins after my fucking attack
Hey y’all, it’s Bobby! The dead guy, ya idjits.
Swear ya buncha morons wouldn’t be anywhere without me, dipshits
I enable your victories, should be gettin’ the awards like Duvall’s
But you a-holes always screw it up, leavin me space to shout out “Balls!”
Get out. Leave. My turn now.
Castiel the God here to lay it down for you WoW-
playing losers. I create and destroy, nary a speck of sweat on my brow.
If I applied to Earthly value, I’d be estimated at more than seven Dows.
Jimmy Novak was my first form. Disappeared, made a comeback.
But don’t call it a comeback, nomeclature inaccurate will incite from me a shun back
To the labyrinthine shitnest that you inhabit, my profundity is in habit
Martyr, angel, righteous inheritor, the universe’s savant
I invoke the power of all brothers, all life, the truth of all incarnated in my form
One gaze at my true definition applied to female corneas is ten lifetimes worth of porn
To the opposite of referenced gender, I’m the ender of all possible forn-
ication, they’re stuck to facin that their sexual pleasure is an impossible dream because I accrue it all, additionally I scorn
all others, the remainder of Existence minus Me
Worship the perfect being that’s in front of you, kemo sabe
Misha to the Collins, the ascent apex of etymology
This lyrical anti-pyrrhic’ll drop straight on you like bukkake
Supernatural mang, that’s what this rap is based off
Sorry ‘bout the vehement explosions, residue you can scrape off
Coming at us will result in the occurance of a face off
in more ways than one, that’s this mass’s aesop
What.
feels like i just spent way too much of my saturday making this animated gif of Ramona’s hairstyles
i think my eyes are broken because i’ve been looking at this for about five whole minutes
“Sora is a kid on an island and his island gets destroyed and then Donald and Goofy go to find him so they can find King Mickey and the villains want to open Kingdom Hearts except so does Ansem but it’s actually a guy named Xeanhort who was Ansem’s Heartless and Ansem’s NOBODY, Xemnas, is the leader of Organization XIII and Roxas is in that too and he’s Sora’s Nobody but he’s also fake(?) and Ansem is really a guy voiced by Chistopher Lee and like there’s this other guy named Master Xeanhort and he’s being fought by Ventus, Aqua, and Terra who are completely different people in the prequel game for PSP that nobody played because nobody owns a PSP and Ventus is Roxas which also means he’s Sora or some of that mumbo jumbo and WHY ARE TWEWY CHARACTERS IN THE NEW ONE WHAT IS GOING ON”—
Mitch, trying to figure out the plot to Kingdom Hearts (via aforextreme)
can this be
like
a thing
people who have never played kingdom hearts trying to explain the plot
i’d go but i almost literally nothing about it
okay, kingdom hearts II. here we go. roxas lives in this weird town that’s a hologram created by some asshole who is keeping him and his person, Sora, who he’s a nobody of, apart so they can fuse and get their power back, which is somehow revenge on Org XIII, though why he wouldn’t just mash them together without the tron world (figurative not the literal tron world later) nevermind. so there’s some Nanairi or Namine or whatever who’s also in the town who’s Kairi’s nobody but i don’t think she shows up later and she helps him get out but Diz, the tron world making asshole, tries to stop her, i think. anyways namine gets trapped somehow but roxas escapes and fuses with sora. then they look for mickey. kairi is kidnapped by org xiii to bring sora to them but namine’s still trapped in the virtual town which is still around somehow? then they travel through the virtual town and somehow get to an anti world with xiii’s headquarters but after getting mickey, then mickey meets diz who turns out to be the real ansem and wants to help them but then he dies. also sora finds out who roxas was even though he never met him and should have no memory of him and meets his old friends kairi and riku who somehow escaped and aren’t dead and there.. then they fight xemnas who is the nobody or heartless or whatever of a student of ansem’s (diz) who’s the leader of xiii now and they kill him but he makes a clone of himself but they don’t care and retire to their island then they get a letter from mickey and we can’t see it. ~the end?~
(Source: junk-food-king)
Why gryfons? Because gryfons are excellent creatures who need more time in the spotlight. In this story there are also wolves, ravens, dragons, owls … and no humans. I hope for this world to become a wonderful playground for fellow animal and fantasy lovers everywhere.
hey i’m a winged spirit at heart
this seems to appeal mainly to the “i identify as a greysexual autistic swan” demographic
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WOW COOL I SURE LIKED THIS BLOG BEFORE IT DECIDED TO RIP ON ONE OF MY FRIENDS IN A TOTALLY UNRELATED POST. FUCK YOU VERY MUCH
omfg jesus fucking christ it isn’t even a bad concept. it’s just a fantasy book. get over yourselves, OP. i’d love a book about animals being cool.
id love a book about me giving you a swirlie
i’d love a book that actually uses animal traits as real commentary rather than just “everybody’s animals so i can write sex scenes”
