My name is Shadow. I am, quite simply, invested in fictional media, mythological tricksters, a certain Machiavellian tyrant, and religion. I'm 18 years old, currently rebelling by being unemployed, and I plan to move back to my home country, Ireland, within the year to further my studies in theology. And if you read all that and are still considering following me, you certainly won't find anything worse than you might already expect! You should follow the Gabriel to my Dean instead, though. He's way cooler. (Previously youshouldseethespearmintrhino and deangabriel. Still technically the latter.)
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OH YES! LOKI’S HAIR!
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thus spoke dean winchester ”i’m gonna wear my tightest
pants to the apocalypse”
and so it was done
and the angel castiel looked onto
the righteous man and did utter a humble ”look
at that heavenly piece of ass”
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About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
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How old are you?
“ten”
How long have you been ten?
“…”
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
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I JUST BURST OUT LAUGHING THANK YOU SO MUCH DEAR GOD THIS IS GOLDEN
*dead*
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A cat with character, a cardboard box with a hole in it, and some drawing skill.
AWWW AGVAJHNJAMA
JESUS CHRIST
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Up!
I think the whovians have officially reached the same level of insanity as the sherlockians
we brother
Episode withdrawal does strange things to people.
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Once upon a midnight DEAL WITH IT.
I give a fuck, nevermore.
merely a bro, nothing more.
#suddenly there came a swagging as of someone gangsta rapping #rapping at my chamber door
Quoth the raven, “Swag galore”
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