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This post is the distilled essence of everything I believe in.

Also, gatekeeping basic rights so that even the “good” ones suffer because “just in case” is fuckin…..sociopathic.

addition: they’re all good for smooching

“Old friend” either means an elderly dog or an individual of the same gender with whom you have been secretly in love for more than a decade. There are no other possible interpretations.

This is blatant archenemy erasure and I won’t stand for it

Bold of you to assume the archenemy isn’t the individual of the same gender you’ve been secretly in love with for more than a decade

Bold of you to assume the archenemy isn’t an elderly dog

me af

Bout to reblog this twice and queue it cuz zacly

I thought ppl knew this? Welp

When people tell me, “Trust your gut! Follow your intuition!” Like, bitch, I have anxiety. My “gut” is usually telling me that everyone hates me and that I’m going to die. I can’t trust what that motherfucker tells me.

• telling your kid you’re doing them a favor by providing the essentials (food, clothing, education, etc)

nightcore? psh, in MY days we called it CHIPMUNK VERSION. The nerve of this generation.

Exactly the kind of response Doomguy should get when he walks into a room with other humans.

This is genuinely beyond big dick energy

It’s honestly Argent Phallus Energy (APE)

Holy shit

ALPHA AF!!!

I just love the fact that DoomGuy spots the keycard on the dude’s lanyard, and instead of doing a vicious yank, or simply snapping it off the lanyard like he always does, he very, VERY carefully takes it, and slowly pulls the dude to the scanner, before letting him go. For a dude filled with eternal rage and seething violence, that was remarkably polite of him. It was almost his “…Excuse me. I require this. Pardon my reach.” Then that poor marine. “Hey YOU! You can’t… be… here…” DoomGuy just casually approaches, looks at him, looks at his gun, and then still remarkably politely, just takes it. Doesn’t wrench it away, or kill the guy, or anything violent. Just reaches out and retrieves it. Again, like “You are doing a fine job. That’s a fine weapon. Mind if I see it? *takes it and walks away*” It’s as if he’s being very, VERY careful not to harm normal humans (or whatever augmented humans those armored marines qualify as), saving his violence specifically for the Daemonic. Kinda supports my idea that DoomGuy isn’t neccessarily a bloodthirsty raging psycho. He’s a guy who has seen so much, done SO MUCH… that he’s calm. He’s so far beyond wrath at the demons that he’s entered a weird Calm and just LIVES there. Nothing shakes him of it. He doesn’t grunt, he doesn’t yell, he doesn’t scream, he just breathes and moves on. New demon? Well, it’ll bleed like the last. He doesn’t revel in combat, he just moves through it like walking through air; it’s a function of existence for him.

Doomguy dissociating 100% of the time