Married life with Ellen and Portia.
Obito Uchiha orKakashi Hatake | asked by anonymous"The hole in your heart is something other people can fill. If you reject your friends’ feelings and this world just because something didn’t go as you wished, no one will ever come to you, and so that hole won’t be filled either. If you just run away without doing anything people won’t do anything for you either. As long as you don’t give up, you can still be saved."
Today was a long but progressive day. I was finally able to create the power armor and the power fist. Which will save my butt for so many things. I also made a gravity gun, seen holding the golden chest. Sadly I only captured 2 photos with my new homie villagers, but we have staffing now at Zombie Head Inc! I also found 4 Homie villagers who give emeralds, so now I have an abundance.
Just a lot of messing around with the power armor today. Hopefully this means that soon we will be able to adventure off with no worries of dying in the near future! And with my new tools, it has been a breeze at the workshop! I also figured I would show the Power Armor’s tinker table (the green hologram projector), the downstairs to Zombie Head Inc. (the part that isn’t for showing off), our newly redesigned storage area, and the abundance of pigs just outside our door thanks to our pig spawner!
It has been a busy day. Time to say good night to the Unleashed World!
Mod pack: Feed the Beast Unleashed
Player Skin: Kakashi Hatake
Calypso obviously doesn’t like cuddling. But Mochi doesn’t mind! #TheBabies #Cute #mochi #Calypso
DOG BLOOD-CHELLA RIDE.
six word autobiography: “fuck goddamnit i fucked up so bad”
guys i specifically made that sentence seven words long so someone could comment “but thats seven words” and i could say “fuck i did it again i fucked up” so we could all have a good laugh but no one said it. yall fucked up. i fucked up because i assumed yall wouldnt fuck up. everythings fucked up
*prepares party popper*
*nervously shakes the party popper*
*slowly falls asleep with the party popper*
*has a wonderful night with the party popper*
*gets married to the party popper*
It’s a beautiful evening in February. My wife and I are sitting at the fireplace, when suddenly a terrible image appears on the screen of my computer.
My wife looks at me. As I look in her terrified, cardboard eyes, filled with tears, she takes a deep breath, before saying with her shivering voice “It’s what you’ve always wanted, dear. Do it.” My hands start shaking and a lone tear rolls down my cheek. “I can’t, honey. I’m not like that anymore.” “I will do it.” a small voice behind us says. As I turn around, my eyes cross with my son; our son. “You don’t have to do this, Benedict.” I say, as I hold his hands.
Ignoring what I told him, young Benedict Popper-Are Optional holds my wife’s cardboard body in one hand, and her long, beautiful string in the other. With tears in my eyes, I turn my head away. A loud pop sounds behind me and I watch in terror as I see my wife’s confetti spread across the room.
"It’s what you’ve always wanted, dad…" my son says, putting his small, cardboard hand on my shoulder. "Yes," I say, "but not like this… Never like this…"
what the actual fuck
This scarred me
I Give You… This Sharingan of Mine.