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girlhood is touching your necklace whenever you feel nervous
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the king picked the guy with skull shoulderpads for the court magician job, which is exciting
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my scholarly physique and delicate constitution are not well-suited to questing, but they keep me around because i’m very good at saying ominous and unsettling things at significant moments
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[stumbling out of the wizard’s tower wearing five cursed amulets] dude it’s chill i’m still ok to fly the dragon
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My evil dungeon used to be infested with rats. Then I started imprisoning catboys... Sure, that solved the rat problem—but now the catboy population is out of control, and demanding great quantities of raw meat. My solution? Dogboys. I go to the library and look up books on dog-human transmutation. One of the librarians stops me. “Aren’t you that pervert wizard with the creepy catboy sex dungeon?” I don’t know how to answer that. The other librarians notice my stacks of books on canine gene-splicing, and start hitting me with old Martha Stewart Living magazines. “Get out of here,” they say. “Don’t you go trying to steal anyone’s dog for your catboy/dogboy dungeon!” I hadn’t even considered that. In the middle of the night I sneak to the librarian’s house and try to steal his dog, but I’m way too big to fit through the mail slot in the front door, so I end up just standing around for a while looking like a real goober. My solution to this problem? I return the following night with a ratboy—
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your humorous post has delighted me. i will now absorb it into my dark crystal
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dematerializing my lower body into pure mana to cast 5th-lvl Arcane Miniskirt
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collapses in your arms princess style after casting the biggest evil most fucked up spell you've literally every seen
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