

when you’re an animator trying to create an eerie and quietly unnerving atmosphere but you’re Too Fucking Horny
when u catch urself thinking wistfully about dating and being in love and being c*ddled and how nice that would be
(via funfetti-cakke)

“ It’s said that this Pokémon loses its strength if touched on the crown-like protuberance on its head.”
Ribombee, that is not a proper place to rest.
















