Chats

Brotherhood of Steel: Listen maggot, you’re not a Knight yet.
Railroad: Listen tourist, you’re not an Agent yet.
Minutemen: Oh thank god. You’re the General now. Good luck.

Everyone: If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it
staff: oops

Vault Dweller: I have to find a water chip and save my vault
Chosen One: I need to find a GECK to help my people
Lone Wanderer: I need to find my dad
Sole Survivor: I Need to find my son
Courier: *yelling loudly from the top of Dinky the Dinosaur* WHO’S THE FUCKER WHO SHOT ME IN THE HEAD?

What I say: you’re cute.
What Im thinking: You are the most amazing, stunning, sweet, caring, gorgeous, adorable, funny, perfect fucking human being in the world. I love you to death and your existence in my life warms my heart. And I want nothing more than to curl up in your arms forever.

Family Member: I have an art project for you.
Me: *internal screaming*

In the 1930s: I’m gonna communicate with it
In the 1950s: I’m gonna throw the army at it
In the 1970s: I’m gonna scream in terror
In the 1990s: I’m gonna call Will Smith
In the 2010s: I’m gonna fuck it

Heterosexual: Fuck that.
Homosexual: Fuck this.
Bisexual: Fuck you and also you.
Pansexual: Fuck everything.
Demisexual: Fuck you in particular.
Asexual: Fuck no.

you: where’d they go?
you: this calls for drastic measures.
you: *reblogs their old work*
me: (from across the room) *tinny dying animal noises*
you: aaahh there they are

right-handed people: oooh, I can’t tell where to stop highlighting, how will I function????
left-handed people: the base of my hand is as black as my heart

Ser_Fredrick: hey ambris, if you’re an artist that specializes in drawing cute girls in thier underwear
Ser_Fredrick: does that make you
Ser_Fredrick: an underwear drawer?
Ambris: ಠ_ಠ