|benevolent god:||okay i'm gonna set everything up really nice and make sure everyone is comfortable and then i'll zoom right in and watch carefully oops is your hunger bar getting low don't worry shh i have that taken care of i have a cheat shhh it's okay keep painting that weird purple thing i love you|
|distant god:||i'll set your life in motion but then i'm gonna pull back and let you do your thing maybe i'll wander the town a bit i'm sure you'll be fine|
|loki:||OOPS WHERE'D THAT DOOR GO I GUESS YOU'RE TRAPPED AND OH NO DID THE POOL LADDER DISAPPEAR I WONDER HOW LONG YOU CAN SWIM FOR HAHAHAHA FUCK YOU MORTAL|
— Me reflecting on horrible writing in TV shows (via 1beaut)
In the Tardis:
In the Shire:
In the Impala:
In the Pokemon world
At Avengers Mansion:
The Truffula Valley:
With the Hetalia gang:
YOU FUCKING FORGOT ALTERNIA
WHO THE FUCK WANTS TO BE ON ALTERNIA
THE SAME PEOPLE WHO WANT TO LIVE IN PANEM (EXCLUDING THE CAPITOL)
im crying harder than i did while watching puella magi madoka magica
this will never ever be okay bye i’m done with tumblr for the night
Fics with your otp:
Fics with a ship you don’t like:
Fics that never update:
Fics where your favorite character dies:
Fics that make you laugh:
Fics with a twist ending:
THE TRUTH HAS BEEN SPOKEN
|reads book:||*favourite character dies*|
|me:||maybe if i read this again he won't die this time|
In this time of term papers I wanted to draw my patron deity, Bullshitticus, god of students and general last minute fudgery, sitting upon his Golden Futon, attended by the muses Caffeina and Thesaurae, whose powers of artificial energy and pretentious vocabulary can be invoked in case of the all-nighter.
I like to think he’s Dionysus’s second cousin or something.
This is genius…
all wise words from the sagest of the sage.
when i say i want to marry my favorite celebrity i don’t mean just bang i mean like
i want to be making pancakes on sunday morning and have him walk downstairs in plaid pajama pants with messy hair and have him kiss me on the nose
I’d also bang him though
Like a screen door in a hurricane.
Dr. Seuss was not even in the general area of fucking around.
#everyone thinks of dr seuss as some sweet old guy who wrote kids books and made up cute words#little do they know he was the most hardcore political motherfucker to ever draw cartoons for newspapers of all time basically#he was of german and jewish descent and got bullied a lot as a kid#then he grew up and drew cartoons for the school paper#and when he got fired for being to fucking real for the paper to handle he made up a new name and KEPT SUBMITTING THEM ANYWAY#BECAUSE HE NEVER FUCKED AROUND FOR A SECOND#DID YOU KNOW DR SEUSS DID A FEATURE LENGTH DOCUMENTARY AFTER WWII ABOUT HOW WWII WASN’T ACTUALLY OVER AND THE NAZIS WERE STILL ALL AROUND#IT WAS CREEPY AS ALL FUCK AND MORE HARDCORE THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW#IT WON A FUCKING OSCAR OR SOME SHIT#HE DID KIDS BOOKS ON A WHIM HIS REAL TALENT WAS DISMANTLING FASCIST REGIMES WITH ADORABLE BLACK AND WHITE SKETCHES OF TURTLES#OH YEAH AND YURTLE THE TURTLE WAS ABOUT HITLER#AND THE SNEECHES WERE ABOUT SEGREGATION#SO FUCK Y’ALL AND YOUR CANDY-ASS VISION OF DR SEUSS
I think almost all of his stories have a deeper meaning and Horton Hears a who was written as an apology to the Japanese after WWII
love4asking asked: ((Actually, I totally agree with your head canon about echolocation. The Hunter is the most quiet of the Specials, only growling and snarling when they get close to prey. Their highest pitched screech happens when they attack, and they're able to adjust their trajectory mid leap. Bats do the same thing. Chirp midswoop and adjust as needed.))
((Yupyup! Pretty much all of that. I run this blog, write fanfiction, etc. based on a ton of headcanon material developed from both reading...
my dash is 100% dead so reblog if you post any of these and i’ll check ya out
- once upon a time
- doctor who
I want to see something, Reblog if you're older than 13 and younger than 25.
A friend of mine just lost her little boy to Menkes Disease today.
How many more tears am I going to have to cry??? It’s not even fucking NOON...