KING CHARLES

I am the Fantalord

[hobbitonmydick]

oh, you said foreplay. i thought you said ‘wordplay’!

[hobbitonmydick]

A Poem About Banning Trans-Affirming Care

“The Sinking Feeling” by Charlie P.

The world is unaffected

Drifting happily down their streams

That have carried them lazily, their whole lives

While I am drowning

In a current that I knew would catch up to me

It was only a matter of time

The world is unbothered

As they cling to their harnesses

Fastened onto them by God themselves

While I am falling fast

Through the air at hellish speeds

Because God holds no remorse for my delves

The world is indifferent

To the horrors written only in their “Holy Book”

And they claim the right to call us the sinners

So while they sip their homegrown sweet tea

And say “it’s for the children”

They don’t know that we are swimming in our tears.

[hobbitonmydick]

GUYS HE SAID IT MISHA FUCKING SAID THAT CAS IS CANONICALLY GAY IM CRYING HAPPY LAST DAY OF PRIDE MONTH!!!

[hobbitonmydick]

is nobody going to talk about how djinns grant your deepest wishes and dean had his whole life, his whole family together, but his dad was still dead, meaning that dean wanted john to be dead?

and I’m assuming he didn’t want him and sam to be close because he felt as though sam was better off without him.

[boywifesammy]

i mean, realistically, they probably just didn’t want to pay pay jdm for a cameo, but YEAH. dean’s djinn dream works so well with his characterization.

i think the important part of john being dead was that he died peacefully, in his sleep. his relationship with his father is so fucked up and deeply routed in obedience, hunting and fear that dean struggles to fit this man into his american dream. he genuinely can’t find a place for john in that sort of life, can’t see him as anything but a hunter, not even a loving father, and all he wants is for john’s suffering to end. for him, john being dead is a happy ending. like how FUCKED is that.

and yeah, i think dean internalized a lot of sam’s rebellion as a child. as much as he wants his family to be happy together, he believes deep down that sam could never be happy as long as he’s living this life with dean. so he goes to the very extreme of giving sam the perfect life he imagines, complete with the uptight stanford mentality and the pretty wife and the polos. only problem is, dean is such a self-hating, self-sacrificing fuck that his “deepest desire” and his “hell on earth” cross over in weird ways.

[hobbitonmydick]

This is a good point! But here’s another thing to think about: what if Dean didn’t want John’s death to affect Mary in a more-negative way? Like, he wanted him to go in the least bloody and brutal way possible to save his mom some heartache.

[hobbitonmydick]

is nobody going to talk about how djinns grant your deepest wishes and dean had his whole life, his whole family together, but his dad was still dead, meaning that dean wanted john to be dead?

and I’m assuming he didn’t want him and sam to be close because he felt as though sam was better off without him.

[hobbitonmydick]

Here, have this picture of jim beaver wearing an ally shirt for pride month:

[hobbitonmydick]

British person: yeah so I was hanging out with my mummy yesterday and—

Egyptian person: your what

[hobbitonmydick]

enough of all this “kissing” and “cuddling” nonsense. Imagine Sherlock taking a bullet for John. No second thoughts, no considering the possible outcomes. Just pure reflex. Then imagine John kicking the shooter’s ass (then shooting them with their own gun), and running to fall on his knees at Sherlock’s side. He’s got the detective’s head cradled on his lap, brushing his curly hair out of his eyes. Sherlock is choking on his own blood, trying to speak, only to allow more of it into his mouth. After several failed attempts at saying something to comfort the dying man (though John didn’t want to admit that that was what was happening), John just presses his lips to Sherlock’s. He gets a taste of the blood. But he savors the taste because it is the last — and the only — sample of Sherlock he will ever have. And then as the light behind Sherlock’s eyes gets dimmer and dimmer, John allows his tears to fall onto the other’s face. For a moment, the two of them are human. Then one of them is no more. And then it’s just John, a corpse in his arms, blood in his mouth, and a pain in his stomach. His best friend is gone.

[hobbitonmydick]

I don’t know who this Shy Beef person is but he’s sure been in a lot of movies.

[hobbitonmydick]

Androgynous people are literally the devil like who are you tryna confuse??? GOD???

[hobbitonmydick]

Sleeping? No, I’m performing an entire broadway musical to my modest collection of stuffed animals.

[hobbitonmydick]

The best thing about John and Sherlock sharing a flat is that neither of them have to do the walk of shame after they shag.

[hobbitonmydick]

John: what are we doing here, Sherlock? No, seriously, what?

Sherlock: I don’t know.

John: are we here to see the queen?

*mycroft enters*

Sherlock: Apparently yes.

[hobbitonmydick]

Again, for people who ship Bagginsheild:

Imagine Bilbo being unable to sleep, whether that be due to excitement, insomnia, or anxiety. Imagine Thorin comes to where Bilbo is sleeping, alerted by Bilbo’s pitiful groans and the rustling of his tossing body. Imagine Thorin lays next to Bilbo and they’re facing each other.

“Oh, um, hi, Thorin.” Bilbo says.

“Can you not sleep, master burglar?” The dwarf asks. His eyes are soft; knowing.

“Not really,” Bilbo replies.

And so Thorin pulls Bilbo just a little bit closer, enough to where the warmth of their bodies meet in a common middle. As soon as Thorin begins to hum in his deep baritone voice, Bilbo recognizes the tune.

“Far over the misty mountains cold

To dungeons deep and caverns old

We must away ere break of day

To find our long-forgotten gold

The pines were roaring on the height

The winds were moaning in the night

The fire was red, it flaming spread

The trees like torches blazed with light…”

It isn’t long before Bilbo finds himself growing heavy where he lies. His eyes, though he wants to remain fixated on Thorin’s moving lips and his caring gaze, begin to drift closed. And it isn’t long after that before he is asleep, the deepest parts of Thorin’s voice still hanging in his mind.

[thedankmemes]

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

bc of my crack fic people have been sending me every manner of Grinch x Tony the Tiger headcanon……who wants to hear the one that finally snapped me like a tennis player’s tendon

[deliriousdumbosdrinkingdilemma]

Please

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

ok so if the grinch and tony had a kid, it would probably be

have weird fur and an unsettling appearance (like the grinch)

be orange and into sports (tony)

so that child would be Gritty

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

I’ve never derived an iota of joy from this website and I truly don’t know why i’m still here

[yellowbuggie]

[yellowbuggie]

I am ashamed to say that I put a lot of effort into this….

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

holy. fucking. STARS.

[yellowbuggie]

Whoops my hand slipped….

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

how have you done this…..why have you done it…..

[yellowbuggie]

I can’t stop

[yellowbuggie]

Look at the kids run! 

[yellowbuggie]

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

Happy Grinch Day, Chapter 4 of the GRINCH X TONY THE TIGER FIX-IT FIC is up!

[aloha-from-angel]

I couldn’t breathe when I saw these…

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

Parent Trap but Gritty and the Lorax try to reunite Tony & the Grinch

[banana-the-hyena-deactivated202]

Everytime I see this thread show up on my dash it’s in more depth and more developed. I didn’t think we could reach these levels of insanity but here we are.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

buddy have you SEEN my tags:

#also the Lorax has ‘the’ in front of their name just like The Grinch so it’s a family thing  #WAIT WAIT WAIT  #this implies that after the breakup the Grinch raised the Lorax while Tony raised Gritty. Tony the Cereal Sports Mascot raised Gritty the Hockey Mascot. this makes Complete Sense  #Grinch likes solitude and nature and hates waste and commercialism–traits passed onto the Lorax  #Tony is obnoxiously extroverted and loves sports and is a Famous Pop Cultural Mascot. Gritty followed in his father’s footsteps…

[thesaltofcarthage]

I love everyone on this blue hellsite

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

I weep rivers that will one day carve canyons

[hobbitonmydick]

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I WALK IN ON

[hobbitonmydick]

every gay mf ever