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This is my spam account. I just post whatever is on my mind. It gets really random.

[idontremembertypingthis]

I hate how I can just randomly remember how much I love a character so I end up having to try to explain to my family why I'm shrieking and near sobbing at dinner

[fearnotthepen]

I don’t understand why books have shifted from having summaries on the back of the covers to having one-line reviews.

Seriously though. I want to know what the book is about. Not that someone from the Evening Standard thinks it’s a masterpiece. 

[lediableaquatre-deactivated2015]

I have been waiting for this post my whole life.

[princekarkat]

art takes hours to produce and seconds to consume so dont act suprised when artists get upset when their posts only get likes and no reblogs

similarly a piece of writing that takes a few minutes to read could have weeks of work behind it… dont take creativity for granted when ur getting it for free

[bookofmirth]

[stephaniecheryl]

I love it when I’m reading a book and I’m not just (super) into it, I’m obsessed with it. Like, it’s all I can think about. It’s all I want to be doing. I’m tempted to read it everywhere and anywhere. While the car heats up, when I’m at a stoplight, during meals, breaks at work, literally any chance I get.

[cheritzteam]

[01.24.2018] Thank-you letter from Cheritz Team

Hello, everyone.

This is Cheritz.

560 days have passed since the release of Mystic Messenger.

We have received lots of love from all our users ever since the launch of the game.

We would like to give you a little peek of the love and support we’ve got, our main source of happiness that makes us work for more enjoyable games.

The letters sent to Cheritz Team. Yes, we read all of your messages. Thank you so much!

The fan-made book contains touching stories written in Korean. 707’s doll talks when his hand is pressed. Thank you for the gifts!

There is a user who donated all her profit made with her self-made fan book. We will send a gift to this user.. How cool is that?!

With all the love given to us in various ways, we feel that making games is our mission in life.

Whether you

play your game silently,

get touched by the story,

share your thoughts through various social networks,

introduce the game to your friend,

burn with an urge to make your own creation after the game,

draw a picture or write a story about the game,

send us bug reports,

check on Cheritz SNS,

think of our characters or story before you sleep,

decide to make a different choice because of the game’s story,

select a job you always wished for with the courage from the game,

or eating your meal because of the game’s messages…

please remember that these small actions you take make us work harder. :)

We will always pray that you stay healthy and happy, with courage to make a step for your wish and faith in yourself through our game.

We wish that 2018 will be a year where love circulates among Cheritz, the users, and the world.

Thank you all the time. We’ll see you in the game!

January 23rd, 2018

Sincerely,

Cheritz Team

[idontremembertypingthis]

I just got this app. I'm very excited to start this.

[galaxyslime]

swear words are illegal now. if you say one you’ll be fined.

[zetsubobilly]

heck

[galaxyslime]

you’re on thin fucking ice

[galaxyslime]

oh no

[wheatbeats]

Whenever I look back on the early episodes of Avatar: the Last Airbender, I realize that Iroh was probably acting a little ridiculous on purpose. He knows that Zuko still has fresh emotional wounds from his cruel, uncompromising father and sadistic sister, and the one source of softness and warmth in his life, his mother, is long gone. Iroh always tried to be a friend to Zuko, but now that his nephew has been scarred and banished, he tries to be goofy and funny and carefree so desperately hard because all he wants is for Zuko to smile and relax again.  If making a fool out of himself is what he has to do, he’d do it a hundred times over.

[adora-korra]

how dare you give me iroh feels all these years later

[morkaischosen]

that, and it gives him cover to slow things down.

he doesn’t want to capture the Avatar, but he can’t tell Zuko that; he needs time to help his nephew get out of the mindset Ozai’s abuse taught him.

nobody’s going to listen to him if he just tells them to stop - it’s too blatant a betrayal of the Fire Lord’s wishes - but he can play the buffoon; when they get too close, he can lose a piece of his pai sho set and delay the entire operation to replace it.

because he’s a loving uncle, and this is what Zuko needs on that level; but he’s also a genius strategist and an experienced conspirator, and this serves his purposes on a few levels

there’s even a pretty damn direct implication that he’s doing this deliberately. it’s easy to miss at the time, because you don’t have the context, but that first time we see Iroh delay Zuko and the soldiers chasing Aang? it is, as I mentioned, when he loses a piece of his pai sho set, only to realise he’d been carrying it all along

specifically, it’s the White Lotus tile - the one that gave its name to the order of benevolent meddlers he’s secretly been a member of this whole time. there’s no way that’s a coincidence.

[heroineimages]

Pretty sure I’ve said this before, but Uncle Iroh is possibly the most brilliantly sophomoric character ever written. 

[snowthunder]

I think we need to talk about the under appreciated Window Seat fandom

I mean really? With the book shelves?

It’s like an alcove of happiness.

You want a whole row of individual seats? Fine, here you go. 

Or how about a whole window bed for those snugglers out there.

Curtains.. Guys this one has curtains.

Seriously? This is basically a glass cube of bliss.

 You can even get them with corners! Not enough corners? Okay.

Ba-BAM!! Corners for cocooning. 

There’s also the Roman-esque themed seat for the historians out there. 

 If you don’t want to snuggle up in blankets with hot cocoa in this then I don’t even know why you’re on this planet. I mean dat stonework. 

This one’s an entire rectangle. Just imagine all the cuddling that could happen in there. It’s practically a fortress.

This one’s fucking curved okay? it’s just chillin, up of the ground, and curved for your lounging convenience. 

don’t like rectangles or square? Okay. Have a fucking trapezoid seat.

[tntwme]

Best. Post. Ever.

[the-heir-of-terrasen]

Reading bliss

[idontremembertypingthis]

GET ME A MAN LIKE TERENCE FROM THE FUCKING TINKERBELL MOVIES.

[motivation-and-fitness]

[writing-prompt-s]

You’re in charge of assigning every child on Earth the monster under their bed. One child in particular has caused every monster assigned to him/her to quit. You decide to assign yourself.

[kittenwiskers]

Case: #273402 Status: Disastrous.

I stare at the file and realize I have no options, over the last 2 years every monster assigned to Charlotte Dower has quit, every last one. Her first monster; a giant goldfish-faced humanoid named Bubba, had been with her for four years, and then she wasn’t scared of him anymore. After that it was a string of different common, uncommon, and rare monsters… I even assigned a sentient sock monster to her. He came back crying! I look on my tablet, only one assignable monster left; myself. Field work has never been my cup of tea, but desperate times call for desperate measures. So at 8:03 pm, after Mrs. Gideon tucks in Charlotte and her little brother Daniel; I slither into the space beneath Charlotte’s bed. Across the room underneath Daniel’s crib is a rookie, Chico, a standard Creep kind of monster. I turn my attention to the bed above me, Charlotte is still awake but barely, I reach up over the bed and run an ice cold finger over her cheek, silence, so I do it again. “I’m not afraid of you monster!” She whispers, but her voice is shaking. I can see a small clock on the wall 8:14, a door somewhere in the house slams and there is an audible hitch of breath from above me. A few minutes go by I can hear Francis Gideon yelling at his wife. There are heavy footsteps on the stairs, and loud panting breaths, Charlotte scrambles off the bed and… She. CRAWLS. Under. The. Bed. With. Me. “Move. Over!” Charlotte hisses at me. I do. The door to the bedroom slams open and I smell the stench of human intoxicants before the man even steps inside. I know why Charlotte isn’t afraid of any of my monsters; she’s afraid of her own. Francis reaches a hand under the bed and I thrust my wrist into it, he starts to pull, I slither out. “What the…” I cut Francis’s next words off by unfolding to my full 12 foot height. Looming over the drunken man I caress my cold fingers down his face. “If you ever touch, scare, or harm my child again, I will find you, and I will do the same to you, for all eternity.” I promise to him. As Francis runs from the room he soils himself. I pull Charlotte from under the bed, tuck her back under her covers and kiss her forehead goodnight. “I’ll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling.” Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed.

[bi-est-witch-of-middleearth]

WELL GODAMN, WE HAVE OURSELVES A WINNER

[gabbyzvolt25]

Holy shit I’m gonna cry that’s beautiful.

[fairlyfunctioning]

Every single cursed moment of my tumblr existence has led me here. I am whole. I am complete.

[dis-is-tomskittyjamas]

difference between reading smut and fluff 

smut/ rated M and E: 

pokerface sage level

frozen af

slight mouth twitching

less breathing/no breathing at all

often reads at exposed public spaces

CHILL AF

fluff:

tendency to break things

screaming

raptor noises

more screaming

fanning self

chill level at -0

hits everything and everyone

always on the verge of cardiac arrest

abnormal heart rate

external manifestation of the devil high on rainbow weed

‘bitch you dont touch me while im reading this or i will hurt you’

[uwukiri]

Me: *drinks tea* so what’s it like being a casual fan

[srsfunny]

Canadian Nightmare

[spider-hands-mannos-deactivated]

JESUS CHRIST WHO THE FUCK LET THAT EXIST

[digitaldiscipline]

The Canadian regionalization DLC for Nyan Cat looks amazing.

[rehfan]

This is nothing I wanted and yet everything I ever needed

Bless you Canada and your gigantic dinosaur snowplow monsters

[thanos-the-dad-titan]

Woo woo, motherfucker!

[becausedragonage]

@a-mahariels-travels

[cluegrrl]

Goddamned Mezolithic Megafauna’s what that is. Goddamned warranty expired on those things centuries ago, but do they care? Do they go decently extinct, like the ground sloth, gigantopethicus, or wooly rhino? Fuck that, they’re doing downhill runs on your favorite skiing course is what. Because Fuck it, is why.

[rembrandtswife]

Now I understand why moose are built the way they are.

It’s so they can gallop untrammelled through six-odd feet of snow.

[emma-regina4ever]

Jesus Christ I read those mother fuckers could run 55km an hour but seeing it is another thing especially plowing through the snow

[killer-squirtle]

DASHING THROUGH THE SNOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY

[copperbadge]

Every time I see this image I think, but do not say, “but what is it running from?”

[idontremembertypingthis]

L

[beautifulbookland]

Sometimes I get so fucking involved in books that I literally can’t differentiate between book worlds and the real world?? Like I go to tell someone about something that happened to me only to realise oh fuck it was in a book?? It didn’t happen to me?? But it felt so real??

[plasmalogical]

lets start wearing cloaks and swords again. its time

[beautifulbookland]

Hi yes my talents include being able to ship a ship from a fandom that I’m not even part of