y’all mention dice, laundry pods, bath bombs, but you’re forgetting the most chewy thing of all
forbidden pockys
what is happening
DEAR READER
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Discoholic 🪩
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NASA
Sade Olutola
Misplaced Lens Cap
Stranger Things
Three Goblin Art

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

Product Placement
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Claire Keane
occasionally subtle
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Janaina Medeiros
we're not kids anymore.

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@lucky4432
y’all mention dice, laundry pods, bath bombs, but you’re forgetting the most chewy thing of all
forbidden pockys
what is happening
mr. just-a-normal-ace.
Natasha Romanoff + Hairstyles
A Hufflepuff that didn’t want to be sorted into Hufflepuff crying on their first night and then being joined by some older Hufflepuffs who bring hot chocolate and other food from the kitchen to make them feel better, then listening to why the 1st year is so upset, and sharing their own stories to make them feel included and at home.
A terrified first year being sorted into Slytherin and fearing having to write home and explain how they got put in the ‘bad’ house, then being joined by some older Slytherins who show them a part of the common room where you can look out into the lake and occasionally see some of the creatures that live in there - ‘was that the squid?!’ - and forgetting why they were afraid in the first place because these people are actually really nice.
support systems within the houses for 11 year olds who don’t understand why they were placed in a certain house!!!!!
A first year being sorted into Gryffindor and panicking because they really don’t think they’re brave because they’re afraid of so many things and they’ve got some strong irrational phobias. Older Gryffindors finding out that this one first year is seriously frightened and asking them about the different things they’re afraid of. When one particular fear that the first year has encountered quite a lot is mentioned, one of the older Gryffindors points out that they must be brave since they’ve faced their fear so often! They all then sit in a group in the common room, telling stories about when they were scared out of their wits and had to do something ‘brave’ even though at the time it didn’t feel brave, it just felt like survival.
A first year being sorted into Ravenclaw and, when reaching the Tower and discovering that they have to solve a riddle each time to gain access, almost having a meltdown because they already had serious doubts about being smart enough to be a Ravenclaw, and now they’re afraid of everyone finding out and laughing at them. An older Ravenclaw noticing the first year’s shallow breathing and quietly saying, ‘being clever isn’t what’s important, it’s the desire to learn. That’s why if you can’t work out the riddle, you wait for someone else who can work it out. So we can share the knowledge.’ The first year being a bit doubtful, but then watching in surprise as the Prefect at the front of the group goes, ‘huh, I actually have no clue on this one’ and turns around to everyone else to ask ‘anyone?’.
AU where Minerva McGonagall has a little less faith in Albus Dumbledore so she does agree to leave Harry at the Dursleys.
But then proceeds to move right in next door with her wife because Albus never said that she couldn’t.
So Harry grows up with two grandmalike aunties next door, who basically finnagle him into living with them in all but name. It’s great, until he gets to Hogwarts because he keeps accidentally calling McGonagall Aunt Min instead of Professor.
I hope one day you wake up not bearing that heavy feeling anymore.
If you experience that moment, it’ll really get you hooked on volleyball.
“I could give you my devotion
until the end of time
and you will never be forgotten
with me by your side”
-‘Somebody To Die For’ by Hurts
She has a point
There are two situations in which I make extremely sure I’m going precisely at or below the speed limit:
I see a cop
Some asshole is tailgating me
This is both spiteful AND practical, because you can’t control whether or not they give you a safe following distance for the speed you’re travelling, but you CAN reduce the speed you both have to travel, having the triple benefit of A) increasing the likelihood that they’ll have enough time to stop without rear-ending you. B) lowering the speed of any possible collision and thus the severity and C) Pissing the fucker the fuck off.
I feel so valid now
This is the same generation that were eating Tide Pods and filming themselves online
Yeah, good leadership
Oh shut up you fucking mook
When I was a teen we were planking on five story buildings
In the 90’s you’d play chicken with actual moving cars
Back in the 60’s you had teenagers piling into phone booths, squishing each other, a suffocation risk
Human kids do stupid shit but stupidity isn’t a sign of lack of intelligence, just sense
These kids now are fucking ready to lynch your entire shitty system and I’m so excited to watch you and your fucking dinosaur friends burn
Literally the best post I’ve ever seen
@wolfthedragon
person: *insults my coping mechanisms*
me:
someone just started blasting the indiana jones theme music on this train and i can’t tell who it is
but bless them
Apparently if you play the Indiana Jones theme music at an archaeological dig like half the people reach for their phones
#the other half reach for their phones if you play the jurassic park theme
There are only two genders: Jurassic Park and Indiana Jones
me writing dialogue: “what is man but a vessel through which a higher entity may see? what is his purpose? must he find a purpose? we are but stardust; the universe comprehending itself.”
me writing action: they ran real fast from the bad men aand legs hurty
me writing action: Her legs pounded against the earth, the familiar jolt grounding her like nothing else could. Magic, gods, royalty—she didn’t know anything about that. But running? That’s something she’d been doing since day one.
me writing dialogue: “I dunno man whatchu wanna do” “I dunno. What do you think?” “Hey man I don’t know”
me writing action: room go boom
me writing dialogue: noppity nope, that ain’t dope
The holy trinity of writing
JUNGKOOK’S BDAY COUNTDOWN D-1: jungoo things
MY DAD GAVE ME A GOLDEN GAYTIME IVE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER
I DIDNT REALISE HOW THIS MIGHT SOUND TO NON-AUSTRALIANS IM REALLY SORRY
i feel like you australians are just fucking with us now
useless ancient roman law facts
if you call someone to witness and they refused to show up, you are legally entitled to stand outside their house and scream, but only every third day
you can sell your son into slavery once or twice, but after the third time he doesn’t have to put up with that shit anymore
no wailing allowed at funerals
also you can only have ONE funeral per person, don’t get greedy
if your neighbor’s tree has a branch hanging into your yard, you can legally cut down the entire fucking tree
however, if some of your neighbor’s fruit from his dumb tree falls into your yard, he can legally come into your yard to snoop around get it
if you call someone to witness and they’re too sick or old to get to court themselves, you have to provide a cart for them to come in, but it doesn’t have to be, like, a nice cart if you don’t want it to