Ms. Doom and Gloom @nailpolished - Tumblr Blog

My favourite characters come in three flavours and it's a) avoidant b) passively suicidal and c) in desperate need of a good, lovin' railing to get them out of their duty-bound, overthinking brains

(and that's why Jeremy Knox is my favourite bcs he has all three)

depsidase

flower-cute-posts

god gives his toughest battles to his strongest lesbians (Available HERE)

alyna-gg

"how gay are you?" yes

inejsgirl

jeremy knox, boyfriend of jean moreau and kevin day, after discovering the internet

bread-in-the-void

um?

verylittlebird

distraptor velociraptor = ———————-

timeraptor

quixoticanarchy

I do think it's kind of funny how john green wrote a book about tuberculosis that brought a lot of renewed attention to the subject and he's since become the darling of the tb world, speaks at tb conferences, my dad and every other tb researcher I know is absolutely smitten with him, and they'll be like "we love this guy! have you heard of him??" and I have to be like well yes, I have. for other reasons

sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog

"You mean the guy who got cyberbullied off of tumblr by 14-year-old anarchomarxists but then triumphantly returned as a coffee company?"

bogleech

You know, as the concept of “zombifying fungi” becomes more and more popular, I notice it still referred to everywhere as like a “brain parasite.” So I guess a lot of people overlooked or forgot how in 2019 it was discovered that cordyceps and other similar fungal parasites leave the brain and nervous system completely untouched. They only control the muscles. They use chemical signals to make the muscles flex in real time where they want to go :)

bogleech

It’s funny how many people are replying “but that’s worse!” like you didn’t know that’s exactly why I put a smiley

acegodzilla

fortyorfiftyforks

a charming young man capable of being terrible

or, another barricade day in the books

dungeonmastersconsortium

yeah, sure, it was the "power of friendship" that defeated you, and not my super cool "mega bone explosions" spell that I worked really hard on, whatever idiot

mythmagicetc

the way shane’s brand deals and ad campaigns made him much more recognizable to non-hockey fans, jeopardizing his ability to have much of a sex life apart from ilya, while also ensuring that ilya was taunted by images of him year-round…the way shane spent the my moon my man montage getting more famous and more awarded and more celebrated and, simultaneously, more and more ilya’s

schrodingers-slut

Steddie AU where Dart lives and Steve is upgraded to petsitter since his house is really the only safe option. It’s weird at first but by the time Starcourt happens Dart is basically Steve’s service dog and life goes on. Until Eddie ends up hiding at Steve’s place and in all the commotion everyone straight up forgot to tell Eddie abt Dart.

This is quickly rectified one morning when Eddie starts screaming while making coffee when Dart waltzes in from the monthly hunt Steve allows, covered in blood, and Steve’s already flying down the stairs, no shirt, bed head, one sock on, nail bat in hand, cause he genuinely thought Eddie was being attacked, only to notice literally nothing out of place except for the coffee grounds Eddie spilled on the floor. So he just drops the bat and sighs like

“Alright you don’t have to like the new dark roast I got but— dude stop screaming you’re scaring Dart — you didn’t have to throw it on the floor, man.”

schrodingers-slut

Steddie AU where Dart lives and Steve is upgraded to petsitter since his house is really the only safe option. It’s weird at first but by the time Starcourt happens Dart is basically Steve’s service dog and life goes on. Until Eddie ends up hiding at Steve’s place and in all the commotion everyone straight up forgot to tell Eddie abt Dart.

This is quickly rectified one morning when Eddie starts screaming while making coffee when Dart waltzes in from the monthly hunt Steve allows, covered in blood, and Steve’s already flying down the stairs, no shirt, bed head, one sock on, nail bat in hand, cause he genuinely thought Eddie was being attacked, only to notice literally nothing out of place except for the coffee grounds Eddie spilled on the floor. So he just drops the bat and sighs like

“Alright you don’t have to like the new dark roast I got but— dude stop screaming you’re scaring Dart — you didn’t have to throw it on the floor, man.”