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Cosmic Funnies
Sade Olutola
ojovivo
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Discoholic 🪩
ellievsbear
Cosimo Galluzzi
Fai_Ryy
YOU ARE THE REASON
Claire Keane
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TMBGareOK. The Official They Might Be Giants tumblr
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
bliss lane
sheepfilms
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
if i look back, i am lost
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@shoottheprotaganist
Communism means that all the boys can crack open a cold one
from each according to their cracking ability, to each according to their need for a cold one
The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of cracking open cold ones.
the boys of the world unite! you have nothing to crack but your cold ones
music genres are fake and made up anyway so here’s how i’m describing my music taste from now on:
music for witches dancing at midnight
songs that sad protestants would sing in a bar where for some reason people Only drink whiskey
summer indie pop songs that capture a fake rose-tinted view of adolescence never experienced but often romanticized
that distinct feeling some music gives you where you feel this like primal power like you’re channeling old and forgotten gods who are back for vengeance
John Barrowman at Comic Con 2017
there’s a portrait of cedric diggory in the hufflepuff common room.
nobody knows who painted it. the other houses speculate, but the hufflepuffs know not to ask, because that’s not really what’s important.
it’s one of the moving ones, of course. sometimes cedric isn’t in it - it’s said that the portrait has a twin, over amos diggory’s fireplace, and cedric always loved his father. but he’s there enough, smiling down at the hufflepuffs who congregate in the common room, watching them as they go about their lives.
the portrait is by the door, next to one of the overstuffed yellow chairs. students sit there to talk to cedric, with some modicum of privacy. at first, it was his friends, the people who knew him and miss him and love him. but as time went on it became those who knew him by reputation. kids seeking advice, help with homework. someone to talk to, on a long and cold night. gradually, he became a legend, spoke in hushed whispers to the first-years as they came in. if you’re ever in trouble, talk to cedric. he’ll always help you.
after the battle of hogwarts, when the furniture was mended and the new students hesitantly made their way in, there was another portrait next to it, of hufflepuff’s favoured daughter. tonks, known by one name only, blew painted bubbles from her world of acrylic and canvas. while students came to cedric for help and advice, they came to tonks to ask questions. she would tell the most wicked stories, and some of them were even true. when someone needed cheering up, when they were wanting to brainstorm their next epic prank, they went to tonks.
she wasn’t always there, either. another portrait above a cot, where a baby with shocking blue hair could look at it and laugh. but when she was, she was always happy to have people come to her. when they did, it felt like she wasn’t just paint and canvas. she felt alive.
hufflepuffs look after their own, you see. dead or alive.
*invites you into my blanket fort*
lets talk about feminism and harry potter
Bill Watterson is an insightful dude…
Calvin’s dad is a radical anti capitalist.
Dude Hayley Atwell is my fuckin’ hero
Me reblogging a negative or self depreciating post: lol same
Seeing my followers reblog it from me: I am perpetuating self hatred and causing beautiful and kind people to say cruel things about themselves I need to go to crime jail immediately
Misha Collins and Buzzfeed
His face about Jared and the chili cheese dog, though.
That was the face of a man whose nose has been through some shit
hamlet au where everything is the same but no one ever puts anything down gently, not even the background characters, if someone is putting something down at all they must throw it to the ground like it did them serious wrong, im talking flat out slam dunking anything in their hands, but otherwise the play doesnt change
Horatio: Goodnight, sweet prince [LIFTS HAMLET ACTOR INTO THE AIR AND SLAMS THEM INTO THE GROUND]
THE PLAY ENDS WITH THE FOUR CAPTAINS DUNKING HAMLET’S CORPSE INTO A COFFIN AT LIKE 90 MILES AN HOUR
SLAMLET.
“Alas, poor Yorick…” (Shatters the skull)
It is way too late at night for me to be awake because i am LOSING MY SHIT over this post
When you explain your OTP to a non-fandom friend
“I’m finally going to write! I have a great idea!”
Victor Zsasz aesthetic
Wrum Wrum ´3`
who? me? i’m deadpool
But like imagine if they did lgbt+ versions of gummy bears, like gay ones with all the colours of the rainbow but then also pansexual ones with just pink, yellow and blue!!??!? Like that'd be hella cool
