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Y'all it's
Cryptid Monday
I wanna see the worst, most unflattering pictures of your kitties. Some real goofy faces and barely visible cats!! (But keep it safe for work!!)
Did someone call for a sack of cryptid
The monster is hungry and seeks sustenance
As a child, I was always afraid of teenagers. As a teenager, I was afraid of other teenagers. As someone who has graduated high school, I am still afraid of teenagers. Teenagers will never not be scary.
mcr was fucking right and I should have listened
I hope Avengers sometimes go to Strange like “I need your help” and he’s like “What’s wrong? Skrulls? Hydra?” and they’re like “I’m congested and it hurts when I swallow.”
You think they ever approach Vision in a similar manner to complain about how the wi-fi router keeps kicking them off the network?
Well, NOW I do.
Peter Parker calls Steve Rogers at midnight and he shows up at Aunt May’s in full uniform, shield at the ready. “You said something about Nazis? Let’s go.”
And Peter’s standing in the doorway in pajamas and like, pikachu slippers, and he’s like, “The AP history test is tomorrow. I need you to tell me everything you know.”
Alternately, I’m now picturing Wanda going to basically anyone else and trying to talk about some issues she and Vis are having, and universally, they all just go “Have you tried turning him off and turning him back on again?”
There are so many good comments on this post but this one deserves a special shout-out.
Peter: So what do you remember about the JFK assassination?
Bucky: I think I killed him
Peter: alrighty then
this entire thing is glorious
THERE’S A HORSE…
LOOSE IN THE HOSPITAL!
I’m running a pre-bought campaign in a sci-fi setting
Totally not-shady NPC: I’ll need you to retrieve my secret cargo from the abandoned spaceship, but it’s very private, so don’t look inside–
Player: Is it a girl in a box?
NPC: …What?
Player: This is a sci-fi story, and there’s a box you don’t want us to look into. There’s only ever one way that ends, and it’s always with a girl stuffed into a box.
Other Player: Hey, we don’t even know how big it is. It could just be a cigar box.
First Player: Okay, you’re right. It could be a bunch of sex toys. How big is the box?
NPC: It’s… uh… six feet long by three feet wide by three feet deep…
First Player: Ugh. Okay, fine. Somebody pack a crowbar and a spare set of women’s clothing. We need to go get this girl out of her box.
uhhhhhhh…….
One day I’m going to run a sci-fi campaign of some kind and there will inevitably be a girl-sized box that the players are not allowed to open
And when they open it instead of a girl there will be 12 possums that immediately escape and create possum-related mischief until they can be put back in the box.
Christopher Tolkien explains why his father, JRR Tolkien, wrote down “The Hobbit” in the first place, when it was originally intended to be an oral bedtime story for his children.
(found in the forward to The Hobbit Fiftieth Anniversary Edition, 1987)
‘Damn the boy’
#have you ever been so annoying you caused the reinvention of an entire literary genre
a Christmas movie I want to see
It’s very relaxed up at the North Pole ever since the top demands for toys changed from handcrafted to mass produced. Most of the elves are in “qualify control” these days (very important to check those video games for violence, y’know), and Santa and Mrs. Claus are basically reindeer farmers most of the year.
Then, in late autumn, Santa checks his list.
He checks it twice.
He checks it a third time, and then he calls Mrs. Claus over to the computer, because clearly he’s messed something up and deleted something he shouldn’t have. Mrs. Claus waves him out of the chair, sits down, and starts checking the settings.
She goes very, very still.
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Reblogging again with this excellent addition
Hey who do I pay to get this
DM: “The orc captain fires his bow, and…that’s a hit. And he rushes, and…hit. And, bonus move, and…oh jeez that’s a *big* hit. I’m sorry, man.”
Player, sadly pulling out a fresh character sheet: “Eh, it’s alright. I guess in the next act y'all are gonna meet Boromir’s brother Faramir.”
I just lost six followers
Just like Slughorn, Albus Dumbledore collects people. Only, instead of focusing on those with influence, he looks to the outcasts.
The expelled half-giant. The young werewolf. The repentant Death Eater.
He protects them and gives them a second chance. All he asks in return is their loyalty.
And, if on occasion he requests that they undertake a certain task, invoking their debt of gratitude - well, that is no more than he is owed.
He once thought to add a certain disowned Black to his collection, but quickly realised his mistake.
Sirius is not an outcast, but a rebel. He knowingly chose his path, and chooses what price he is willing to pay for it. He refuses to be used.
So Albus Dumbledore abandons him.
Who gave you the RIGHT?
Dumbledore knows Sirius’s loyalty lies with Harry instead of him, and he has no use for someone who is not willing to follow his orders without question.
Ooooohoo if there’s ever a post that fits my aesthetic…
okay but then where does Harry himself fit into this collection? Is he an outcast because he is “the Boy Who Lived”?
Nooonono, my friend, that’s what makes this post so beautiful. Because it fits the meta I’ve been trying to get people to accept for years.
Harry was an outcast due to a childhood filled with abuse and neglect.
Vernon made him an outcast by dismissing his claims of magic, berating him, locking him in a CLOSET and putting bars on his window, and let’s face it, even though her editor made her cut it out, Jo intended for there to be physical abuse.
Petunia made him an outcast by enabling and contributing to this abuse, as well as making Harry do dozens of chores while doting on Dudley.
Dudley made him an outcast by bullying him and threatening any students at school who wanted to be his friends.
And the rest of the wizarding world made him an outcast when they bullied him for being an outsider.
Harry James Potter became an outcast the moment he was placed with The Dursleys.
And who put him there in the first place?
I’m here for this Anti-Dumbledore discussion.
This makes even more sense when you consider why Dumbledore deliberately made Harry an outcast.
Think about it What would Harry have been like if he had grown up in the wizarding world? Or, to put it another way, what would Harry have been like if he had grown up in a world where magic was the norm?
He would have taken magic for granted. He would have been less likely (especially as he got older) to view Dumbledore as a wise mentor and more likely to see him as flawed and capable of bad decisions. He would have seen both the world and Dumbledore as ordinary, with their good points and bad points.
But Dumbledore didn’t need a well-adjusted boy who took magic and the magical world for granted. He needed a child who would love the magical world unstintingly, even irrationally, because it was a haven from neglect and abuse. Even more, he needed a child who feared this world becoming evil and who therefore would not question someone that he saw as the ultimate authority, especially if he believed that obeying that authority would keep the world safe.
Even if obedience meant his own death.
Dumbledore wanted a martyr who would die for the wizarding world, because he believed that Voldemort could not die until Harry did. Which was why he left Harry with the Dursleys and let them neglect and emotionally abuse him for the next ten years.
To get a martyr, he first had to create a victim.
this isn’t my take on Dumbledore, but it’s delicious analysis and clearheaded characterization.
Uh, I like how the kids who were growing up with HP grow into sharp adults pointing out the strange, dark subtext of the series.
is he actually cute or does he just play guitar in a band? questions to ask yourself in 2018.
Please release me; I am tired. Edit: My friend made it better:
I want emo versions of idioms
Like, instead of ““you’re barking up the wrong tree” it’s “you’re panicking at the wrong disco”
You can lead a horse to Evanescence but you can’t bring him to life
thor ragnarok fight scene but holding out for a hero is playing
I am unhappy with how perfectly this works.
Why…is…this…so…perfect…
I just had a 20 minute conversation explaining to a customer what chicken wings were.
Did you say that they were wings from a chicken? @cheshireinthemiddle
Didnt work
I can imagine the phrase ‘BUT THEY DON’T FLY, HOW CAN THEY HAVE WINGS?!’ being used at least twice
It was worse
Can you please explain in detail how it was worse
Customer: what kind of chicken do you use for your fried chicken wings?
Me: im unsure of the brand, but i can check
Customer: no, what part of the chicken is it?
Me: im sorry?
Customer: like what is it made out of?
Me: they are chicken wings.
Customer: i dont think you understand my question. Is it chicken thigh, or chicken breast?
Me: it is made with chicken wings.
Customer: okay, you arent hearing me. Chicken is sold in different parts. What oart are you selling?
Me: chicken wings. The dish is fried chicken wings. Are you perhaps asking if they are boneless? They arent. They are actual bone in wings.
Customer: Im asking what *type* of chicken it is. You are making this way more difficult than it has to be.
Me: here, our menu has a picture of the dish. These are the chicken wings available today.
Customer: how can i tell what kind of chicken it is if it is covered in brown crunchies?
Me: brown…crunchies? These are certainly chicken wings. You can see the bone here.
Customer: can i speak to the manager? You dont know what youre talking about.
Me: actually i am acting manager until we get a new hire.
Customer: all i want to know is what kind of chicken you are serving.
Me: fried chicken wings.
This went on for 20 whole minutes. She didnt even order the meal.
This is the most frustrating thing I’ve ever read
why does Fall Out Boy keep asking me questions? why do they expect me to know the answers? where did the party go? idk probably Brendon’s Urie’s house. where is your boy tonight? idk probably Brendon Urie’s house
I think next thursday is gonna be the best day of my entire life tbh
reblog for next thursday to be the best day of your life
fun fact: a Zamboni leaking transmission fluid looks a lot like a hit and run crime scene
WHERE´S FRANCIS
