It's a cloak, no?

[easel-eisel]

evil wizard voice: i too have a "doom scroll"

[izzy-mccalla]

rip mythbusters you would've loved destroying cybertrucks

[fellytones]

during a job interview if you get asked, “What are three words your friends would use to describe you?” just use some traits from ur hogwarts house

[but-ur-not-remus-lupin]

reblog to save a life

[glorious-spoon]

Hufflepuff: hardworking, loyal, responsible

Ravenclaw: smart, curious, analytical

Slytherin: enterprising, clever, creative

Gryffindor: adventurous, confident, principled

[libraford]

“Oh I love roses! I try growing them myself, but they never get very far.”

“Would you like to know the secret to healthy rose bushes,” I asked, knowing that she would not like the answer. 

“Do tell!”

Grin. “Blood.”

The customer paused, waiting for me to say that I was kidding. But I wasn’t so it never came. She became nervous. 

And before I could explain that blood meal is a common soil fixer and fertilizer, she put her hands up, spun around and said-

“Bye.”

You want to know the secrets to a beautiful garden? You better be prepared for some weird shit. 

[traegorn]

Well someone felt like being the ominous witch in the small, mysterious shop today.

.

…also, tomatoes like blood too.

[libraford]

My interest in plants extends beyond ‘oh look a pretty flower’ and straight into ‘plants are fucking metal.’ 

Evidently, you’re supposed to plant garlic in the same places as your roses because the garlic will repel a rose-specific aphid.

So what I’m saying is that between the romantic symbolism of the rose, the bloodmeal in the soil, and the fresh garlic all over the place-

You could really set yourself up for an encounter with some VERY pissed vampires. 

[sans--seraph]

Roses really love banana skins, too. Just… stick one in there before you plant a rose bush or spronkle around one that’s already in  the ground. They’ll adore you. 

[libraford]

Mmm… blood banana. 

[fattyatomicmutant]

I made tiny ass Home Depot Petunias blossom like magic that they’re nearly overtaking the trellises.

How did I accomplish this?

Once a week I bury a small amount of leftover meat in the soil.

[libraford]

My morning glories loved the crap out of the charred chicken bones I gave them. They’re already an enthusiastic plant, but the blooms I had this year were extraordinary. 

[dranikitten]

@thebibliosphere Well, if you ever get your allergies under some semblance of more control and want to get on Demon Rose’s good side, I guess

[thebibliosphere]

They also like fish too.

[beka-tiddalik]

You know it’s spring when you wander by the garden beds and all you can smell is the unmistakeable charnel stench of blood and bone mixed into the soil.

[crash-bang-boom]

Visit Original Link

Ask and you shall receive. xx Original post here Backing track here

[amethyst-skeleton]

Reblogging again, here are the transcribed lyrics!

Chorus

Jolene (×4)

I’m begging of you please don’t take my man

Jolene (x4)

Please don’t take him just because you can

Verse One

Your beauty is beyond compare

With flaming locks of auburn hair

With ivory skin

And eyes of emerald green

For years our town’s been terrorised

By the beast who takes disguise

In the shell

That calls itself Jolene

Our sleep disturbed by quaking breath

Eyes closed against the threat of death

That lies behind

The teeth of that Jolene

The closer that you get to her

The more those edges seem to blur

To something that

Cannot be called Jolene

Chorus

Verse Two

Your teeth are sharp, your mouth agape

Your claws rend flesh, there’s no escape

From judgement of

The Eldritch One, Jolene

But I’ve seen beyond that auburn hair

My eyes have met your vacant stare

But I’ve been told

I’m hard to scare, Jolene

Chorus but it’s:

Jolene (x4)

I’m begging of you please don’t take my man

Jolene (x4)

I’ll end this story just how it began

I’ll take your teeth if you try to take my man

End.

(edited from op’s corrections)

[keybladesoras]

#ICONIC!!!

[hieisdarkdragonchick]

This means that the reason we never see the x men is because when wade shows up everyone hides because they dont want to deal with him

[world-of-cats]

[meloetta]

i still can’t believe renaissance fairs are real

[meloetta]

it’s like anime expo for fans of the black plague

[zoby]

have you ever actually been to one or are you just basing this on that episode of family guy

[meloetta]

the implication that i’ve ever seen an episode of family guy in my life is worse than all the medieval insults that have been thrown at me so far

[eternalanimation]

When you’re a ghost and the new owners put ugly decorations in the house 

[stokerbramwell]

This is literally what drives the plot of Beetlejuice

[xxred-five-standing-byxx-deacti]

“Hey, look. I got the hammer. And it only took me, like, what? 10 seconds. 11 tops.”

[red-faced-wolf-deactivated20251]

The best

[ironbloodaika]

Glad he hasn’t been forgotten.

[ej-otter]

This person is my hero

[axocco]

we can watch them go by

[thedisappointedidealist12-deact]

~Paris, June 1940~

[theartofanimation]

Heather Penn  -  http://happydorid.tumblr.com  -  https://twitter.com/heatpenn  -  https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/607081461/tea-spirits-2015-calendar  -  https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/happydorid  -  https://dribbble.com/fastbee  -  https://www.instagram.com/heatpenn

[newshour]

What does it take to teach a bee to use tools? A little time, a good teacher and an enticing incentive. Read more here: http://to.pbs.org/2mpRUAz

Credit: O.J. Loukola et al., Science (2017)

[paranoidgemsbok]

@clockworkrobotic

[robotlyra]

“Friend? Friend push ball? I push ball. I do good.”

[robotsandfrippary]

Bees.  Smart enough to push a ball, not smart enough to not be fooled by a stick masquerading as a bee. 

[madsciences]

maybe they know and they’re just being polite

[artbytesslyn]

To the spiders in the ceiling corners: you’re keeping your end of the contract, love u honeys catch those tasty flies

To the spiders halfway down the wall and touchin my furniture: you’re on thin fucking ice babes

[yesterdaysprint]

Muncie Evening Press, Indiana, September 15, 1924

[whiskeycrutch]

Power move of the century.