Halloweentown (1998)
The Scooby-Doo Project (1999)
fun fact this special scared so many kids so fucking badly (b/c the blair witch aspect was played weirdly straight) that CN never aired it again
you’re telling me this is real and not a shitpost
I seriously thought this shit was fake until I looked it up
that one time a parody of a fake found footage film is believed to be fake until footage is found.
ALL 👏🏾 OF 👏🏾 THEM 👏🏾
This post goes harder than any post has ever gone before.
Be Not Inhospitable To Stranger Lest They Be Angles In Disguise
Shakespeare & Company Paris
Photo: Dieter Krehbiel
This is so wholesome
Update: he finally got the cat to the vet to see if she had a microchip
I was already on board with his sweet wholesome open-to-love-and-nurturing heart but I was fully unprepared for getting to that last tweet and seeing how off the hook HOT dude is
https://twitter.com/pariszarcilla?lang=en heres his twitter is here there is also additonal cat photos of his children.
CAT DAD IS BACK
aww, the kids grow up so fast. ;-;
HHHHHHHH I LOVE CAT DAD!
This is, by far, the single most adorable fucking thing I have ever seen.
update:
I love that he kept …. All of them.
I’ve reblogged the earlier part of this thread before, and the new stuff makes it even better.
This is the Tumblr equivalent of a warm hug on a cold day.
You’re welcome.
I remember this thread, but I never saw the grown-up pics ❤
Fun fact: Cheetahs only attack prey that runs
jesus that is good to know.
Yup, that’s the point you just stay still and let it do whatever the fuck it wants that doesn’t involved you getting eaten.
REALLY FUN FACT for big cats cheetahs are fucking docile as shit
my grandfather ran a cheetah sanctuary in south africa and he’d just lie with them and sleep among them and they’d rub against him and chirp at him they’re big fucking babies
Another Fun Fact: Cheetahs are incredibly nervous animals. One of the (many) reason’s they’re going extinct is that cheetahs are so sensitive and nervous, some of them are literally too nervous to breed. Others will breed, but stress themselves out so much, they’ll lose their cubs. So zoos with breeding programs had to figure out how to make cheetahs comfortable enough to first of all, get laid and secondly - not spazz themselves into miscarrying. So what’d they do? They gave the cheetah’s their very own Service Dogs! The dogs make them feel safe, protected and secure!
AJHHHHFDDGHH SO PRECIOUS
this post just got so much better
THIS IS OFFICIALLY MY FAVOURITE POST
This is the greatest thing I’ve seen all day.
Dogs are truly angels.
The San Diego zoo has this program! The dogs get their own bios on the enclosure and they run around and play and it’s the cutest thing
BABIES
look i don’t give a shit how “heartbreaking” it is to disown your gay kid, you literally Do Not Have To Do That. nobody’s forcing you to abandon this person who wholly depends on you for everything and who you promised to take care of and love no matter what.
bringing this back for gay knife month
gay…. knife? month ,, ,
yes, as in the knives i have waiting for parents who disown their gay and trans kids.
ATTENTION ALL GIRLS: Being a ride or die means staying by a man’s side whether he has $500 or $5. Not when he cheats 10 times and you stay.
“Ride or Die” also means that if he ever hits you, he dies, and you call your bff for a ride.
Loyalty through hardship is one thing, loyalty through cruelty is another.
Loyalty through hardship is one thing, loyalty through cruelty is another.
I know that as studyblrs we are often seen as 24/7 non-stop hardworking machines who go to cafes to work on essays everyday and grind until we get that 100% we deserve but to be completely honest with you I spent this entire weekend doing absolutely nothing productive and even though I know I’ll have to suffer the consequences during this school week for once I’m not hating myself for it and neither should you
the medical students'network
I haven’t seen an active network for medical students (and pre-meds) internationally, so I decided to create one!
What is the network for?
The medical students’ network is a place for students of medicine worldwide – to support each other, to share tips, to discuss and to grow as future professionals. Having a good supporting network is one of the most crucial steps in improving your university experience, especially in a subject as stressful and demanding as Medicine. It can also work as an additional factor of motivation!
How do we communicate?
Through Discord or another instant communication platform, a poll regarding that is included in the membership application. We will also have a separate blog/website for the network.
Who can apply?
Anyone who is currently studying medicine or on the so-called “pre-med” track. All nationalities are welcome, seeing medical education from an international perspective is so interesting.
Where can I apply?
You can find the application form here.
Application are open until the 5th of April.
Good luck, I’m very excited about this!!
We have already received applications from 29 countries around the globe! Very much looking forward to all of this.
in case you guys wanna know what modern high school dances are like, at mine despacito came on and everyone t-posed around this one kid as he fortnite danced like his life depended on it
to be fair, at a school dance when i was in school, a kid i knew had completely memorized the choreography to the gangnam style music video and the rest of us yell-sang what does the fox say noises at her while she did it.. so like, not much different. same soil different pot
if cotton eye’d joe came on everyone would make the neatest fuckign lines and do the dance in sync. it was like a cult. but hell yeah it was fun as shit
Freeze!
Everybody clap your hands!!!
we really are the product of our generations
Men of the world need to be more like Jake Peralta
i want more roadtrips this year. more time spent at the ocean. more trips hiking up mountains. more time falling in love with the earth, and laughing with people that make me feel at home.
I don’t care if I lose a thousand followers overnight, but if you think “tranny” or “shemale” are remotely acceptable ways to refer to a transgender person, please unfollow me.
The number of notes on this pleases both my ego and my fragile faith in humanity.
Adding on, “extra hole boy”, or “pussy boy” are equally abominable ways to refer to trans men.
Dont use Shim, shehe/heshe, chick with a dick d*ckgirl or c*ntboy either
and if you use “it” to dehumanize any trans person i will personally come to your house, break down your door, and piss on everything you own
‘Sissy’ and ‘trap’ are also utterly reprehensible…
Also if you call a trans woman futa I will kick your fucking teeth in
Please yes, im fucking sick of people looking at and consuming futinari culture and think that’s what we are
is it okay for a person who is not trans to reblog this?
Given the fact this is a legit list of words that trans people don’t want to be called/don’t want to hear, I hereby decree this post may be reblogged by everyone who wants to spread the word that these words are NOT ACCEPTABLE.
As somebody who literally had to tell one friend that “tranny” is a slur and “fem-boy” is not what you call a trans woman, I agree with this hardcore
Reblog if anywords that degrade, disrespect, dehumanise Transgender people is NOT ACCEPTABLE. AT ALL.
I HAVE THE PERFECT MEME FOR THIS POST
Spring at Dog Mountain (by Greg Hochstein)
Stevenson, Oregon, USA
when oscar wilde wrote “there are moments when one has to choose between living one’s own life, fully, entirely, completely-or dragging out some false, shallow, degrading existence that the world in its hypocrisy demands” i felt that
Taking the Long Way Home
Springtime above Salt Lake City - sound on
writer aesthetics
john keats: the lavender in sunsets, flowers in the rain, sunlight slipping through clouds, lazy summer afternoons, the heavy scent of musk, flickering candlelight reflecting off the gold titles of books, fireflies on a cool summer night, being wrapped in fresh bedsheets, the ache of wanting what you can never have, dripping sunlight like gold, loving someone so exquisite, soft lips and soft whispers, fingers through hair, names of lovers carved in trees, broken glass, the insistence of being perpetually dreamy
f. scott fitzgerald: mahogany wood, crisp winter skies with cold bright stars, the solitude of an early autumn morning wrapped in fog, empty bottles on stacks and stacks of books haphazardly placed in a messy room, pale bruised arms reaching out into the darkness, cigarette smoke just barely hiding the scent of alcohol, a wall of books all poetry and old and weathered, a bad thunderstorm occurring at the end of a beautiful day, the way tragedy strikes in your heart but ends up stopping your breathing for a moment, your favorite sweater, parties spilling into four a.m. with the stars above spinning and dancing, the contrast of blood against snow, a purple split lip oozing blood, black eyes fading to blue to pale skin, the butterflies of falling in love for the first time, the statues falling apart over time in cemeteries, the romanticization of self-destruction
franz kafka: the weight of dread that sits heavily in your stomach when thinking about the future, decrepit houses cloaked in mystery from children telling stories of people who died there, the way not even light can escape a black hole, the rich smell of old books, delicate veins in the wrist, ghosts filling lungs, shattered bones, raindrops on the tongue, rusting metal, nostalgia that aches, the way hope feels like a plastic bag over your head
h.p. lovecraft: the anxiety felt when staring into an unknown cave, pouring rain and mud, a child’s fear of the dark, thinking so many questions about your existence as you stare at the vast expanse of never ending ocean, the silence of three a.m., danse macabre by camille saint-saens playing on a record in an empty house, the possibility of aliens and the weird feeling it gives you that you can’t explain, unexplainable phenomena, strange lights in the sky in the dead of night, ouija boards and urban legends
jack kerouac: the brisk pine air of being on a mountain, travels without a destination, those nights where you’re missing three hours of memory, screaming to a lifeless desert about how you’re so alive, coffee shops late at night, car rides at night spent speeding and laughing in the dark, naps spent in the sun, novels highlighted and underlined with notes and epiphanies in the margins, the way uncertainty sits on the shoulders, ignoring flaws and loving life, wind through hair, depression as fog in the brain, impossible ideals, a quiet sunrise, walks alone, when you think about trying to discover all the secrets to the universe, dazzling people, open lands stretching out into infinity, falling in love with being alive
edgar allan poe: the ocean’s horizon inseparable from fog, hollow bones, a preserved heart held in hands, twinkling stars above an old graveyard, the way everything turns to dust, silent black birds with eyes full of wisdom, self-inflicted flames, perfection depicted as a rotting corpse, death as bricks in the heart, lips barely brushing against each other, glassy glazed eyes, biting into a lemon, heart-shaped bruises, rotting flowers on a grave, dried blood and spilled liquor, the hush of dusk when it begins raining, the intimacy of a secret












