i don't even know what i think

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What is style consistency? Never heard of it. Another product of stress from work.

Lance finds a small alien bird, names it Drew and proceeds to tailor outfits for it as well as teaching altean curse words (and Spanish) so it can annoy Keith. 

I rewatched Season 1 and Season 2 of Voltron… every time I saw the druids, I could only think of birds and the “owo uwu” faces. I’m dead.

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when there are new cast i can just picture all the little friend groups salting about the other contestants… :’) heather and courtney talking mad shit while sharing a bottle of wine, the drama brothers and sierra, beth tyler and lindsay, team escope,,  all of them just chilling in their little pods of friendship

Another bomb threat today - this time at the JCC a short distance away from my house. Thankfully no one was in immediate danger as no bomb was found and it’s being declared a hoax.

But calling it a hoax feels so dismissive. If people are calling in these threats as a “joke” - it’s not fucking funny. The fear is still real. The message, that someone would blow up a fucking community center or, at the very least, thinks the idea of it is amusing- still comes through loud and clear. And it’s not just an act of violence and hatred against the Jewish community - though that should by no means be ignored or dismissed. But the reach is further than that. The JCC is a service to the entire neighborhood, regardless of people’s faith or lack thereof. As stated on their own site, most of their members are not Jewish. They’ve opened their doors to everyone and we stand with them as our neighbors, as our friends, as people who want to support the enrichment of our community through arts and education. 

It makes me sick to see this keep happening. And the feeling of powerlessness to stop it can truly be overwhelming. The thing we need now, more than ever, are spaces where people of various backgrounds, various faiths and cultures and the other social markers that normally divide us, can come together, build connections and truly empathize with one another. 

anonymous asked:

inflation is this weird kink where the person literally is inflated usually during sex i think its tied to that thing about swallowing cum and your stomach expands even though thats not physically possible just like vore

and here i thought it was people getting their freak on by a sudden increase of prices and a decrease of the buying power of a currency

story time: presidential edition
  • so you know how everyone has a story
  • you know
  • like the story
  • like if you’re at a party and someone turns to you and says, tell the story
  • and you know exactly what they mean
  • the story
  • well 
  • i have a story
  • and not unlike most good stories, it involves three key components:
  • barack obama
  • pre-2008 reebok sneakers 
  • and the absolute earth-shattering horror you can only feel after making the worst mistake of your life

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Masterpost of Cryptic Shit from The Adventure Zone

Because damn Griffin’s given us a lot of mysteries to work with. (Excerpts from the show under the cut.)

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ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ Iwa Sketchpage! Pick/Tag your fav. Mine’s bottom left corner for some reason.

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We’re going to save Kong

Tom Hiddleston as Captain James Conrad in Kong: Skull Island (multiple TV spots)

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                                there’s only one thing we all know for certain and that is …

Scorpius knows exactly who Albus is when they meet in the train carriage. He’s known for years that Harry Potter had a son his age who would probably be in his class at school. He knows that that kid is called Al. He’s seen pictures of him in the paper, of course he has.

Scorpius doesn’t even dare to dream of becoming friends with Harry Potter’s son. He imagines going to Hogwarts and having friends like Harry did, but he doesn’t think for a second that Al would give him any attention. Al is a Potter, and Scorpius is a Malfoy. Gryffindor and Slytherin, most likely, they’ll never even interact.

And then Scorpius is on the Hogwarts express and he hears the carriage door open, and he sees that stunningly familiar Potter face. The green eyes and messy black hair, and his heart stops for a second and he doesn’t know what to do. And Al has no idea who he is, clearly, because he asks to come in. So Scorpius goes out of his way to give Al every opportunity to leave, but he doesn’t. He stays. And he stays. And he stays.

And Scorpius pretends he’s just any other person. Asks what he wants to be called (Albus), offers him sweets, talks to him about Rose. Albus says he’s staying for Scorpius’s sweets, not for him, but still Scorpius has never been happier, and then Albus laughs at the steam coming from his ears as he eats Pepper Imps, and by the end of the train ride they’ve become friends.

That night when they’re lying in beds next to each other in the Slytherin dorm Scorpius can still hardly comprehend it. He’s living in a dream. Not even a dream, because he didn’t dare dream this. This is pure and utter fantasy, the wildest possible reality, and it’s his reality.

Albus Severus Potter is his friend.

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she’s a handsome woman || panic! at the disco

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I… Didn’t know this existed? I feel like people /should/ know??

I mean it gets weird towards the end but:

Cosette: “you’re so hot!”
Enjolras: “thank you!”
Marius: “thank you so much”
Cosette: “i mean, you both are but i’m gonna go with this one he looks less likely to die”
(*enjolras throws his arm up and leave* *so does everybody else*)

Or

Javert: “go on. Kill me like the convict you are.”
Jean valjean: “no. You’re free to go. Have a nice… Life.”

And the sad, tragic truth is that people never change, no matter how much you want them to.
—  D.P

Briana and Olivia’s periscope in April 2016:

“It just hurts so much when they say Freddie isn’t real, because he is! He’s just the sweetest thing! He’s so precious, and—”

sometimes i just think about the way magnus looked at alec when he said he’d give the forsaken wound some tlc, how palpable it was that he wanted to help and really wanted to heal him and make sure he was alright because he was so full of concern. it just makes me think about him actually getting to heal alec and being so damn tender with him, the cool blue at his fingertips glowing on their faces and the relief that would wash over alec’s features when the pain died down to barely a sting. magnus’s brow would be all furrowed and he’d be watching alec, pressing a hand to his chest to make sure he leaned back and relaxed and then once he was done using magic on it he’d clean the area gently, slowly and wrap it, eyes flickering to alec’s face every few minutes to check he was being gentle enough. but alec would just be staring at him with some kind of expression magnus couldn’t exactly place. a little wide eyed, a little overwhelmed maybe, and definitely just full of something. magnus wouldn’t think on it too long, focused on swapping out his shirt for a new one and then hovering by his side, fidgeting with his rings. “is there anything else i can do to make it better?” and alec’s eyebrows would go up and he’d swallow slightly, glancing away and then back. “yeah.” he’d murmur, barely a breath, still just watching him silence would settle for a beat and then he’d part his full, slightly damp lips. “kiss me.” magnus would be shocked for a second but then he’d glance down and smile, a bit surprised smile, bashful and smirking all at the same time. and he’d comply, gingerly slipping a hand into alec’s hair and closing the gap, their mouths pushing together slow and easy. alec’s fingers would come up, pressing against magnus’s chest and then curling in his shirt to pull him closer and he’d murmur something into the kiss, making magnus pull back slightly, watching him, wanting to hear what he had to say. “just… just feels good to be taken care of.” he’d mumble, and then start rambling how izzy and jace take care of him of course but it’s just special and it’s nice and he likes it and the way magnus’s magic feels and magnus would chuckle and lean in, kissing him again. “i’m glad.” he’d murmur right against his lips, moonlight spilling over the way their knees were touching and alec would sigh a happy little sigh into his mouth