my friend told me that her boyfriend got her a super cool rock while they were on vacation together and you would not BELIEVE my disappointment when i realized she was talking about her engagement ring
*holds your head in my hands* im sorry i let you down
Are you frustrated you can't leave second kudos on AO3? or third kudos? or whatever-who's-counting kudos?
Well, have I got the html for you!
Plop any of these in a comment (by copy&pasting the code) to make an author's day and show your appreciation!
It will look something like this (and will be transparent with white outline on dark backgrounds):
Feel free to spread and use these as much as you like! (and if you have ideas for other variations, let me know ✌️)
My GOD the twitter drama is exploding. As of today, here are a couple updates for anyone interested:
lmao
Probably one of my favorite random things about LotR is the fact that
a) Pippin did a Gollum impression in the books
b) Pippin had never MET Gollum before that point and never would
c) yet it was an ACCURATE impression, as it startled and was recognized by the orc he was speaking to
d) the only possible explanation for Pippin Took’s accurate Gollum impression is this: Bilbo, while telling stories to the eager children, must have imitated Gollum perfectly
Which also kind of drives home how weird it would have been for both Frodo and Sam to suddenly be travelling with what was basically the equivilent of like... rumplestiltskin... from their childhood bedtime stories.
“i ever tell you kids about the naked crackhead in a cave that tried to shank me?”
Ok so we all love a hyperfixation but does anyone else ever avoid certain things because you feel like you don't have the time to be fixated on that, or that you aren't in the right headspace for this to become your latest obsession
So I binged the entirety of How To Build a Sex Room last night and this one scene just cracked me up
The designer's at a western leather/tack store looking for supplies to make a rustic-style sex swing and turns to one of the store employees for advice, which initially goes about as amusingly as you would expect
So then she pulls up some pictures to give him an idea of what she needs
And he's Immediately like
The professional disgust, I'm living
wake up babes new picrew just dropped and it is so cuuute! ❤️
This one was too cute to ignore!
Ah, thank you @guardianofrivendell for the tag
No pressure Taglist: @asmosshampoo @pistachiozombie @girl-of-many-fandoms @that-sarcastic-writer @luna-xial @lathalea @legolasbadass @welcome-to-writers-haven @kitomon @blueberryrock @sirmacbethbeth and whoever else wants to join in.
Thank you for the tag @sketch-and-write-lover 💕💕
This one’s mine! My health and energy are way low due to me being sick and I actually learned today that my type is INFJ-T, how neat.
I shall tag: @tolkien-fantasy @beenovel @fizzyxcustard @ladylouoflothlorien @floral-and-fine and whoever else would like to join in!
This was sooo cute and fun!!! ❤️
Tagging: @ewokiee @steeevienicks @thetravelerwrites @shondlenoodle @minilev @meganlpie and anyone else
This was honestly super fun to make! Thank you for the tag @floral-and-fine ❤️
I mean i quite like my brain, i'm really very fond of it i just think it's a design failure that i can't pop it out of the ole skull basket every night and plug it in to recharge. travesty really
Hi! I’m not sure if you got the tag but I wanted to tell you I posted the master chief fic!
Hi! Yes I did get the tag! Thank you very much (the fix is awesome btw❤️)
owning a dog is the casual reminder that we are the same humans as the millennia before. how many generations of each of our species have simply chosen this partnership, over and over. he looks up at me and i know something my ancestors also knew: we were not built to be on this planet alone.
This is your daily reminder to not be ashamed of making your life easy for yourself.
Cut your food into small pieces, make the font size 30 on your e book, use straws to drink, get a pen that’s comfortable to hold, take more naps, walk slowly, eat another cookie, buy velcro shoes, re-watch the part you couldn’t understand the first time, write things on your hands so you don’t forget it… whatever you want and/or need
Don’t let anyone tell you how you should be doing things. We don’t need to prove each other anything
Prison guards: Iroh? Escape? Ha! That weak, senile old man couldn’t escape if we rolled a red carpet to the door!
Iroh alone in his cell:
I saw the video and thought "that guy looks like Jack Black", then I scrolled down to read that. Yup, sure was Jack Black. Also yes, the above is actually true, his mother Judith Love Cohen did indeed help create the abort-guidance system that rescued the Apollo 13 astronauts.
Wait does this mean people are unfamiliar with this iconic post
You thought your superpower, always hitting your intended target while throwing something, was lame at first. Then, you began to realize your power was not bound by the limitations of space and time, nor was it a superpower to always be taken literally.
think about it. how many phrases we have for things like that. we say i’m just throwing things at the wall to see what will stick. we say stone’s throw from here. we say throw the whole man out. we say throw caution to the wind, we throw a monkey wrench into things, we even throw someone for a loop.
you’re currently throwing a party. half drunk, one eye open, you’re googling how to make spaghetti bolognese with only two cans of tomatoes and leftover meat. when you type into the chrome bar how do i, the google search how do i get over a - comes up, and you have to put the phone down.
“i’m out of like, meat,” you say. “or like, anything.” (where did it go? did you throw it out? things happen like this, slippery).
tyler is slowdancing with himself, one hand on his face. “this is the best fucking party i’ve ever been to.”
it’s usually the best party anyone has ever been to. your mom thinks you could start a club, because she believes in you too much. “i want spaghetti bolognese.” you have to yell-talk; it’s too loud here. someone is chanting in another room. god, they better behave in there. someone else’s perfect night made your floor reek for like a week last time.
you pause and pull your stupid moleskine you spent too much money on (threw the money away on, ha!) out of your back pocket where you pretentiously keep it with its little bic pen. you write: data point request… can you throw a demon out of a body?
demons would have to be real first. so that’s stupid.
“i love your shirt,” tyler says.
don’t say it you stupid fuck. “thanks,” you smile with that same practiced grin. don’t say it don’t say it don’t - “i just threw it on.”
you have told exactly 1 person about this thing, and she’s… well, whatever. you’re throwing a party. that’s what this is, right? this is you throwing a good time. you’re having a good time. everyone keeps saying what a good time this is.
data point request: throw the thought away.
not helpful. last week’s datapoint (throwaway joke?) has been a success, though, so you can put a sticker next to that one when you remember. and yes, it only works in english. which is maybe a blessing, because you have a C- in spanish and you’re barely holding it together as it is. (top of page three, datapoint request: why the fuck only english? hello?)
you walk through the apartment, hold your hands up when they invite you to beer pong haha, no thanks, but it’s genuinely not fun when you can-only-win. people stop being cool about it during the third round - you just start looking like an asshole.
not that she ever saw you that way. fuck. for real, throw the whole thought out.
you go to throw your coat on. as-per-usual, people around you stop moving while you do this easy thing. you haven’t recorded a video of yourself doing this particular one, but like-everything-else, it always leaves people a little dazzled. just watching like they know they shouldn’t be too impressed with it, it’s just a coat.
you type into your phone again: how to mak-
the history from google: how to make her love you again.
