#I know what it’s like to be buried in garfs

[fridaythelilguy]

It took a while but as promised here you have 83 garfs lined and coloured for the 83 reblogs that post got. thank you all for sharing the love for the garf 🧡

[zozophoenixxx]

Serotonin Booster :D 🐉

How to train your dragon edition

Here are some things I had forgotten or little details I just noticed on my rewatch, maybe even Unpopular Opinions 🤭👀

✨Race to the Edge ✨

SEASON 5

Meatlug and Toothless messing around in ep1 when Hiccup and Fishlegs are trying to figure out how to stabilize the island 🥺

I remember when I first watched this I was actually in bio and hearing Ruff and Tuff talk about symbiosis was like " WOW IM LEARNING THAT" 😂😂😂

Symbiotic relationship - symbiosis is the interaction between organisms living in close physical association to the advantage of both

It can lead to -> parasitism - a non-mutual symbiotic relationship between species where the parasite benefits at the expense of the host

- Hookfang and Snotlout have a parasitic relationship JAHDHAHSHA

wait I like that instead of calling a relationship toxic now imma be like "this shii is parasitic peace out ✌🏼️"

HICCSTRID FOREHEAD KISSES OMG😭

I like how Barf and Belch are incredibly strong, I feel like it's a fact that's usually ignored about them

Astrid: *talking about Garf* that dragon has a lot of fight in him

Hiccup: *while placing his hand on her shoulder* he's not the only one

I can't ok I love them too much 🥺

WAIT I JUST NOTICED THE FORESHADOWING WHEN THE TWINS WERE REFERRING TO JOHAN AS A PARASITE OMG 😳

THE BETROTHAL NECKLACE 😭😭😭

Fishlegs licking Astrid's hand is hilariousss nonono it's just that scene in general when Fishlegs is trying to help Astrid find the betrothal gift for Hiccup and she judo-flips him and then sits on him like 🤔

Sandbuster - doesn't like the light. Lives underground.

Astrid riding Toothless to save Hiccup. Just badass.

Hiccup giving Astrid the betrothal necklace and telling her that it's ok that she didn't get him anything bc she's the best gift in the world 🥺

And their hug and the way he moved her out of harm's way whenever Snotlout threw the sword

Still sad abt Shattermaster being replaced by the Triple Stryke

I really liked ep3 whenever they were in Berserker island bc we got to see them actually fighting in battle without their dragons it was pretty cool

The beginning of ep4 is also hilarious I can't with Astrid and Snotlout fighting and then also Astrid beating him up JAHDHAHSHA

- I also always wanted to know what Snotlout said to her 😭😭😭 all of them were just extremely concerned and shocked and Snotlout even had to leave the Edge UGH AHZHZHAG

Atali and the Wingmaidens 👏🏼🤩

"Males would neither understand, nor would they be helpful." Atali is a queen

Vanaheim - the last resting place of all dragons

"Sadness is a matter of perspective. It is how you choose to view something that makes it happy, scary, intriguing, or sad"

Ok so is Stormfly a tracker-class dragon or a sharp-class dragon?

Sentinels - Know all the dragons so they know how to deal with each of their tactics. Run Vanaheim. Have never encountered night furies. Good trackers. Blind. They tend to the island

OMG I FORGOT THAT VANAHEIM IS THE SKELETON OF THE KING OF DRAGONS

HAND HOLDING AND KISSES UFFF THANK U

Hiccstrid kiss count: 3😘

It's the way it's so realistic too, the way he smiles at her, the way he holds her hand and looks at her, the way she puts her hand on his chest and he lightly touches it with his free hand I just can't they're too perfect

Snotlout's excitement to see that Fishlegs was Fishlegs again and not Thor Bonecrusher- I mean the dude went running towards him🥺

I love how Hiccup just knows when Astrid's thinking about something

SPARRING HICCSTRID UGHHH I LOVE THIS SCENE

The way he's just in such a good mood afterwards 🥺

The scene leading up to the moonlight flight in ep7. I love them so much.

Hiccstrid Scene: ep7 min 5:42 -> 7:24

Meatlug's shot was the first to free a Singetail from a dragon flyer

Just realized that Johan not being able to get Hiccup's oil was probably also part of a plan to get them away from the edge to attack

Ok but Snotlout actually taking the initiative to be the leader while Hiccup and Astrid were away

The edge 🥺and when he destroyed his own Hut 🥺 I can't 🥺

I love how Mala and Throk were both trying to put the gang in a better mood

Silicates makes Meatlug drool

Tuffnut's Spanish is amazing we love to see a bilingual king✋🏼👑

Just realized that Krogan's name is well... Krogan. I never actually paid attention to the dude.

OMG WE GET TO SEE DRAGO IN THIS SEASON THIS IS CRAZY

I really like the twins in the Wings of War Episodes, the way they attempt to speak Spanish and start pronouncing the Rrrrrrrrs

Spitelout too lmao the way he helped Hiccup 🤩

It was also Spitelout the one that figured out that the Singetails don't like the altitude

I really love how Hiccup actually found a way to fight the flyers without hurting the Singetails, OMG IT REMINDS ME OF AANG when everyone was telling him to just kill the FIRELORD he found the right way

Tuff has a feet fettish

Stormfly and Garff messing around is too funny I love them sm 😭

Snotlout can be so sad sometimes

The twins singing >>

And that hug between Stormfly and Garff, they're just adorable 🥺🤧

HAHDHSHAHA THE WAY ASTRID LOOKED AT FISHLEGS WHENEVER THE SLITHERWINGS SHOWED

Slitherwings - very poisonous dragons! Even their skin is coated in poison. Like snake appearance. Not much is known about its poison and how it works but there is an antidote -> combination of angel fern root, pine sap and Slitherwing venom. The skin coating protects them from Garff's amber

Stormfly is such a badass omg I love her sm the way she protected Garff

Garff is an excellent shot according to Fishlegs

Fishlegs telling Astrid to look at him is just adorable, the way he wanted her to feel better 😭

Have I mentioned how much I love lil Hiccstrid moments? They dont even have to be romantic but just them? Like he just lightly touched her shoulder and told her to be strong and be there for Stormfly 🥺

Snotlout actually being worried about Astrid 🤧

I will never get over Astrid and Stormfly's relationship and how close they are, they would do anything for each other and Astrid just proved that by going up to the Slitherwing and PUNCHING THE LIL SHIT just to get Stormfly the antidote. AND WHEN SHE STARTED CRYING!!! As Tuffnut said "no one has ever prepared us for something like this"

And the Ruffnut being there for her and protecting her 😭😭😭

Astrid can actually draw

Still pissed about the fact that Hiccup never knew Astrid got poisoned NOW I NEED TO READ A FANFIC ON IT

That scene in Snuffnut [ep11] where Throk arrives to take Ruffnut as his wife is too funny. The way Astrid is pissed since the beginning and both Hiccup and Fishlegs are like "umm nope" AND WHEN HICCUP TAKES ASTRID OUT OF THE SCENE AND ALL YOU CAN HEAR IS HIM SCREAMING AND THESE RANDOM NOISES 😩😩😩😂

It really bothered me that Astrid had to stay behind in Looking for Oswald... And Chicken [ep12] just to take care of the twins when we could've had some Hiccstrid 😩😭 but it makes sense because Astrid is the only one Hiccup can actually trust on to keep things under control because even though Fishlegs is kinda sane neither the twins nor Snotlout would listen to him and Snotlout would definitely join the twins or just make things worse somehow. I mean they've both proven themselves to be fully capable but well- yk... Astrid is just Astrid

Astrid and Stormfly's faces whenever the twins said they needes a dragon that loves tracking and chicken😭😂😩

Chicken covering her tracks and Snotlout as narrator 😂

Omg Dagur saw Oswald's dead body... He even had to bury him and wow-

Grim Gnashers - hunters that prey on the sick dragons in Vanaheim.

Chicklet🐥🐥🐥🐥

SNOTLOUT'S TAN LINE OMGGG

"Please let me hurt him. Please? Just-- just a little?"JAHSHAHAJAJ I LOVE AGGRESSIVE DAGUR

Fishlegs saying that "Snotlout can actually be pretty handy in an air battle" is so true. Like we mostly see Snotlout as this dumb, sarcastic, rebellious dude who doesn't care about anyone but himself and but that's actually not true he's actually caring and will fight for the ones he loves but he won't say that because he cares too much about what others think of him 😭

I really dislike Johan sm u guys don't understand like I used to like him and feel bad whenever ppl cut him short but ughhhhhhh it's the subtle things too like him telling Heather to give them the dragon eye, him screaming in Snotlout's ear, not extending his hand to grab Heather, and him putting his hand out to "grab" the lens but just causing Snotlout to drop it

The way Heather jumped to get Windshear and the way Windshear kept telling her to leave and save herself

Archipelago gold = The clouds of corn = pop corn

I can't believe I'm about to start season 6 this is actually so sad

[my-sad-little-diary]

Profile of a Cat: Goofy

Given Name: Garfield

Aliases: Garf, Orange Puff, Goofy, Goof, Boy Cat, Big Man

Age: 19

Sex: Male

Weight: Stick Creature

Breed: Domestic Shorthair, white with big orange spots

Mannerisms: Loved to piss on things to assert dominance, has even pissed on my matric jersey without me realizing and then I wore it to school and only noticed during assembly, liked to sleep and play with Kelly, smacked Kissie around sometimes and often sat in the sun with Jack, really liked my father and whenever he came to fetch me, Garfield would always come to say hello to him and once even pissed on his car to show his love

His story: Garfield was the first cat I ever had, my very first pet for myself. We had two dogs at the time and another cat that later gave birth to a number of kittens, two of which we kept and then from those two we got another when they died and she had a little of nine kittens, we kept two of them and the mother, they later all died of leukemia. Then we got another cat and two more. 

But it all started with Garfield. 

We had two dogs, two of the best dogs in the world, Toffee and Fudge (a sausage dog and Pomeranian mix). Those were my mother’s pets, she raised them. 

I wanted a pet of my own and I wanted a cat. So, at seven, my mother took me to a “cat lady’s” house. There were cats everywhere. Too many cats. I sat on one of her couches and thought the pillow was a cat, no one was injured. 

I don’t know how, and I don’t know why but I chose this two or three year old stray cat that was rescued off the streets and was still slightly feral. This was Garfield and he was now my cat. 

Garfield didn’t like for us to touch him too much, in the first two years of knowing him, he didn’t like to be petted or touched. After a very long time he warmed up to us and he would start sitting next to us or on the bed and it would freak us out a little, it was unusual, but I supposed that he knew his time was coming. 

Garfield had to have a few teeth removed, they began rotting in his mouth and he would often get into fights with the neighbourhood boys which led to infections in battle wounds. But every time we took Garfield to the vet he would have panic attacks in his carrier and he’d hold his paws out to grip the plastic grating so that his claws would rip and his hands would bleed. So, on returning trips the vet would give him a sedative so he didn’t hurt himself further. 

We always thought Garfield would die of old age and as the years went by and he didn’t we thought he’d live forever. I always thought that I’d wake up one morning and find him having died in his sleep but what happened instead was entirely different and shocking. 

In the morning at around 5am my mother received a message from a neighbour (who I later pieced together was the one that did it but I cannot make unsubstantiated claims) that a cat was lying in the road and was white and orange: a hit and run. 

We both immediately put our robes on and ran out the house to see, someone had played him lying in the gutter just next to our driveway. They left him in the gutter like a piece of trash. What made it worse was that as I was stroking his head to tell him he was no longer alone, a homeless man came up and started talking about how nearby someone had slaughtered a goat and pulled out its entrails. 

He then offered, for money, to bury the cat and I declined, almost ready to tell him to leave us alone. My mother went to fetch a towel to scoop him up in so we could bury him and this man was relentless, he even took it upon himself to pick Garfield up by his legs to swing onto the towel, I finally had enough when he started following us up the drive way with me cradling my dead cat in my arms. 

I finally just said: “My cat has died, can you please leave us alone to grieve.” 

I dug the hole in the back garden but I was soon overcome with weakness, dizziness and shaking as I hadn’t eaten since the previous morning, I had to ask my mother to finish the hole. 

I said a prayer and I covered him and placed bricks, in a tower-like structure, to mark his grave. Every time I get the cat’s food from the back of the house I look out the little window and into the back garden and see the bricks. It’s become a ritual. 

Garfield was my first cat, he was nineteen years old when he died, I loved him and I always will. He will not be my last cat, however, and certainly not my last rescue.