#apparently 🤣

[lilbeanz]

Sorry to be an annoying pest, but 'the Study of Muggles' has officially got a higher word count than 'the Horror of the Heir'

And we're still typing away, folks ✨️

[puntointerrogativo]

Vampire Sam is actually an inside joke and that makes him unkillable. He’ll finally crumble to dust the day Other Sam beats the possession allegations.

[omar-bb]

A series of events unfolding

So… landoscar cosplay soon?

[vynnyal]

I've been having a delightful time stumbling over my emojis being used in random servers, so here's more

[celestialowlryx]

The Wild Robot (EMOJI EDITION)

[jakei95]

How to get a day off:

Little niece came to visit us and took over my work station.

There was no chaos, she just wanted to keep her toys and my plushies warm and cozy.

[damnfool-of-a-took]

Love Wins <3

we hunt the mighty pasta BEAST

and breadsticks are its BONES

ALFREDO FLOWS inside its veins

its organs are CALZONES

[fluent-in-lesbianism]

I went to see my aunt today and she told me how my uncle saw a picture of his childhood best friend on a crime show earlier and apparently "Ritchie" (the friend) killed people in California

But bc I'm used to southern folk exaggeration stories I didn't think much of it until she said "the show said Ritchie started worshiping Satan in California" and THAT caught my attention, so I asked her for the friend's real name so I could look him up and calm as a fucking cucumber she goes, "Richard Ramirez... Do you know him?"

[whorrorbvby]

God I hope you do post them 🤤😍

sneak peek 🤷🏻‍♀️

they’re honestly pretty cute if i do say so myself 😌

[bunnyshideawayy]

that one team green stan who brought up colonization in our argument then blocked me, kept claiming she was team “small folk” but exclusively only wrote essay length posts about her hatred for Rhaenyra and other Targaryens but never about how the Hightowers/other noble families of Old Town and the militant Faith of the Seven lead a religious based war with the intention of colonizing and converting the entire content of Westeros to the faith causing many small folk to lose their lives, some (Northerners) who still face suppression and ridicule for worshiping the Old Gods all the way up to AGOT’s era. all this hundreds of years before the Targaryens even stepped foot in Westeros. and kept ignoring how Aemond burned the Riverlands with the small folk still there. you can’t both be “team small folk” AND “team representation of the oppressive catholic church” lol the layers of hypocrisy never ceases to amaze me.

[chirpsythismorning]

Shawn Levy on set for these scenes even though he didn’t direct either of the episodes… aka these must have been scenes he felt were important enough for him to be there, in person, so that he could make decisions as an executive producer hmmm

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Ganondorf discovers his greatest enemy

Ganondorf took a sleepy breath as he shifted a little to get more comfortable. Link had been groggy at best and downright unresponsive at worst, but the healer had said it was likely due to the amount of blood he’d lost and the medicine Ganondorf had been instructed to give him. In either case, it delayed the inevitable conversations that would come, that had to come. Ganondorf would gladly take this time to just hold the sweet boy and not think about how much pain and potential hatred Link held for him, because of him.

The look in the boy’s face when he’d turned to see Ganondorf, neck pouring blood like a faucet, eyes terrified, had yet to be wiped from the Gerudo’s mind.

He really didn’t want to address any of it. It was a cowardly sentiment, and he despised that he felt it, but for just a little while longer, all he wanted was to hold Link and protect him from everything, including himself.

Link sniffled sleepily, tucked between Ganondorf’s arm and his chest. He’d hardly moved, and the peaceful look on his face quieted the anxieties in his guardian’s mind.

The door to the bedroom opened slowly, catching Ganondorf’s attention. He saw his other child of destiny peeking in, green hat missing from his golden head. He must have been out riding, given how his usually perfectly quaffed hair was windswept and messy.

“How’s he doing?” the captain asked, approaching with soft footsteps.

“He’s sleeping well, at least,” Ganondorf answered. The little king in his arm scrunched his nose a bit at the sound before rubbing his cheek further into Ganondorf’s tunic to get comfortable.

The elder Link hummed thoughtfully, observing his predecessor, before holding out a booklet. “I found this in the market. It’s quite popular among the—well, it was recommended to me for someone who might be homebound caring for family. Good way to pass the time and all.”

Ganondorf looked at the booklet curiously. He wasn’t much of a reader, honestly, but he supposed he could be kept entertained for a little while. He could just leave the captain to watch the younger Link, but he didn’t want to let the child go.

Child. He’s far from that. But he really wasn’t. Not in Ganondorf’s mind, at least. In either case, he didn’t want to leave him, so this would be a nice distraction while the younger one slept.

When Ganondorf glanced at the booklet, his eyes widened a little. He glanced at the captain. “The Secrets of the Imprisoning War? Who would have such information?”

Link just smiled sweetly. “I heard it’s an engaging read. Perhaps there are some truths in there that even you do not know, old man.”

Ganondorf squinted. There was something mischievous in that smile. He knew this boy well enough by now, loved him and cherished him and simultaneously wanted to knock his head into a wall. While his younger hero was quiet and seemingly passive off the battlefield, his older one was brazen, charismatic, and cheeky. The captain could be as cold as ice and serious when he needed to be, but when he didn’t…

He’d give him the benefit of the doubt. For now. “We’ll see.”

The older hero nodded a little, opening the curtains a bit more so there was better lighting on the bed. The room in which they were staying was a large one with a balcony, so perhaps Ganondorf could just carry his charge outside and they could relax and read there. He’d just stay here for now - it was only late morning. He opened the booklet and began reading.

The Imprisoning War: An epic time in Hyrule’s history, from ages so long past that scarcely a fact is known about it, filled to the brim with fantastical legends that all come to the same conclusion: the Hero victorious, evil banished away for the rest of eternity, a primordial curse shattered into pieces. But what do we know of the players in this epic quest? What if their struggles, their losses, their secrets and loves? This is their story, ranging from the Hero’s steamy relationship with the Sacred Diplomat to the secret love life of the incarnation of evil himself.

Ganondorf choked on his spit. The—the secret—WHAT?

What did that boy—what was—

Din’s Fire this was—now he had to read it to figure out what the hell this was all about!

Naturally, Captain Link was still lingering outside the room with his friend, cackling when the former terror of Hyrule exclaimed, “I DID NOT HAVE AN AFFAIR WITH A—WHO WROTE THIS??”

“Okay, okay, wait,” Lana wheezed. “Do you think he got to the part where he had a steamy moment with the dragon queen or was it the unsuspecting perfectly beautiful peasant woman?”

“With that much insult in his tone? Definitely the peasant,” the captain answered between laughs.

“I CAN HEAR YOU TWO!”

With that singular warning, Lana and Link fled the area, breathless with amusement.

[unforth]

Behold, the sword in the stone

[nottheweirdest]

Me: I'm broke 😭

Also me: SONIC AND SHADOW SQUISHMALLOWS??!? *buys them immediately*

[frodo-with-glasses]

Our hero, everybody!

[imagionationstation]

Love watching Leo process the fact that NOT ONLY would those missiles have blown their shells to smithereens upon impact (just like the door) but they ALSO could have blown up the brother EVIDENTLY in that detention cell and, oh, look they found Donnie-

WAIT DONNIE WAS CAPTURED-