#he is always fucking WRONGGGG!!!!!!!

[kneworder]

rewatching house is so silly bc you end up watching house say shit like 'forget massive risk of paralysis i NEED to biopsy a spinal nerve NEOW or she's going to DIE!!!!!!!' and you're sitting there like no the fuck you don't and no the fuck she won't lol

[aardvaark]

"the librarians" s1e1 watch through:

ohhh he’s so different on leverage: redemption.

i love that baird’s first question is "how did you know all that" and not "WTF WAS THAT???? IS MAGIC FUCKING REAL??????" she has more restraint than me [edit: nvm she was in denial ig. she’s a scully for sure]

its funny how if you’re an important character, getting stabbed is practically a minor injury, but if you’re expendable, you die instantly from one single stab wound

don’t pick up the letter, OPEN THE DOOR. see the person who left it!! maybe i watch too many mystery shows…

aww i love this charlene lady. "what’s a guardian? adorable". someone has to budget the magic adventures after all :)

the numbers are metaphorical lmaoooo

him speedwalking away like a child with something they shouldn’t have in their hands is so funny

i like how flynn talks, it sounds like how i think

ohhh a cassandra with red hair, who has ‘visions’ of a sort, and isn’t believed by the doctors the first time we see her? in a show about magic & myths etc? hehe

unexpected aussie in this usamerican tv show! hes cool too!

short haired eliot (i mean jacob) is wrongggg ill have to get used to that

always be prepared for a picnic!! she gets it

"brought a crowbar to a sword fight" hate when that happens

they lowkey look like they wanna kill flynn for this job lmao

cassandraaaaaa

you can tell the budget for this was about $2.35 but i love that

ha, you know what i said about stab wounds earlier??

[serenityofwitches]

its annoying me that ppl are saying nobody heard "anything off cowboy carter" still like they weren't dancing to riiverdance...... although a remix it's STILL A COWBOY CARTER SONG. they were "BOUNCE ON THAT SHIT ! DANCE ! 🗣️" -ing everywhere but they don't know any of the songs..? rightttt...

ah damn but 2+ million ppl were into it...... among many other 1m+ vids under that sound....... and i wont even CHECK the view count cuz it'll just further embarrass them....... and that's just for ONE SONG OFF THE ALBUM !!!

oof........

loud AND WRONGGGG.

and they want to say ppl couldn't name songs off CC im... sorry ur just plain and boring ??? like if i wanted to listen to some white queer woman whine about how hard life is i would listen to any song off billie's discography. (no shade) i can name maybe two songs off hmhas does that mean it doesn't deserve any awards ???? by their standards and logic ??? also who the fuck is chris stapleton !! he didn't deserve caoty bc i dont know who he is !!!!!!! right ?

what do you mean it has been eighteen days since the grammys and they're still on this weird, nicki minaj-esque rant about how beyonce bought the award, jay z scared them into it, etc. like are we fucking kidding ???? ive unadded so many people i know irl because im not going to say im an ally to the black community and then sit here and watch as people i know criticize what is not only an amazing album but also a BLACK WOMAN. the blatant amount of racism ive seen just from bey antis has been absolutely fucking insane. fuck every single person who says she didn't deserve aoty and fuck every single beyonce hater.

the hypocrisy and plain hatred of black women has been a continuous, disgusting display and is showing many peoples true colors. it's always fucking thin lipped, thin haired white girls, balding, sunburn colored old men or annoying twinks who steal their whole personality, mannerisms and dialect from black women but as soon as their favorite white girl loses for an album that sounds JUST LIKE HER OTHER SONGS they lose their goddamn mind. 😭 istg being white is already so fucking embarrassing but they wanna keep fighting this weird fight of "black woman win ?? me angry." me personally im so happy for her and their hatred has made me an even bigger bey fan than before.

AND FUCK SHAWN CARTER.

[supposedlysecretlysapphic]

Petrichor episode 7 out of context commentary 0:34- previously on... 4:10- gotcha 6:25- 'even a scumbag like me has standards!' 8:00- the big man wants a word... 09:38- Tul is not here for your nepotistic bullshit 10:58- oh, this could take a dark turn...I hope it's not who I think it is 11:56- THAT LOOKS FAMILIAR 12:25- I hope you fucking told someone where you're at Ran 13:58- Ran you stubborn wench 14:16- GOOD ON YOU MAY 16:03- knight in shining armour to the rescueeee 18:58- Phu's face lol 19:43- *hacker voice* we're in 22:40- well spotted Jiu! 24:44- the suspense! 25:55- on the edge of my seat! 26:16- Ran you got what you came for, what are you doing!!! This is no time for Hed pats 27:20- okay points deducted, Ran is more situationally aware than this 29:13- okay that was DUMB, RAN WHY DID YOU TURN YOUR BACK 30:53- THAT WAS THE MOST RANDOM...ahhh wait, I get it 32:17- always the ominous rain... 33:06- NOOOO I WANTED TO BE WRONGGGG NOOOO 35:00- I'm devastated, but also...quite an early reveal? 35:56- but what about Ran's mother... 37:29- SAVE YOUR GIRL TUL GET MOVING 38:07- Tul quit with the warning shots 39:35- this is so heartbreaking 40:32 Tul you can shoot him non lethally come on! 42:49- and just like that, poof 44:38- aaaaaaa 45:30- the episode title was not pulling any punches 46:52- oh no, Tul don't go there 50:48- such a great set up 53:42- should've said 'before someone else gets hurt' 54:54- one thing I don't get, why did he restart after 18 years...because the wrongly convicted dude got out? what stopped him? considering after the wrongly convicted dude died he didn't stop this time... 56:36- I feel this is a bit late...but I guess it's meant to show 'hiding in plain sight' 1:01:14- well that's the evidence... 1:01:34- my poor girl 1:02:39- THE BASTARD KNEW WHAT A BOMBSHELL! It will be interesting to see how the last 2 eps play out since we know the perp now...

[miraclemagnet]

Hiii💛💛so i wanted to ask for your advice on this specific situation ...sorry this gonna be a long ask😭 So there's this thing called DV Lottery ...that every year people take part in this lottery and some people get chosen to be able to move to America and get their green card without doing 1000 of paper works that you usually need to do when you wanna move to US. I TRUELY believed that me and my parents will win...like i imagined the scene...i imagined my reaction when i win...i affirmed i listened to subs and believed it with my whole heart. Me and my mom even planned on buying new suitcases and clothes...we talked about what would we do after seeing the results and etc but my dad is kinda a negative person and he always was like no we're not that lucky i dont think we will win but me and mom never lost our faith. Yesterday i checked the results and we weren't picked so i cried my eyes out AND THEN ....my cousin told me they have won this lottery ...i feel bad for saying this....but this made me cry even more😭😭 not that i'm jealous...but yk what i mean. So where did i go wrong?? I was so shocked cause i thought there's no way i'm not winning this cause moving out of my country is one of my biggest desires EVER

AYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! [Don't worry I'm not drunk.]

*sighs*

BABE, YOU DID NOTHING WRONGGGG. YOU JUST ASSUMED YOU DID SOMETHING WRONG WHICH IS WHY YOU DIDN'T GET YOUR DESIRE YET.

YOU KNOW THAT YOU CAN NEVER FAIL TO MANIFEST. ITS IMPOSSIBLE TO FAIL IN MANIFESTATION.

CIRCUMSTANCES DON'T MEAN SHIT. REMEMBER THE PART WHERE YOU NEED TO KEEP ON PERSISTING??? *sighs*

Yup, you reacted to the 3D.

The thing is YOU JUST DON'T PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT IT SHOWS YOU.

"Yesterday i checked the results and we weren't picked-"

THE FUCK BITCH WHATT??? *cries*

YOU. DO. NOT. SAY. THAT.

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED *cries*.

YOU SIMPLY DO NOT REACT TO THE 3D.

THERE IS NO DELAY BABE. ITS ALWAYS YOUR ASSUMPTIONS THAT MANIFEST.

WHO KNOWS? IF YOU HAD PERSISTED A BIT MORE, THEN MAYBE THE RESULTS WOULD HAVE CHANGED OUT OF NOWHERE.

DOESN'T MATTER YOU KNOW THIS ISN'T OVER RIGHT? YOU CAN STILL MOVE OUT OF YOUR COUNTRY NO MATTER WHAT.

YOU CAN EVEN REVISE THE RESULTS, TIME DOES NOT EXIST IN THE REALM OF MANIFESTATION.

DON'T WORRY BABE, KEEP ON PERSISTING NO MATTER WHAT.

COME ON, GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER BITCH, REMEMBER YOU CONTROL THIS FUCKING WORLD.

ITS ALRIGHT, COME ON BITCH YOU GOT THIS!

I KNOW YOU CAN DO THIS.

LET'S GOOOOOO!

Love, Moon.

[brewding-goyle-blog]

Fussy Baby Goyle|| Self-Para

Marcus had resorted to bouncing around the livingroom, while the tiny baby in his arms continued to wail. 

“Shhhh, okay okay. I know..” he cooed at the baby, trying a rocking motion to calm him down. Why wasn’t he quieting down? “C’mon, what’s wrong with you!?” He frowned, his face growing more worried. 

“Mummy’s not gunna be home till later..” he tried to reason with the newborn but he wasn’t having any of it. The pacifier was flung away and dropped from the fussy 3 month old. 

“Shhhh, its okay. Daddy’s here. Its gunna be alright-” his voice broke with frustration. Why was he crying? Why wouldn’t he stop?

Goyle resorted to pacing circles around the couch, the baby still bouncing in his arms. Gregory continued to cry and his little face grew red with exasperation. His little arms were up in the air and Marcus picked up a toy.

“Here, you want the ball.. Look its a ball...” he tried, like he was talking to a dog to play fetch. Bollocks, I have no idea what the hell I’m doing. Marcus was growing more frustrated and the baby could feel the negative energy. The shaking grew more violent and aggressive, making Gregory cry even harder. 

“Okay okay, fuck!” Marcus exclaimed. “Why won’t you be quiet?!” he cried out desperately. “I just fed you! And you don’t need to be changed!” Marcus felt like screaming a bit himself. “What’s wrongggg?!” 

The baby of course couldn’t answer any of these questions and the more that Marcus shoved the ball in his face, the more fussy the baby got. 

“I don’t know what to do,” Marcus admitted with frustration, growing worried. “Mummy’s not home.. She’s not going to be home for a while..” he realized himself as he spoke. It was a scary thought to be left alone with the wailing baby for the next 6 hours... what if he didn’t stop crying.. 

Goyle sr. grew tired of bouncing and pacing and rocking, so he took a seat on the couch, shifting the baby so Greg was in his lap. The baby’s head flopped over and Marcus quickly supported his neck. 

“Shhhhhh,” he tried again, but it was more like he was hissing at it. “Just be quiet.. please. Just stop crying.” He begged. The baby wasn’t having any of it. 

“C’mon I’m your bloody father.. you can’t always be with mummy.” He bounced his leg a bit and Gregory’s crying wavered. Marcus took it as a sign and continued, thinking he’d won this battle. 

The baby went silent and Marcus finally let out a exhale that he’d been holding. There. Now they could relax. The smile of relief pulled at the corners of his mouth. 

The tense seconds went by before suddenly, the baby started up again. Marcus tightened up, and his nerves tensed.

“No, NOOOOO! Stoopppp! God damn it. What’s bloody wrong with you?” He exclaimed, jumping to his feet. The baby was balancing in the crook of his arm, still fairly tiny.

“Greggy, c’mon mate. Shhhh...” Marcus felt like pulling out his hair. Where the fuck was Catrina? Why did she even go out anyways? Why did she leave him alone- something like this was bound to happen. 

Marcus didn’t know what to do. The baby’s voice cracked and he drooled on Marcus’ chest, but the crying continued with fervor.

“Merlin, Merlin where’s your Hippogriff?” Marcus started to sing. His voice was desperate and getting drowned out by the loud baby. “Fly awayyyyy, fly awayyy, yup yup yup.” He even tried making the hand motions with his one free hand- from what he could remember, though his nursery rhyme skills were severely lacking. 

“Don’t you cry, yup yup yup. He’ll be back soon.” His singing died off, realizing the baby was still not paying any attention. 

“Fucking hell...” he sighed. “Greggy has a wand and he makes lots of spells... He likes to fly on his broom..” Now he was just making this shit up, hoping it stuck. “And he’s gunna play Quiddich and kick the other teams asses..” the baby’s large watery eyes stared back at his father mid cry, making a small hiccup. Marcus held his breath, putting his finger near the baby’s hand so he could grab at it. 

“Greggy’s gunna beat stupid Hufflepuff.. he’s gunna be a quiddich star and he’s gunna have lots of friends.” the baby’s mouth started to quiver like he was about to start up again. 

“Okay okay, no, no. Not lots of friends...” He backtracked. “You’re not gunna have any friends then..” He said urgently, not caring about what he was actually saying, but hoping the baby’s silence would continue. 

Gregory looked about and hiccuped again, content finally to just lie in his father’s arms. Marcus sighed and let out a huge breath. He wasn’t ready to risk sitting down just yet. In fact, he didn’t want to risk moving at all. 

“If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands?” He tried, feeling immediately silly as the baby couldn’t clap just yet. 

The baby let out a yawn and put Marcus’ finger into his mouth to suck on. “Yah I know mate, me too..” he sighed. 

Marcus fell asleep on the couch, the baby lying on his stomach on top of his chest, waiting for Catrina to come home.