#idk how to explain but yes

[lilyofthevalleyys]

Evan: So what’s the temperature?

Pandora: Maybe medium boil?

Regulus: Flavour?

Dorcas: Very, very sweet

Barty: Tell me all about it

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[seneon]

assumption: you're actually not a loser irl

idk how to answer to that

[darkbluetennessee]

I was watching an old interview from red release week that I've seen a hundred times before, and taylor said something that—up until the manuscript was released—meant nothing to me... Interviewer: Go-to comfort food? Taylor: Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal or Pop Tarts Afterwards she only ate kids' cereal // And couldn't sleep unless it was in her mother's bed

[gomzdrawfr]

grocery shopping (long doodle ahead)

extra:

[kug-the-carrot]

After thinking about it, I can think of nothing more powerful than Alexander Skarsgard's Murderbot pulling the most disgusted face and bluntly stating it has no gender and does not want one. New viewers who do not know Murderbot and will be expecting the typical white male power fantasy "robot marine" are going to have to come to terms with that and I for one think it is a delightful notion

Would I have liked a non white cis man casting? Yes, but I'm also ready to see people tie themselves into knots over a masculine appearing character say it has no gender or sex and also wants neither

[tanasha-not-yet]

did you see this coming. be honest.

[poptartcat]

Sodapop’s a mama’s boy and Darry’s a daddy’s boy and just like always, Ponyboy is on the outside looking in.

[mumms-the-word]

Lady von Valancius’s Notes to Herself

Tempt not the interrogator, Spark not his jealous rage, Light not the match of his desire, Or coolly fan the flames. Bring not ‘fore him a savage feast Bereft of all but flesh, Guide not your hands to brush his skin, And lead him to the edge. Speak not to him of fantasies, Remark not on his blush, For his control is naught but glass And shatters at a touch. But should you choose to follow through, These warnings cast aside, Then afterwards remain with him, In gentle arms abide.

[purrvaire]

black sails + tumblr text post I have on my phone (pt. 2/?)

[lazylittledragon]

right now i'm very torn between "taking critique is important as an artist and it's not an attack on me personally" and "people commenting about my same face syndrome under my posts upsets me an unreasonable amount and i wish they would stop doing it"

[angelsdean]

dean is blonde because EYE have brown hair and when i look at his hair i do not consider him family.

[inlovewithmyhyperfixations]

Me: I like them

Someone: Like, romantically?

Me: No, like our souls are bonded. Like the stars and planets aligned and the cosmos put us here. Like we’ve met in other lifetimes, bound to meet in the next.

Someone: ..but not romantically?

Me: No that would be weird

[lavenderblue939]

Jason wears light blue knit sweaters and Leo wears dark green overalls SEND TWEET

[mispelled]

Ok fine I'll post my dndads fanart even though I'm still trying to figure out my artstyle revamp

[deadpoetsandlivinglegends]

The poets getting together 10 years later, getting high while watching this new cartoon that just came out called Scooby Doo

Meeks, overly engrossed in the show, only one who seems to actually be watching: you know, they explained every spooky occurrence that happened in this episode except that ham sandwich that just appeared at shaggys will, like what was up with that

Charlie, lying sideways across a recliner chair, staring at the ceiling, hasn’t been watching the show this entire time: oh my god where did he get the sandwich from, that’s so crazy, I wish I had a sandwich

Knox, looking over at Todd who is eating a sandwich he made like 20 minutes ago because he had the munchies and all the poets were there as he made it: ohmygod Todd where’d you get that sandwich

Todd, who had the sandwich in his mouth as he was listening to them all ramble, pulling it out and staring at it wide eyed: ohmygod I don’t know!

Pitts, in the background with a blanket thrown over him, not listening to them, walking through the room: ooo I’m a ghost! Here to embezzle your property and take your money *trips over Cameron who has just been staring at his hands wordlessly for the last 15 minutes and collapses right next to Meeks who doesn’t even notice because he’s still so engrossed in the tv he hasn’t heard a thing going on in the room for a while*

Knox, looking over to Todd again: [in reference to ‘the ghost’] ohmygod it’s Neil!

Todd: ohmygod! *shoves sandwich back into his mouth and gnaws on it*

Charlie, still staring at the ceiling: what if god was just a mirror and we were always worshipping ourselves

Meeks, still staring at the tv but now Pitts is lying in his lap and he is is stroking Pitts head as he watches, although one would argue he probably doesn’t even realize he is because he is so tunnel-visioned on the show: cmon is Hank really a bad guy, oil land doesn’t come by cheap man, I woulda done it too