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delilahsdawson:

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OMG YOU GUYS DRAMA BOMB

delilahsdawson:


First look at Gal Gadot as Wonder Woman

Can we start a petition to get Wonder Woman some straps? I just… I hurt for her. Every new outfit = SORRY, NO BREAST SUPPORT. DEAL.
But ur pretty.

delilahsdawson:

First look at Gal Gadot as Wonder Woman

Can we start a petition to get Wonder Woman some straps? I just… I hurt for her. Every new outfit = SORRY, NO BREAST SUPPORT. DEAL.

But ur pretty.

delilahsdawson:

rainymeadows:

somethingpointy:

Vampire doctors that can smell if you have a blood disease.

Werewolf therapy animals for sick kids.

Nature sprite and nymph nurses that always make sure people have pretty flowers to brighten up their white rooms.

Fauns that go around and sing and dance for patients so that they smile.

Nice monster hospitals would be amazing

Someone write a book about this.

Hotel Transylvania 2: Paging Doctor Dracula

tastefullyoffensive:

But first, let me take a sealfie. [x]

No writing is wasted. Did you know that sourdough from San Francisco is leavened partly by a bacteria called lactobacillus sanfrancisensis? It is native to the soil there, and does not do well elsewhere. But any kitchen can become an ecosystem. If you bake a lot, your kitchen will become a happy home to wild yeasts, and all your bread will taste better. Even a failed loaf is not wasted. Likewise, cheese makers wash the dairy floor with whey. Tomato gardeners compost with rotten tomatoes. No writing is wasted: the words you can’t put in your book can wash the floor, live in the soil, lurk around in the air. They will make the next words better.

Erin Bow (via writersrelief)

YES. Save your yeast! Love your whey! EVERY WORD IS A DELICIOUS LITTLE CHUNK OF USEFUL ROT!

chickgonebad:

dialecstatic:

this bear is the floppiest 

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ducktapeduck:

topitmunkeydog:

alltehfandoms:

firefly-and-fae:

topitmunkeydog:

i killed a man
photo courtesy of koodalinee

That’s a sticky situation you seem to find yourself in, friend.

DAMNIT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING CONFESSING TO YOUR CRIME ON THE INTERNET?!
Here’s what you need to do.
Wash the knife in bleach and throw it in a sewer grate across town or a large local body of water.
Smash the teeth out of the head and collect them all, then grind the teeth into dust (IN A DIFFERENT LOCATION THAN WHERE YOU STAY) and dispose of them.
Cut off the fingers and strip the flesh from the bone. Feed the flesh to an animal or go all Hannibal on it and consume it yourself.
Now comes the tricky part.
You’re going to want to get a hold of a ridiculous amount of saran wrap, a large plastic sheet, some garbage bags, a power tool that can dismember a body (pay in cash and buy it from a store outside of your city/town), a change of clothes, and a metric fuck-ton of cleaning supplies.
Got it all? Good.
Roll the body on top of the plastic sheet and dismember it. (You’re going to want to do this in a fairly clear, easy to clean area), blood will spurt out of that body insanely so you better have a good stomach.  
After you’ve got all the pieces nice and transportable, wrap them up in the saran wrap and stuff them in the garbage bags along with the clothes you were wearing when you murdered the victim and dismembered them.
Now, drive to the nearest auto salvage yard and throw the body and the clothes you’re wearing) in the trunk on top of a spare tire or any nearby one you can find, throw a heavy fuelant on top (either a hefty amount of gasoline or some napalm [gasoline mixed evenly with cat litter or orange juice concentrate]). Punch out a tail light, ignite the body, close the trunk, and get home.
Clean…
Clean so much.
Scrub until you can’t anymore and then fucking do it more. If you think you’re being too careful, you’re not.
Finally find a GROUP of friends (people who understand your murderous tendencies), and form a solid alibi and stick to it…
Oh, and delete your tumblr.

I killed a blueberry

they are either a writer or a murderer 

ducktapeduck:

topitmunkeydog:

alltehfandoms:

firefly-and-fae:

topitmunkeydog:

i killed a man

photo courtesy of koodalinee

That’s a sticky situation you seem to find yourself in, friend.

DAMNIT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING CONFESSING TO YOUR CRIME ON THE INTERNET?!

Here’s what you need to do.

Wash the knife in bleach and throw it in a sewer grate across town or a large local body of water.

Smash the teeth out of the head and collect them all, then grind the teeth into dust (IN A DIFFERENT LOCATION THAN WHERE YOU STAY) and dispose of them.

Cut off the fingers and strip the flesh from the bone. Feed the flesh to an animal or go all Hannibal on it and consume it yourself.

Now comes the tricky part.

You’re going to want to get a hold of a ridiculous amount of saran wrap, a large plastic sheet, some garbage bags, a power tool that can dismember a body (pay in cash and buy it from a store outside of your city/town), a change of clothes, and a metric fuck-ton of cleaning supplies.

Got it all? Good.

Roll the body on top of the plastic sheet and dismember it. (You’re going to want to do this in a fairly clear, easy to clean area), blood will spurt out of that body insanely so you better have a good stomach.  

After you’ve got all the pieces nice and transportable, wrap them up in the saran wrap and stuff them in the garbage bags along with the clothes you were wearing when you murdered the victim and dismembered them.

Now, drive to the nearest auto salvage yard and throw the body and the clothes you’re wearing) in the trunk on top of a spare tire or any nearby one you can find, throw a heavy fuelant on top (either a hefty amount of gasoline or some napalm [gasoline mixed evenly with cat litter or orange juice concentrate]). Punch out a tail light, ignite the body, close the trunk, and get home.

Clean…

Clean so much.

Scrub until you can’t anymore and then fucking do it more. If you think you’re being too careful, you’re not.

Finally find a GROUP of friends (people who understand your murderous tendencies), and form a solid alibi and stick to it…

Oh, and delete your tumblr.

I killed a blueberry

they are either a writer or a murderer 

thealphapigeon:

Anger a Gryffindor, expect a punch in the face.

Anger a Slytherin, expect a nasty underhanded prank.

Anger a Ravenclaw, expect some passive aggressive, self esteem destroying comments.

Anger a Hufflepuff

RUN.

beingruth:

thefrogman:

10 Jobs For Wombats [video] [h/t: sizvivdeos]

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