barnes & noble and chill

Deku enjoying the summer sun

deer are horse if they were twinks

why does this make sense,,.?,.????

Moose are horse if they were bears

hamlet’s dad: son you need to avenge me

hamlet: oh ABSOLUTELY

hamlet for the next four and a half acts:

For all u mountain climbers out there

*climbs up and takes a few good slurps while i piss on the wall*

You literally did not have to say that

i didn’t

With your camera? How… how did you get the first shot, on the outside of the plane?

no more questions

a guy about my age, frat boy type, just stepped off the bus, looked me right in the eyes, and said “i wish things were different.” then walked away. genuinely think it might have been a hallucination

My final piece for the @tododekuworldszine zine! Thank you so much for letting me be part of this!

A British graffiti artist’s year-long battle with a local council – and how that squabble transformed an otherwise unremarkable brick building – has been recorded in a gloriously amusing photo series.

(x)

This kind of thing always makes me feel weirdly patriotic.

love… is stored in the cat

Once you graduate you turn into communist Mario

I completely forgot what McDonald’s was

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The AO3 Tag of the Day is: Renaissance fanart

I’m gonna let you in on a secret.

You know what, assholes? I run this blog for y'all every day. I see things you cannot begin to imagine. I have to read people’s Robespierre smut and their questions about how various monsters would fuck them. I am so jaded that, when someone submits a tag mentioning some random vaguely liquid substance without context, I just assume it’s being used as lube. Nutella? Lube. Crazy glue? Lube. Divine fucking ichor? Fucking lube! I do this for you, y'all. I shield you from this shit. I stand athwart the tides of horror, hold my hands up, and yell “STOP” in the hopes that it will keep the waters from reaching you.

So you know what, fuckheads!? If I want to maintain the one tiny scrap of innocence I have left, I will. The official policy of AO3TagoftheDay is now that turtles, teenage, mutant, ninja, or otherwise, do not fuck. It never happens. They don’t fuck. They don’t fuck each other. They don’t fuck humans. They don’t fuck in real life and they don’t fuck in fiction. This tag is about two gay Renaissance painters holding each other close and kissing chastely under the Sistine chapel ceiling.

There. Glad we got that sorted out. Please return to your regularly scheduled programming.

@ao3tagoftheday you’ll never know their sacrifice.