Daddy’s at the food store, Mummy’s out of town,

She’s working at the hospital since Rhona came to town,

Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s come to town,

Hide away, hide away, she’s come to take us down.

Miss Rhona’s at the doorstep, I’ll keep 6 feet away,

But Grandma needs the paper, I’ll take her some today,

Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s come to stay,

Hide away, hide away, we can’t come out to play.

But Grandma needs the paper, I’ll take her some today,

And here’s a note from Rhona, she wanted me to say,

Hide away, hide away, keep 6 feet away,

Hide away, hide away, she took us down today.

[Image ID: Tumblr user @neanderthyall says in the notes, “I thought that 6 feet was kind of a double meaning. Like six feet away to stop the spread, but when people die they’re six feet underground, and its six feet of the dirt that keeps you apart. Like ‘Hide away, hide away, even though it hurts Hide away, hide away, or the six feet will be dirt’.” End ID.]

HI DON’T LEAVE THIS IN THE NOTES THAT’S ACTUALLY BRILLIANT

I’ve taken the liberty of expanding the lyrics slightly and coming up with a tune:

Daddy’s at the food store, Mummy’s out of town, She’s working at the hospital since Rhona came to town, Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s come to town, Hide away, hide away, she’s come to take us down.

Miss Rhona’s at the doorstep, I’ll keep 6 feet away, But Grandma needs the paper, I’ll take her some today, Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s come to stay, Hide away, hide away, we can’t come out to play.

I need to see the sunlight, I’ve not been out in days And here’s a note from Rhona, she wanted me to say, Hide away, hide away, keep 6 feet away, Hide away, hide away, she took us down today

The days all run together, I haven’t changed my shirt We may be getting restless, but keep on the alert Hide away, hide away, even though it hurts Hide away, hide away, or the six feet will be dirt

@billpottsismygf’s extended version. A beautiful singing voice 🎶☺️

As planned I’ve extended this even further and re-recorded it with the new lyrics and a guitar part; it’s also a bit better quality. It’s so cool that so many different versions of this song have sprung up already! I recommend having a scroll through them all on @jus-tea​​‘s tumblr.

(Em)Daddy’s at the (B7)food store, (Em)Mummy’s out of (B7)town, She’s (Em)working at the (B7)hospital since (Em)Rhona (B7)came to (Em)town, (Am)Hide away, hide away, Miss (Em)Rhona’s come to town, (Am)Hide away, (Em)hide away, she’s come to (B7)take us (Em)down.

Miss Rhona’s at the doorstep, I’ll keep six feet away, But Grandma needs the paper, I’ll take her one today, Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s come to stay, Hide away, hide away, we can’t come out to play.

I’m missing all my friends, though we keep in touch by phone, I’m learning what it is to truly be alone, Hide away, hide away, even though you moan, Hide away, hide away, or we’ll be lying prone.

My love she says she misses the twinkle of my eyes, But Rhona stalks the streets and to meet would be unwise, Hide away, hide away, we hear the desperate cries, Hide away, hide away, or see the bodies rise.

I feel myself a-coughin’, I haven’t got a mask, It’s work or die for me, though, so who am I to ask, Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s on the task, Hide away, hide away, she’s come for me at last.

I need to see the sunlight, I’ve not been out in days, And here’s a note from Rhona, she wanted me to say, Hide away, hide away, keep 6 feet away, Hide away, hide away, she took us down today.

The days all run together, I haven’t changed my shirt, We may be getting restless, but keep on the alert, Hide away, hide away, Miss Rhona’s quite the flirt, Hide away, hide away, her touch is not inert.

Hide away, hide away, even though it hurts, Hide away, hide away, or six feet will be dirt.

Damn. I am speachless.

This is no longer a children’s tune. It’s a bards ballad.

Y’all always outdo yourselves

The Addams Family renting out rooms in their huge mansion cheaply to broke college students.

The students digging it because the craziness and the bugs are pretty much the same as any other dorm house. Also, Morticia and Gomez treat them all like visiting cousins, not like tenants to abuse and exploit. 

One of the tenants is a creative writing major and Gomez and Morticia house them up in the tower because of the quiet and the inspiring view

They’re supposed to be working on a typical coming-of-age story but after living with the Addams for just a week the project is becoming a horror-Gothic-romance

They go to their room after classes one day and find Thing correcting the grammar errors in the manuscript with a red pen 

and yeah, the students pay roughly market value for their rooms, but that doesn’t stop gomez from shouting “capital idea!” and handing them wads of cash when they tell him about their weekend plans or what they’re researching, so they basically end up living there for free

In the same vein, half the them have to turn into exceptional fencers, because Gomez just doesn’t give a shit, and if he sees you in the library, its fucking Sword Fighting Time. 

Fester and Pugsley find out one of the college students is trying to get into chemistry and woo boy, there has never been a faster study of how to counter various acidic chemical reactions due to “water” balloons in campus history. 

Morticia and Grammy are keeping the horticulturalists on their toes with their Black Tulip/Rose hybrids, which can flick their barbs a foot away from their stem system. But it’s fine, one of the kids has managed to breed Aloe with the anti venom. 

Lurch makes sandwiches for everyone who’s too much of a coward for Grammy’s cooking. Any music major will find him looming over them, utterly stone faced as they practise until they finish, when he’ll smile, and slowly applaud. 

And the spookiest thing of all

Wednesday and Thing will find your thesis. They will critique it in every way imaginable. 

There is no escape. 

I especially love the idea of Gomez spotting a student in the library, throwing a sword at a startled student, shouting, “En garde!” and lunging at him/her with a sword of his own.

Student (later in life), when asked how she jumps from quietly doing research to handling a sudden influx of ER cases so quickly and easily, says, “When you have to snap out of deep concentration on biochem to fight for your life then get back to biochem without losing your train of thought…you learn or you die.”

This has made me laugh so hard-

@deaththeshark

TONIGHT

TONIGHT

Tonight!!!

reblog to have this spoopy dancing ghost on ur blog

There is an old belief in Serbian villages and small towns that certain pumpkins (and watermelons), when left outside during a full moon, will turn in to a vampire.

Happy Halloween, everyone!

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*whisper chants* vampire pumpkin vampire pumpkins vampire pumpkins

This is the quality fall shit I’m here for

I think it’s great that Pumpkins (and other squash) were only introduced to Europe around 1600 and the Serbs wasted absolutely no time blaming them for their problems.

I have a headcannon that when Peter Parker gets cranky from lack of sleep, hunger, whatever, his scariness/sass factor goes up like 1000%

__

After a horrible battle against giant lizards. Back at Stark Tower.

Steve Rogers ruffling Peter’s hair: Aren’t you a little young to be an Avenger?

Peter running on 12 red bulls, only slept nine hours total in the last WEEK, and now knows the taste of lizard blood: Aren’t you a little old to be alive?

Steve shocked:

Tony stunned:

Other Avengers mentally freaking out:

Peter: i can fix that for you

Tony: KID-

Peter coming home after an EXHAUSTING patrol. He wants nothing more than watch Star Wars and eat the rest of the gummy worms he had stashed in the fridge. There not in the fridge when he gets there.

Peter, still in costume, goes to the Living room: Anyone Seen my Gummies. I swore I left them in the fridge.

Thor: AHHH Son of Stark, I ate your delightful fruit worms. A bizarre but delicious treat. I see why you enjoy them!

Peter sounding just as calm: Oh. Okay.

Peter: Karen! Active instant kill mode.

Tony jumping up: WAIT-

—

Ten minutes later. 

Tony: What the hell, kid!

(In background, the rest of avengers are trying to put out the couch fire.)

Peter: He at my gummy worms, Mr. Stark!

Tony: So you decide to kill a god!!!!

Peter attending an Avengers meeting led by Steve. Its being going on for what feels like forever. Its been hours. He’s bored out of his mind, and he started to get hungry. He’s barely paying attention anymore. Instead Peter is staring at Hawkeye. Clint is spinning in his chair like a child, flicking paper footballs at people, making funny faces at Steve; the works.

Eventually, everyone starts noticing Peter staring at Clint with a thoughtful look on his face. Scott Lang, sitting next to Clint and the first to notice, finally nudges Hawkeye. Clint notices and gets creeped out.

Steve: You alright there, buddy?

Peter:

Tony glancing up from his phone: Kiddo?

Peter still look dead at Clint, the bored expression still on his face: I should hunt you for sport.

Steve:

Tony:

Thor:

Clint: WHAT THE FUC-

Natasha looking far too amused:

Bruce:

Bucky:

The rest of the Avengers looking horrified:

The only sound in the room is the slow creaking of Scott Lang inching his chair away from Clint

Tony looking at his watch: *sighs* We are passed lunch time.

Tony pulling on Peter’s arm: Come on, kid. Lets go get you a snickers.

Peter not budging, still staring at Clint: Why, Mr. Stark?

Tony: You’re not yourself when you’re hungry, child of the corn

At breakfast table, early in the morning. All the avengers are there, loud and chaotic as ever.

Peter chugging his ninth cup of coffee and can barely keep his eyes opened

Bucky: Hey Spider-Brat, I’m your favorite Avenger right?

Peter: I mean I would sell you, your soul, and your first born child for a Red Bull right now but Go Off, I guess.

Bucky:

Steve:

Other Avengers:

Tony looking up from his tablet: What time did you go to sleep last time, Peter

Bruce: That’s what your concerned about?

Rhodes not bothering to look up from his own tablet: Huh. Scary how much he reminds me of you at that age.

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Late night they are processing paperwork or whatever

Peter is in the corners looking half dead and Steve walks past

Steve: *grabs peter’s redbull* youre always drinking so much caffeine. Can’t be good for your brain kiddo.

Peter not looking up from his work: that can of caffeine is the one things stopping me from defenestrating you from the 50th floor of stark towers

Steve: *slowly puts it back down*

Bucky: *asking tony what defenestration means*

Rest of the crew: dead silent

Tony: alright kid that’s enough work for you

Peter coming home from school to find that his secret snack stash has once again been pilfered. Peter going to Avengers hanging out in the living room.

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The Avengers on the Quinjet. They just got done fighting Hydra and are finally bringing in Brock Rumlow and a bunch of his goons. Peter, still in his super suit, is exhausted and can barely keep his eyes opened. He is sitting next to Rumlow who has his hands and feet secure.

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Natasha appearing out of nowhere and scaring the Avengers for the millionth time. Peter is taking a nap on the couch

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Peter meeting Nick Fury for the first time. They’re in a meeting room with the other Avengers. It’s very early in the morning. Peter is bundled up in his oversized hoodie, hissing whenever someone addresses him. Fury finishes recapping the previous mission.

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Peter playing video games. He’s been at the same level for hours trying to beat it and has gotten agitated. A few of the other Avengers are talking loudly in the same room.

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The next morning at breakfast. Peter is trying to eat in peace.

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The Avengers are all playing Monopoly. They have been playing for less than an half an hour but Peter is already crushing them. The pizza they ordered is WAY late.

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I have a headcannon that when Peter Parker gets cranky from lack of sleep, hunger, whatever, his scariness/sass factor goes up like 1000%

__

After a horrible battle against giant lizards. Back at Stark Tower.

Steve Rogers ruffling Peter's hair: Aren't you a little young to be an Avenger?

Peter running on 12 red bulls, only slept nine hours total in the last WEEK, and now knows the taste of lizard blood: Aren't you a little old to be alive?

Steve shocked:

Tony stunned:

Other Avengers mentally freaking out:

Peter: i can fix that for you

Tony: KID-

Peter coming home after an EXHAUSTING patrol. He wants nothing more than watch Star Wars and eat the rest of the gummy worms he had stashed in the fridge. There not in the fridge when he gets there.

Peter, still in costume, goes to the Living room: Anyone Seen my Gummies. I swore I left them in the fridge.

Thor: AHHH Son of Stark, I ate your delightful fruit worms. A bizarre but delicious treat. I see why you enjoy them!

Peter sounding just as calm: Oh. Okay.

Peter: Karen! Active instant kill mode.

Tony jumping up: WAIT-

---

Ten minutes later. 

Tony: What the hell, kid!

(In background, the rest of avengers are trying to put out the couch fire.)

Peter: He at my gummy worms, Mr. Stark!

Tony: So you decide to kill a god!!!!

Peter attending an Avengers meeting led by Steve. Its being going on for what feels like forever. Its been hours. He’s bored out of his mind, and he started to get hungry. He’s barely paying attention anymore. Instead Peter is staring at Hawkeye. Clint is spinning in his chair like a child, flicking paper footballs at people, making funny faces at Steve; the works.

Eventually, everyone starts noticing Peter staring at Clint with a thoughtful look on his face. Scott Lang, sitting next to Clint and the first to notice, finally nudges Hawkeye. Clint notices and gets creeped out.

Steve: You alright there, buddy?

Peter:

Tony glancing up from his phone: Kiddo?

Peter still look dead at Clint, the bored expression still on his face: I should hunt you for sport.

Steve:

Tony:

Thor:

Clint: WHAT THE FUC-

Natasha looking far too amused:

Bruce:

Bucky:

The rest of the Avengers looking horrified:

The only sound in the room is the slow creaking of Scott Lang inching his chair away from Clint

Tony looking at his watch: *sighs* We are passed lunch time.

Tony pulling on Peter’s arm: Come on, kid. Lets go get you a snickers.

Peter not budging, still staring at Clint: Why, Mr. Stark?

Tony: You’re not yourself when you’re hungry, child of the corn

At breakfast table, early in the morning. All the avengers are there, loud and chaotic as ever.

Peter chugging his ninth cup of coffee and can barely keep his eyes opened

Bucky: Hey Spider-Brat, I’m your favorite Avenger right?

Peter: I mean I would sell you, your soul, and your first born child for a Red Bull right now but Go Off, I guess.

Bucky:

Steve:

Other Avengers:

Tony looking up from his tablet: What time did you go to sleep last time, Peter

Bruce: That’s what your concerned about?

Rhodes not bothering to look up from his own tablet: Huh. Scary how much he reminds me of you at that age.

how do you subscribe to a post

Late night they are processing paperwork or whatever

Peter is in the corners looking half dead and Steve walks past

Peter coming home from school to find that his secret snack stash has once again been pilfered. Peter going to Avengers hanging out in the living room.

The Avengers on the Quinjet. They just got done fighting Hydra and are finally bringing in Brock Rumlow and a bunch of his goons. Peter, still in his super suit, is exhausted and can barely keep his eyes opened. He is sitting next to Rumlow who has his hands and feet secure.

Natasha appearing out of nowhere and scaring the Avengers for the millionth time. Peter is taking a nap on the couch

I have a headcannon that when Peter Parker gets cranky from lack of sleep, hunger, whatever, his scariness/sass factor goes up like 1000%

__

After a horrible battle against giant lizards. Back at Stark Tower.

Steve Rogers ruffling Peter's hair: Aren't you a little young to be an Avenger?

Peter running on 12 red bulls, only slept nine hours total in the last WEEK, and now knows the taste of lizard blood: Aren't you a little old to be alive?

Steve shocked:

Tony stunned:

Other Avengers mentally freaking out:

Peter: i can fix that for you

Tony: KID-

Peter coming home after an EXHAUSTING patrol. He wants nothing more than watch Star Wars and eat the rest of the gummy worms he had stashed in the fridge. There not in the fridge when he gets there.

Peter, still in costume, goes to the Living room: Anyone Seen my Gummies. I swore I left them in the fridge.

Thor: AHHH Son of Stark, I ate your delightful fruit worms. A bizarre but delicious treat. I see why you enjoy them!

Peter sounding just as calm: Oh. Okay.

Peter: Karen! Active instant kill mode.

Tony jumping up: WAIT-

---

Ten minutes later. 

Tony: What the hell, kid!

(In background, the rest of avengers are trying to put out the couch fire.)

Peter: He at my gummy worms, Mr. Stark!

Tony: So you decide to kill a god!!!!

Peter attending an Avengers meeting led by Steve. Its being going on for what feels like forever. Its been hours. He’s bored out of his mind, and he started to get hungry. He’s barely paying attention anymore. Instead Peter is staring at Hawkeye. Clint is spinning in his chair like a child, flicking paper footballs at people, making funny faces at Steve; the works.

Eventually, everyone starts noticing Peter staring at Clint with a thoughtful look on his face. Scott Lang, sitting next to Clint and the first to notice, finally nudges Hawkeye. Clint notices and gets creeped out.

Steve: You alright there, buddy?

Peter:

Tony glancing up from his phone: Kiddo?

Peter still look dead at Clint, the bored expression still on his face: I should hunt you for sport.

Steve:

Tony:

Thor:

Clint: WHAT THE FUC-

Natasha looking far too amused:

Bruce:

Bucky:

The rest of the Avengers looking horrified:

The only sound in the room is the slow creaking of Scott Lang inching his chair away from Clint

Tony looking at his watch: *sighs* We are passed lunch time.

Tony pulling on Peter’s arm: Come on, kid. Lets go get you a snickers.

Peter not budging, still staring at Clint: Why, Mr. Stark?

Tony: You’re not yourself when you’re hungry, child of the corn

At breakfast table, early in the morning. All the avengers are there, loud and chaotic as ever.

Peter chugging his ninth cup of coffee and can barely keep his eyes opened

Bucky: Hey Spider-Brat, I’m your favorite Avenger right?

Peter: I mean I would sell you, your soul, and your first born child for a Red Bull right now but Go Off, I guess.

Bucky:

Steve:

Other Avengers:

Tony looking up from his tablet: What time did you go to sleep last time, Peter

Bruce: That’s what your concerned about?

Rhodes not bothering to look up from his own tablet: Huh. Scary how much he reminds me of you at that age.

how do you subscribe to a post

Late night they are processing paperwork or whatever

Peter is in the corners looking half dead and Steve walks past

Peter coming home from school to find that his secret snack stash has once again been pilfered. Peter going to Avengers hanging out in the living room.

the crossover that nobody asked for

I have a headcannon that when Peter Parker gets cranky from lack of sleep, hunger, whatever, his scariness/sass factor goes up like 1000%

__

After a horrible battle against giant lizards. Back at Stark Tower.

Steve Rogers ruffling Peter's hair: Aren't you a little young to be an Avenger?

Peter running on 12 red bulls, only slept nine hours total in the last WEEK, and now knows the taste of lizard blood: Aren't you a little old to be alive?

Steve shocked:

Tony stunned:

Other Avengers mentally freaking out:

Peter: i can fix that for you

Tony: KID-

Peter coming home after an EXHAUSTING patrol. He wants nothing more than watch Star Wars and eat the rest of the gummy worms he had stashed in the fridge. There not in the fridge when he gets there.

Peter, still in costume, goes to the Living room: Anyone Seen my Gummies. I swore I left them in the fridge.

Thor: AHHH Son of Stark, I ate your delightful fruit worms. A bizarre but delicious treat. I see why you enjoy them!

Peter sounding just as calm: Oh. Okay.

Peter: Karen! Active instant kill mode.

Tony jumping up: WAIT-

---

Ten minutes later. 

Tony: What the hell, kid!

(In background, the rest of avengers are trying to put out the couch fire.)

Peter: He at my gummy worms, Mr. Stark!

Tony: So you decide to kill a god!!!!

Peter attending an Avengers meeting led by Steve. Its being going on for what feels like forever. Its been hours. He’s bored out of his mind, and he started to get hungry. He’s barely paying attention anymore. Instead Peter is staring at Hawkeye. Clint is spinning in his chair like a child, flicking paper footballs at people, making funny faces at Steve; the works.

Eventually, everyone starts noticing Peter staring at Clint with a thoughtful look on his face. Scott Lang, sitting next to Clint and the first to notice, finally nudges Hawkeye. Clint notices and gets creeped out.

Steve: You alright there, buddy?

Peter:

Tony glancing up from his phone: Kiddo?

Peter still look dead at Clint, the bored expression still on his face: I should hunt you for sport.

Steve:

Tony:

Thor:

Clint: WHAT THE FUC-

Natasha looking far too amused:

Bruce:

Bucky:

The rest of the Avengers looking horrified:

The only sound in the room is the slow creaking of Scott Lang inching his chair away from Clint

Tony looking at his watch: *sighs* We are passed lunch time.

Tony pulling on Peter’s arm: Come on, kid. Lets go get you a snickers.

Peter not budging, still staring at Clint: Why, Mr. Stark?

Tony: You’re not yourself when you’re hungry, child of the corn

At breakfast table, early in the morning. All the avengers are there, loud and chaotic as ever.

Peter chugging his ninth cup of coffee and can barely keep his eyes opened

Bucky: Hey Spider-Brat, I’m your favorite Avenger right?

Peter: I mean I would sell you, your soul, and your first born child for a Red Bull right now but Go Off, I guess.

Bucky:

Steve:

Other Avengers:

Tony looking up from his tablet: What time did you go to sleep last time, Peter

Bruce: That’s what your concerned about?

Rhodes not bothering to look up from his own tablet: Huh. Scary how much he reminds me of you at that age.

Unmute !

I just wanna thank the person who put this across my dash cause I’m sad as hell but I still laughed a little

WAGHGHHHH

Dad for One from One for All's perspective as an incredibly distressed ghost

Bonus:

Yes! Live your Hogwarts fantasy!!!

Top 10 Cute But Practical Outfits for when You're Exploring that Castle Rumored to be the Home of One or More Vampires

This is only a top 5 but still

You wish for wings or horns or fangs. You wish for powers you can’t control and an ability that you hate. You wish for these things because you are already hated. Already outcasted. Already existing on the fringes of society and you are wishing that it was at least for something cool.

But no. It’s not. It’s not for anything cool. You’re hated because of the most uninteresting normal things in the world. Your coloration, who you love, what you wear, how your mind is wired. It’s all so normal and you can’t stand it. How can they hate you for something so normal? It makes no sense.

So you wish that you had horns instead.

How dare you call me out so harshly

oh I’m not crying I promise

this shit hurt my feelings, but it makes sense :(

Yeah but also with horns or powers those jerks can be scared away, it’s like coloring your hair or wearing spikes, a defense mechanism to keep people who judge by looks alone away

“That’s it, I win”