I didn’t know cheetahs meow I’ve always thought they roar my whole life has been a lie

Ok but the other one is purring so hard

If I ever don’t reblog this assume I’m dead

Fun fact: technically, because of its inability to roar and its ability to purr, the cheetah is not a ‘big cat’ (or Great Cat) - they are still classified as Lesser Cats.

Also you haven’t heard anything until you hear them cheep.

YOU CANNOT JUST SAY THAT AND NOT PROVIDE A VIDEO

I HAVE REALISED MY MISTAKE AND SHALL RECTIFY IT:

Cheeps.

Oh my god

I’m dead now

MURDER KITTEN SOUNDS LIKE A CHICKEN PEEPER

My step-mom just got a 4th Gen savannah cat and he came running up to me when I played this

when you tryna chill but your siblings love annoyin you

Favorite moment

bears have absolutely no right to be as cute as they are. i want to hug them and pet them. big fluffy dogs, supersized

this thing is one of the most dangerous predators in north america, is bulletproof, and could kill me in milliseconds without breaking a sweat and just. look at his big ole paws and his big ole nose. his wittle ears. i wuv him

human brain: bear will kill you

monkey brain: hehe fluffie

*monkey brain: bear will kill you

Human brain: hehe fluffie

Did they stutter?

science: bear will kill you human & monkey brain in unison: hehe fluffyyy

"It's been fourteen years, and still not a day goes by that I don't miss your dad."

Do you know what hurts the most about this quote? After all the headcanons I’ve read and gifsets I’ve seen and fanfictions I’ve become obsessed with, this quote has never hit me so hard.

Sirius Black loved James Potter. So fucking much. And my God, did he miss him.

He missed the way James would mess up his hair (despite the rather ironic connection his family had to hair products). He missed the way that he stuck up for anyone with a heartbeat, how he saved Snivellus even though Sirius would have let him die, how he would put everyone else’s life before his, without even thinking. How he laughed, with his eyes crinkling and mouth smiling and clutching his stomach as though the amusement pained him, when really, Sirius knew, he thrived off it, he lived for it. How he always let Pete win at Wizard’s Chess, how he made sure to copy down extra notes just for Remus and collect all his homework so he wouldn’t get behind on the days following the Full Moon, how he wrapped a blanket around each of their sleeping forms when they had fallen asleep in front of the fire, or made sure to slip extra woolly socks on their feet when it was cold. He missed how James spoke, with that tinge of laughter lingering in his voice long after the punchline had been told. How his eyes always seemed to know what you meant and how you meant it and his hands were gentle enough to cradle your broken heart. How he smelt of firewood and all things sugar and spice and flowers on a wet summers day and home. He missed how James was always home to him; he was the warmth on the winter nights, and the supporting hand on your shoulder that held you up when you couldn’t stand. He was the mother hen you needed to make sure you ate enough when you were having bad days, really really bad days, and the father you craved when you needed someone to jump up and down on the sidelines with encouragement bursting like sunbeams from his face. He was the friend who was closer than a brother, who you loved and who loved you more then everything and anything in the world. 

Sirius missed the way James’ eyes would light up when they were planning a prank, and the way his voice would speed up into an almost nonsensical gibberish because he wanted to share his ideas with something he was passionate about. How he treasured his old, shitty broom more than anything else, despite the fact that his dad had offered to buy him all the latest models, because he didn’t want to ‘ruin his lucky streak’. And of course, he was right. Even though all the other players had better brooms, somehow James always conquered the pitch with an unbelievable ease. How he spent hours in the library after curfew, a little 12 year old boy, desperately searching for an answer and then, a solution to Remus’ furry little problem. How in third year, he stayed up until the sun broke the stark darkness of the night, scared out of his wits because, “Sirius… I think I’m in love.” How after then, he had swallowed every time he saw Lily Evans, and tried harder in everything he did, and eventually learnt that girls don’t like young boys, girls like young men, and grew up. He missed the way James suddenly started smelling of aftershave, and how his cheeks and ears and neck would stain a bright pink whenever someone brought it up. And how his hair became a tad tidier overnight. 

And then it got very dark very fast and Sirius didn’t miss that. He didn’t miss how looming the shadows got, and how every morning, the sight of the owls bringing letters and newspapers brought instead trepidation and dread. He didn’t miss the screams from newly-forged orphans, or the silence of the Great Hall at Breakfast. He didn’t miss the way Peter suddenly stopped speaking, and Remus suddenly stopped eating.

But he missed how James would stand up straight and walk like he was young and free and happy. He missed how his friend would raise his chin, paint a smile on his face and act like nothing was wrong and everything was going to be okay, even though it wasn’t and they knew it wasn’t, but James said it was and they had that to keep them going. 

Sirius missed how James’ arms around him felt like the only place he could ever belong. How when James smiled at him, he knew that happiness existed and he wanted to crawl into his happiness and live there forever.

But he couldn’t. Because forever didn’t exist. James Potter never got forever. Because the boy who Sirius met on the train to Hogwarts with the toothy grin and messy hair and taught him that family didn’t necessarily mean the one you were born into and the blood you shared, the one who laughed all the time, and seemed to glow with youth and smell of home, the boy who represented everything good in the world was dead before he reached twenty-two. 

And Sirius missed James so much. With every fiber of his being. In fact, not a day had gone by that he hadn’t missed James with such a hopeless longing, because he loved him. And James was dead.

Back in the woods again

Ok so……there’s this big stick just like ..sitting in the woods right…and there’s a bunch of thorns that have grown around it right in a wide radius so I crawled under them to get to the spot and my fingers are cold typing this but….I'mma touch it

I hope you end up inheriting some eldritch power for pulling The Forbidden Stick out of The Woods

so I did take it and high-key recorded it just in case anything weird happened but the only thing that really feels different is I just feel warm but that’s probably from adrenaline

Probably

but the interesting thing is I realize the area it was in I actually passed on my way down but I didn’t see it at all for some reason! and it was like stuck in there pretty well which I guess could have come from falling downwards but….??

Also during my journey on return home with the …thing…I found a random patch of grass… just in a circle, no snow….and it was warm to sit in the spot 😂 y'all this is getting to be a bit much

This also isn’t the first one I’ve found in the past year….if you’ve been here awhile you probably recognize these two >_>

Someone is trying to give you a magical destiny

I’m ready

Who is this modern Druid person?!

ahem. yes

My name is actually Gabriel but I’ll also accept Yes for short

Shy Slytherins & Introverts

• are good at socialising for work functions or charity fundraisers, they were brought up doing it

• but personal socialising and meeting new people can be challenging and scary

• they don’t know how to act and would rather get to the point where they know them well enough to be more themselves

• they generally make friends with Hufflepuff first because they aren’t even aware it’s happened till much later

• won’t put their hand up in a class full of people they’ve never talked to, they’ll tell a friend the answer so Slytherin still gets the points

• like being quiet and being around unfamiliar people drains them so they need time to check out. Possibly with a book

• like observing more than participating

• have people they hang out with and don’t consider it socialising so it’s not draining

• ridiculously good at socialising for work or if it goes towards achieving a goal

• closet silver tongues

• have very strong opinions, they just don’t necessarily share them

• “fake it till you make it” is the reason why there so good at professional socialising

if you c*nsor anything in a post you are l*gally required to put all of the omitted v*wels at the end as a footn*te

*eeoo

Okay th*n. *f you’r* sure about th*s. 

Old Macd*nald had a farm.  

*eieio

i’m going to shatter you like glass

Jason ‘I like to throw axes at bullseye’ momoa

here’s a vid from the pov of the dudes inside

This is the only thing I will accept with the use of the phrase “boys will be boys”

HOLY SHIT WATCH THE OTHER VIDEO THAT WAS FAR MORE BOYS THAN I EXPECTED

I haven’t posted anything here in awhile, so here’s some Punderworld XD It’s a prequel to that muse and armpit one XD

jfc ><

SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE (2018)

ALL THE FUCKING DETAILS IN THIS SHOT.

Whrn the group moves to the left, Gwen is the one who takes her eyes off him to make sure the group roubds the corner. Miles turns his head both times, but not only is he the center of the group, but his leg is one of the few things keeping Peni suspended meaning he needs to pay the most attention to the wall.

Noir and Spidey both keep their eyes completely on chair-guy on the first pass. Noir only looking away when they go back for a split second to confirm where they are going, before snapping back to the “threat”. Spidey however, doesnt look away, which leads to his feet dangling in the air while they round the corner.

And of course Porker is a cartoon and bound to his own Roger Rabbit logic as he squeezes behind them without disturbing them.

It May seem silly to point this stuff out, but it informs so much about the individual characters, and really needs to be appreciated ot terms of great animation techniques.

This is also the best shot for showing off the different art designs ie. Noires filter over his image, the cartoon nature of Ham, and even small details in the difference between Gwen and the other two mainline spideys.

IT’S SO GOOD.

One detail I love is Peni.

Like, she’s up there too, and out of all of them she’s the one who technically doesn’t have any of the spider powers necessary to stick to the walls. So how is she staying up there?

Miles and Gwen.

Look at how they’re both positioned: Miles keeps his right leg angled so that Peni has a sort of perch to keep her legs against, even while they’re on the move, while her upper body is being held in place by Gwen’s left hand (Gwen’s entire left arm isn’t visible in the movements, compared to how we see everyone else’s arms).

Peni is being carefully held in place by Miles and Gwen, and I love that detail.

Peni also shifts her eyes to look the direction they’re moving the second time. Just for one second, then she focus on Ganke again. Even though she’s not doing any moving herself, she too pays attention to the wall.

Also the animators of this scene pointed out they specifically shoved them all together like this to make a shape that’s akin to a spider; they even tried to make out all the limbs of the spider during this animation!

I see we’re no longer being subtle

What They Don’t Tell You

•Even after you cut someone toxic/abusive out of your life, they drain you

•They get to walk away and pretend like it didn’t happen, while you’re left to pick up the pieces

•Sometimes they’ll play victim, try to garner all the sympathy and attention even though you know they have no right

•Sometimes they’ll take a fake high road, accuse you of lying and say they did nothing wrong, that you hurt them, and pretend that they’re better

•Some won’t take no for an answer

•They’ll do anything to put the blame on you. To make you seem like the villain or the monster

•Most will hurt someone again. And the hardest part is accepting that it won’t be your fault

•You’ll feel a void in your life where they were. You might miss them. That’s normal.

•You have to relearn so many things. What actual healthy love/friendships/relationships are

•You need to learn to trust again, to see the world as more then its darkness

•You’ll think you’re faking it sometimes. Even if others believe you, the what if will always creep up

•You need support. No one can do this alone

•Healing isn’t linear. It has its ups and its downs. Some vary day to day

•Just because you have a bad day doesn’t mean you’re regressing

•Everyone heals differently, but there will always be a scar

•Somethings may never be the same for you, somethings will trigger you. And that’s ok

•Nothing you did caused this. You didn’t deserve it. You didn’t do anything. THEY chose to hurt YOU.

•Some abusers might have loved you, and it’s hard to accept that. Remember that this is toxic, unhealthy love

•You don’t have to forgive them. But you also don’t have to never forgive. Whatever helps you heal is what you need to do

•You may lose more people then just the one. Whether it’s people who support them, won’t support you, people you now see differently, etc. That’s ok

•You get to choose whose in your life