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Never will these not be cute.

One of my all time favourite things I’ve seen tumblr

we shortly interrupt your regular shitposting program with these reptiles

Reptiles are the bestest

@tinyjing

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

voidethered:

wait, does that mean?

oh boy…….

Luckily, this nonsense doesn’t work on girls.

Observe…

This post is immaculate

It can’t be true.

And it can’t possibly work on motorcycle helmets.

I must test it.

Nothing happening so far…

HOLY SHIT IT WORKS

What in the world?

Oh why not? This should be interesting.

Here we go!

Were all mad here in Underland!

What the hell! Never Again!

… Actually …

One more time.

Alright, I gotta try this!

Can’t be that bad!

….

…oh my god…

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This just gets better and better

This is one of my favourite things to look at

holy shit this stuff is back

Okay Clearly something is up.

Hmm… I wonder

I’m sure nothing could possibly…

HOLY SHIT

IT GOT BETTER

I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING SO LONG FOR THIS POST OH MY GOD!!!

I wonder what happens when you wear 8 of these at once…

we’ve reached the ultimatum

IT’S BACK ON MY DASH AND IT BECAME BETTER

I see this post every couple of months and it never ceases to make me laugh like a fucking dolphin

HATS!

ALL HAIL THE POWER OF HATS!!!

WHAT EVEN?!

BEST SHIT EVER!

I NEVER GET SICK OF THIS EVER

THIS IS THE BEST FUCKING THING OF ALL TIMES!!!

TF2, the post.

Help.

Does ANYONE know where I can watch fairy tail episode 188 ENGLISH SUB FOR FREE?

Because all I’ve found is damn dubs

“To talk to you, you know Dovah correct?”

“Yes, he’s like a brother to me… Why?”

“You ever what his power was like? ”

“Did I ever want to know? No. Because I know how beings like you work.”

“Well you are talking to corruption itself, I am corruption. Would you like to know the story of how I was given to Dovah?

He glared at him, “Fine, I’ll listen to you, parasite.” He sat in a chair, unaware of if Sneok had a plan or something.

“So I was trapped by the creators of the universes, because I was corrupting the words, hence the name corruption. I was locked inside a temple forever until Dovah had came in, a normal guardian back then and he had set me free, so I infused with him. He just thought I was a power until 5 years ago when I showed myself.”

“Why show yourself? Why make yourself known, you god damned parasite?!”

“Damn, someones a bit mad.” He put up his hands mockingly

“Cause you caused a man I consider to be family a great deal of pain.”

“He’s fine, don’t worry about him.”

“All I can do is worry about him you piece of space garbage!”

“Hey, I’m the one who made him who he is. If he never found me he would still be serving the dammed traveler.”

“He might also have found someone, but no, you just had to go cause him to rampage!”

“Okay, you got me there, but I did it for good reasons.”

“Which are?”

“He needed to learn.”

“To learn what?!”

‘He needed to learn consequences.” 

Nyx sighed as Sneok’s held her and simply focused on the show, gasping in relief when Thomas and his team won with their Oscar’s inspired cupcakes. She smiled as the credits rolled and another episode started to play.

He had pulled her closer and slowly went in for a kiss, this was a pretty good dream for him, but in the real world, we would just have to see what happens

Nyx grabbed a pillow and gently used it to push away Sneok’s face. “No.” She grumbled, trying to watch her show.

He had woken up slowly by the pillow being pushed on his and quickly pulled away his hands. “Uhhh, sorry.”

“I know.” She sighed, setting the pillow back under her head. “Have a good nap?”

“Uh yeah… Sorry about that.” He rubbed the back of his head as a slight blush came across his face. “But I don’t feel as exhausted.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re not tired.” She said, sitting up. She removed the ice packs and stared at her hands. “At least there’s no scarring…you’d think I wouldn’t be afraid of disfigurement, but I am…” she mumbled, standing up. She winced slightly, but walked over to the kitchen area.

He sat up. “We all are.” He looked over at what she was doing.

She slowly got out a tea kettle and filled it with water and rummaged around until she found the tea, and threw it in. She then set it on the stove over a low flame. “There.” She murmured, returning to sit on the bed and braid her hair.

He smiled. “You know how to bake right?” He asked as he put on a shirt.

“Mm, I do. I used to bake all the time when I was a child with my mother. Back then we didn’t have a lot if recipes but that didn’t mean we weren’t in the kitchen marking up new ones.” She smiled at the memory. “I would now but my hands are still sore.”

“I see. I have a recipe of my own if you would like to learn it.” He said calmy.

She finished her braid and unraveled it so that her hair was a bit more wavy that it’s normal texture. “Maybe I can read it for now, but yes.”

“Okay.” He got up and walked over to the kitchen and opened a drawer, pulling out a slip of parchment that was protected by enchantments. He walked back over and handed the slip to Nyx and sat back down on the bed. “It’s a recipe for cookies. I know, I don’t seem like the baking type.”

“Baking is for anyone.” She told him, reading over the recipe. She nodded along with the ingredients. “These do sound good. I’ll try this out once I feel batter.” She smiled softly.

He chuckled a bit. “It seems that my jokes are rubbing off on you. But I said that I don’t seem the type to bake because, look at me. If you first saw me walking down the street would you think I would bake?”

“If I saw you on the street, I don’t think I would really think much of it.” She said honestly. “I rule a race of demon, I’ve seen the monsters my mother creates. You’re not the most frightening person I’ve met.”

“Well that’s good, but if you don’t mind me asking, who is the most frightening person you’ve met?”

Nyx looked down. “That’s a tie between my brother Erebus and a being known as Typhon…” she mumbled, bringing her knees up to her chest. “I um…I would rather I never met them.” She shuddered.

He put a hand on her shoulder. “Hey, don’t worry. I won’t let anyone hurt you.” The tea kettle started whistling. “Here, let me get it.” He got up and poured them some tea.

Nyx held her shoulders and sighed. Erebus and Typhon…alone they were horrid but together…she shivered at the memory. “I almost lost everything to them. Everything I had and loved was almost gone.” She said quietly.

He handed her the cup and set his down. “Don’t worry, you’re not going to be hurt by them. But I didn’t know about your brother.”

Nyx held the warm cup and nodded. “He’s the god of darkness. Not just the absence of light, but the darkness in the hearts of all.” She took a sip. “He’s imprisoned in Tartarus now, thank goodness. But still.”

“Don’t worry, as long as i’m near, no one will hurt you.” He said as he smiled

GUYS???????

THIS IS FUCKING 23H AGO PLEASE DONT JUST LIKE THIS,

HERE IS THE NATIONAL SEX TRAFFICKING NUMBER FOR THE US; +1 (888) 373-7888 I RECOMMEND YOU CALL THEM IMMEDIATELY

THEY REALLY SAID DIAL 911 IF ITS AN EMERGENCY WHAT/?

I just looked up her username to see if she was ok, and her snapchat story was updated an hour ago to say “kennedi will be fine with me, she will come home next month or during the summertime” wtf.

i just saw and im so scared??? what the fuck is happening??

guys please make this post more widely known!!!! i dont live in the US, i dont think there’s much i can do but im begging you to all reblog this!!

-mod jack ❄❄❄

I ALSO WOULD LIKE TO SAY I TEXTED HER SNAPCHAT AND THERE WAS NO REPLY, BUT IT SAYS IT WAS OPENED

so this is real?

why would u think it’s not real?

wtf has anyone contacted snapchat about this?

Okay I went and checked this out because I wasn’t sure how old it was. The “she’ll be fine with me” update was 7 HOURS AGO. it is 12:55am EST on March 12, 2017 right now. her name is Kennedi High, she’s 16, from Baltimore, autistic, and the authorities believe she may be in California. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE FOLLOWERS FROM BALTIMORE AND CALI. SHE HAS BEEN MISSING FOR ALMOST FOUR DAYS AND MAY HAVE ALREADY BEEN SOLD AND/OR TRANSFERRED ELSEWHERE.

ALSO: if you decide to add the account to look at the message in her story for yourself, please BLOCK the account IMMEDIATELY afterwards. They have already been reported to Snapchat HQ, and blocking will keep the traffickers from being able to find you, as long as you do it pretty much as soon as you see it.

PLEASE SPREAD THIS!!!! ANY BALTIMORE FRIENDS PLEASE CALL BPD!!!

Here’s a link to the news: http://foxbaltimore.com/news/local/missing-16-year-old-girl-believed-to-be-in-baltimore

A missing 16-year-old girl was last seen in the area of Falls Road and Hillside Road around 3 p.m. on March 8, police confirm.

According to police, Kennedi High was last seen wearing black pants, a white shirt, a black puff coat, black Ugg boots and red glasses. The National Center For Missing & Exploited Children (NCMEC) released two photos of the missing teen on Thursday, noting that she was still believed to be in the Baltimore area.

High is described as being 5’7” tall and approximately 120 pounds.

Here’s what she looks like to keep an eye out BALTIMORE COUNTY!!!

Anyone in this area please look out!

Signal boost this! This is current information.

Send “🌺” If you love having me as an RP partner

Don't make my girlfriend cry.

Okay, so this was a good few years ago, back when I was in high school.

In case my username didn’t give it away, I am happily and openly gay af, and I came out at about 14, around year 9 in highschool (I’m British). And from that second on, I was even more of a target.

I was already the preferred bullying target. The school was aware of it, they were also aware that my family didn’t take kindly to this (in my previous school, my Mum had brought the police into school on the day where the younger kids were coming to see if they wanted to go there, because they weren’t doing anything about me being bullied) so pulled a big huff and puff smoke screen to try and make it seem like they were fixing the issue, though they never did anything.

I had plenty of small ‘regular’ or ‘petty’ revenges throughout my years. Getting people kicked out of classes, forced into counselling, etc etc. But this is the big one.

When I was nearly 16, I got my first girlfriend, we’ll call her S. I was madly, head over heels in love with S, basically from the second I met her, even though I didn’t think I’d get anywhere, because she was a straight girl from a good christian family. So when we started dating, I was, naturally, over the moon.

She was in the year ahead of me, so the bulk of our relationship was with her in Sixth Form and me in my final year of high school. Because of this, she didn’t get touched by really any homophobia, other than hearing it second hand from me, and seeing how much it affected me.

Until the day of the incident.

We used to hang out in the library over lunch, because the librarian was one of the few people who actually really tried to keep people in order. But then it was closed one day during lunch, so we were stuck drifting around the school grounds. So we found ourselves a bench and sat, ate our lunch, chatted like normal. No real physical business, because neither of us were into that PDA. We were just sat together and once we’d stopped eating, we were holding hands as we chatted.

And then one of my biggest tormentors, lets call her O, spotted me. Unprotected, in the open, and with my girlfriend. She called over her group of lackeys, and they sat on the next bench and started their usual attempts of psychological warfare.

At first it was just overly loud comments about how disgusting gay people were, how I clearly never washed (lies, let me assure you), about how my girlfriend was fat (she was a little bigger, but it only made her more attractive to me), so on and so forth.

So, after about five minutes of just trying to ignore them, I encourage her to stand, and we plan to move to sit outside the Library, since the Librarian was still in school that day, so she could hopefully watch over us through the window.

We stand and start walking, no longer holding hands, and they follow us.

(Side note here: I have some slight muscle problems in my legs, mostly around my knees. These girls were aware of this, since they were in my PE class.)

The comments continued, along with attempting to stand on the back of my girlfriends shoes, and knee/kick me in the back of the legs so I’d go down.

We reach by the library, and by this point my girlfriend is clearly very shaken, so I pay no mind to the posters telling us the library is shut and hurry her in there.

Librarian takes over then, looks after us straight away, calls the headmistress, etc etc.

You’d think the problem there would be over, right?

You’d be wrong.

We’re writing up what happened for an incident report (standard procedure for the school) when the headmistress arrived. And so the victim blaming began. We shouldn’t have been so affectionate at school. Maybe if we hadn’t been holding hands, this wouldn’t have happened. We need to be more careful. And then told me that I shouldn’t tell my mum that this happened, since she’d just make a big deal out of it.

The only reason this isn’t a 'I got expelled because I punched the headmistress’ story is because all of this, coupled with what had just happened, had my girlfriend distraught and in tears, and despite my anger, she was my first priority at the time.

So I began to plan.

I followed her instructions, and I didn’t tell my mum. Not yet. I wanted to do this myself now. They’d upset my girl, that was a death sentence, as far as I was concerned.

So first I started with the girls themselves. O had an older sister, in S’s year, so I befriended the older sister and we got on well. This took about a month or so. And then I wore a t-shirt around her for the first time. At the time, I was suffering quite heavily with Self Harm (we’ve now discovered, I’ve got BPD, which is what was the problem with my SH) Naturally, my new friend was horrified, asked what happened, why I’d do that. I told her that people liked to pick on me, mostly because I was gay, and told her about her sister.

Next thing I know, O’s been pulled out of school. Find out a little while later, her Mother does charity work with LGBT* youth, and upon finding out that she was bullying someone to the point of SH with homophobia, she’d yanked her out of school and sent her to the other side of the country to live with her grandparents and attend a different school. I also got a letter of apology from her mother, along with an offer of counselling, if needed. I turned her down, but it was a nice gesture.

With their head cut off, the lackey’s drifted apart, I went back to small revenges with them, getting them kicked out of classes, etc etc. Nothing too interesting to report there.

Then came the Headmistress. This one took a LONG time to get around to, because I didn’t want it to lead back to me while I was still under her power.

So the day after I got my exam results, I anonymously phoned OFSTED, the school inspectors. I informed them that they were allowing students to be bullied to the point of suicidal behaviour and self harm. And that the headmistress had, on at least one occasion, if not more, told a student who’d been bullied due to their sexuality, that it was their fault, and refused to handle the issue.

And then I waited.

A friend of mine was still in the school, being a year younger, and she became my source of information. They went back in September, and the Headmistress was no longer there. Apparently, she’d 'stepped down’, despite having had no feasible reason to, as the school had been doing well. We have basically come to the conclusion that she was gently coerced out of her job and simply said 'stepped down’ to save face.

And the reason I’m posting this now, is because I saw my old Headmistress the other day, while I was with a friend. She was working at Next, a clothing store, stacking shelves, etc. I asked her how she was doing, and she was giving the very fake “Yeah things have been okay.” bs. My friend, who is an absolute genius, instantly pretended to be my girlfriend and, while in her eyesight, but not talking to her, kissed my cheek and took my hand. I like to think of that like the icing on the cake.

(Sadly, S and I broke up when I was 17. First relationships rarely last, but we’re still good friends. And the friend who acted like my girlfriend for that moment has a boyfriend of her own, but had always been appalled by how little the school had done and wanted her own moment to rub in the face of our once Headmistress.)

HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE

MAKE A WISH

the first post ever on tumblr

I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK

WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK

reblog this because it shows up every blue moon

I FOUND IT ✊

I WAS SO SCARED IT WOULDNT BE THE ORIGINAL

Who first posted this?

I THOUGHT THIS WAS GOING TO END WITH A MEME OR SOME SHIT NO IT’S THE REAL ONE OH MY GOD

Wishing I’ll do well on my finals ✨

MAKE A WISHHH