reblogging for… reasons.
reblogging for… reasons.
Andrew Cooper, 2011 [x]
Reblogging for reasons.
I will never NOT reblog this.
HELLFIRE SPED UP
WHY IS THIS SO FUNNY
Bones by MS MR
Continuing my mission to show MS MR to everyone in the world, one tumblr post at a time!
Who knows the release date?
I don’t know the date but omfg. I need this. It isn’t a question of want, it’s need.
Dark Doo Wop by MS MR
Another of my favorite songs right now.
Salty Sweet by MS MR
ATM one of my favorite songs.
I can’t even.
OH MY GOD
this is so perfect.
HOW DO PEOPLE EVEN PUT THIS STUFF TOGETHER LIKE SERIOUSLY.
Is that so?
reblogging because I fucking want it to be goddamned true
Most of the time, it is true, because swear words are stored in the ‘emotions area’ of the brain, rather than the linguistics area.
I am 8000000% sure this is BS. But only that much sure.
Gendry: But you’re a Lord’s daughter. You lived in a castle.
I SHIP IT.
If someone corrects your pronoun use, be respectful and carry on with the corrected pronoun! We’re all people in the end! :)
Alternatively, if someone slips up and uses the incorrect pronoun please do not bite their heads off.Some people don’t have regular contact with trans* and thus it takes time for their brains to adjust. Cooperation requires effort on both sides of the equation.
I promise that I’m only researching how to make homemade bombs because I’m writing a pyromaniac who likes to blow things up and I don’t want to screw up what I’m writing. I promise.
If I were going to look up how to blow up stuff I’d use library books without checking them out because I’m not stupid.
Summarize the plot of what you are currently working on as though you were telling it as a bedtime story.
Pictures are extra points.
Doing this for reasons. Without further ado:
Once upon a time, there was a man who had lived a very long time. He thought that he was a very special person, because he was able to do things that many people couldn’t. He had done bad things, and good things, but he wasn’t really a bad person or a good person. One day, he had to hurt someone that he loved very dearly. Because he hurt that person, he lost his gift, what he thought made him special. This made the man sad, because he thought that he was just a normal person after being so much more than ‘normal’ for so long. He spent a long time feeling down in the dumps, until he met a girl who made him feel special again. He learned to appreciate his gift, and to not look down on those who didn’t have that gift. He and the girl are still living out their happily ever after, and only time will tell if their adventures are done.
I’ve decided that Eris is what Liadan would be like if she ever attained the goddesshood that she desires. … But bloodier and less honest, I think.