Damn he did it !!!!!
“What kind of superhero would I want to play?”
I love how my Tumblr’s this one big mess of ships, fandoms and cats and dogs but I do sometimes worry for my followers. They follow me because I post 10000 things about a single fandom then I suddenly jump ship and post another 10000 things about another and then I’ll be stuck in the vicious cycle until I have annoyed enough people. But then, I stopped worrying because maybe all of us are just like that.
Classic painting + Horror Icons by Dave Pollot
I mean really? With the book shelves?
It’s like an alcove of happiness.
You want a whole row of individual seats? Fine, here you go.
Or how about a whole window bed for those snugglers out there.
Curtains.. Guys this one has curtains.
Seriously? This is basically a glass cube of bliss.
You can even get them with corners! Not enough corners? Okay.
Ba-BAM!! Corners for cocooning.
There’s also the Roman-esque themed seat for the historians out there.
If you don’t want to snuggle up in blankets with hot cocoa in this then I don’t even know why you’re on this planet. I mean dat stonework.
This one’s an entire rectangle. Just imagine all the cuddling that could happen in there. It’s practically a fortress.
This one’s fucking curved okay? it’s just chillin, up of the ground, and curved for your lounging convenience.
don’t like rectangles or square? Okay. Have a fucking trapezoid seat.
CONFIRMED! THERE WILL BE FIVE MOVIES OF FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM! OMG 😱😱😱
Jo tweeting about it~😆
I got some things to say.
what did we do to deserve girl groups
the fact that smaller artists are posting about this too and supporting taylor really hurts because if theyre doing this to taylor swift then theyre doing it to smaller, less influential artists too.
Throne of Glass
Me: I’M SUCH A DORIANTRASH.
Crown of Midnight
Me: OMG CHAOL. Marry me. Love me 4ever! I’ll carry ur babies.
Heir of Fire.
Me: NOW WHAT?
Rowan: Follow me.
Me*falls to her knees and whispers*: To Whatever End.
About an hour ago, I was in Walmart looking for my conditioner because today is wash day for my hair. As I’m looking for my product, this older white lady approaches me and she says, “Excuse me, miss. Please don’t be offended by this.” And usually when white people tell me not to be offended, 9 times out of 10, whatever they are about to say is going to be offensive af.
Anyway, she follows it up with, “My husband and I just recently won our custody battle with our foster daughter and she means the world to us. She’s a beautiful African American girl and her hair looks a lot like yours. But I’m afraid because I don’t know what to do with her hair. It’s a lot different from mines and our other children and we are at a total loss. I’ve tried looking up the YouTube videos and my husband went to the braiding shops so they can teach him how to properly braid her hair, but he’s still pretty new and it will be a while before he gets used to it. Do you have any tips you can give me? If you don’t have the time, it’s okay, really! I just needed a little advice because I want her to look beautiful.”
Y’all. swear I almost started crying on aisle 6. So for the last 30 minutes, I spent my time talking to her and what products to use and how to properly detangle and comb her hair with the proper tools and what not to do with natural hair. And I showed her a bunch of easier to follow natural hair tutorials on YouTube and saved them for her. (I also had to create a YouTube account for her so she could save it for later.) but omfg, she was so sweet, and I could tell that she listened to every single thing I had to say and she took little notes on her little notepad.
And what really filled my heart was the fact that her husband actually taking classes from African braiding shops. And she showed me a picture of him wearing a little sweater vest and loafers in a little shop surrounded by beautiful black women showing him how to braid black hair and even the lady he’s braiding on is guiding his hands. And omfg. Bless these old white people and their black daughter who I know have new loving parents because they are willing to step out of their comfort zone just to make her feel and look beautiful.
I really hope our paths cross again one day, Mrs Cicilia. 💖💕