dragons that live in volcanoes and coat themselves in lava
dragons that live underwater and have fish scales instead of dragon scales
dragons that live in fields of flowers and breathe out avalanches of flowers instead of fire
DRAGONS BEING COOL AS SHIT
dragons that live in nebulae and exhale colorful dust and baby stars
dragons made out of mountains breathing out tiny pebbles
hurricane dragons breathing out mist and rain
You can check out my art (consisting of the above fandoms, mainly), both on tumblr (link above) and on DeviantArt (link below)!
I love making new friends. Seriously. Say hi to me. I WANT TO MAKE FRIENDS.
Also, I hold no blame for whatever madness that is Jack Harkness that shows up here.
headcanon that Pietro legitimately isn’t sure when he’s talking too fast or normal speed so if someone says “what?” he just assumes that he was talking too fast and forces himself to slow the hell down and he’s not being condescending or sarcastic he just legitimately isn’t sure.
This is totally 100% likely, because look:
So that is definitely something that happens. Weeeeeeeeeeee!
All credit goes to - japharts
This, literally, is dead on exactly how I feel, and probably a lot of you guys too.
if you ever wonder why I’m surprised when you call me your friend or when you say you want to hang out or when you say you miss me
u ever have that friend where ur like. yes lets get an apartment together. lets adopt 200 cats. lets DO IT
SO MUCH LADY LOVE
I LOVE GISELLE YOU GUYS
No, but what gets me in this movie
is that every woman is beautiful to Giselle.
Women who wear suits and aren’t cute and petite. Women with wide hips and large rear ends and small breasts. Women who are black and white and every other ethnicity she came across, I’m sure. Women with straight hair and natural hair and grey hair. Older women and middle-aged women and young women.
Everyone is beautiful to Giselle. There’s no reason anyone wouldn’t be beautiful. There’s no reason beauty should ever be just one thing, that being a princess should ever be just one thing.
Everyone is a princess to Giselle, and if one of the princesses politely corrected her and said they were a prince she’d probably nod earnestly and talk about how dashing and handsome they looked too.
THIS PHOTO WAS TAKEN LAST WEEK AT MY LOCAL KMART. YES, THAT IS A SEALED VHS TAPE OF JIMMY NEUTRON THE MOVIE, IN 2014, AT KMART, SITTING NEXT TO DVDS AND BLU-RAYS, PRICED AT $8.99
To give perspective, this film was released on VHS in 2002 and has been sitting unopened in a Kmart store for 12 years, longer than children now in middle school.
Plain proof that no one does inventory or gives a shit at any Kmart anywhere. Someone could probably live in Kmart and have no one notice.
In 2001, I did an experiment for school about the idea of living in a big-box store like this. I selected a busy 24hr Meijer, which is a midwest-only combination of Marts both K and Wal. I entered the store on a lovely friday afternoon, and didn’t leave the store until the following sunday evening. I read the entire magazine section, played all of the demos of the games in the electronics section, and beat minesweeper on my phone innumerable times. I ate at the pizza parlour they’d just installed, and slept on the display furniture. I wandered around the racks during the day, bored out of my skull. I considered buying frozen burritos and asking one of the employees if they had a breakroom where I could microwave them, but that felt like it wouldn’t truly answer the question if someone could live in a Meijer; I’d be using resources that weren’t public.
The only time I was ever asked if I needed any help was on sunday morning around 8am, and then it was only waking me up to ask me if I was drunk and had wandered in that night and fell asleep on their displays. I said, “no, I’m fine, I’m just trying this futon.” and was left alone.
The people that work there really don’t care.
u lived in a k-mart
This is the most magical thing I’ve ever had the privilege of reading
you deserve a book deal and a movie just for the phrase ‘marts both k and wal’
As someone who worked for KMart for close to four years I can confirm that, unless you’re trying to outright steal from us, we couldn’t care less if you stayed there for a month so long as you cleaned up after yourself.
And yes, the only time we ever worry about inventory or integrity accuracy is when Rgis is coming to inventory our store, and even then the chances of us just not giving a fuck are pretty high.
I am I just out of it from being sick or does Toothless have an adorable dark greyish clouded leopardesk pattern on his body?
He definitely does!
And theyre gorgeous!
I took these a while ago and increased the contrast so they’re easier to see.
They seemed to have faded considerably by the second movie, I chalk that up to him getting older.
DOES THIS MEAN THAT BABY NIGHT FURIES HAVE SPOTS
IDK BUT YOU BETTER BELIEVE IM HEADCANNONING SOME DRAMATIC ASS MARKINGS FOR THOSE BABIES
LIKE LITTLE LION CUBS OH GOSH
Steve discovers Roll Rolling one night while working through the list of music recommendations Sam and Natasha had given him. At first he thinks it’s a random ad popping up in the middle of the music video. Then he reads the comments. Nearly every one involves swearing and the term ‘Rick Roll’d.’ Google, as always, is unbelievably helpful and Steve laughs out loud to himself upon reading the Wiki page.
Sam is first.
Steve: Otis Redding is terrific - thanks for the recommendation. Found one you might like. Let me know what you think.
He pastes the link into the text before hitting send. He smirks and waits.
Sam: Steve Rogers, you Rick Rollin’ sonofabitch! Dammit, man. Who knew Captain America was such a troll?
Steve’s sharp bark of laughter echoes off the walls.
Steve: On your left
Sam: You’re an asshole
Sam: Fifty bucks says you can’t get everyone else
Steve: I won’t feel bad taking your money, you know?
Sam: That’s why you’re an asshole.
IDEK you guise.
Steve: Hey, Clint, thanks for the movie recommendations. Pretty in Pink was great. I liked this one too.
Steve carefully pastes the link in and presses send without a moment of regret. He tosses his phone on the counter and opens the fridge. Halfway through making a pile of sandwiches his phone vibrates on the counter.
Clint: U rick rolled me.
Steve: Sorry, pal.
Clint: UR an asshole. >:(
Steve snorts and screencaps the texts.
Steve: one down.
He attaches the picture and sends it to Sam, laughing to himself as he pulls a carton of milk from the fridge.
Sam: Why am I friends with you?
Steve: My senior citizen’s discount.
#MY SENIOR CITIZENS DISCOUNT