noah the gardevoir

sinksanksockie2:

secondlina:

tattooedzombigirl:

theman:

beardedmrbean:

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I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF

This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.

Reblogging because it’s a damn potato and I want to encourage people to assume potatoes are magical.

w-what if potato is actually lucky

delishdessert:

penandinkprincess:

penandinkprincess:

listen i know each actor brings their own spice to a role, but i just can’t take timothee chalamet’s wonka seriously 

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where is the madness behind his eyes??? the malice??? the complete disregard for the laws of mankind and decency???

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this man makes me fear that i’ll be shoved into a taffy machine at the slightest provocation 

as! he! should!

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I’m not gonna let this gem of a tag on this post go unnoticed.

georgebennettart:

sinksanksockie2:

secondlina:

tattooedzombigirl:

theman:

beardedmrbean:

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I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF

This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.

Reblogging because it’s a damn potato and I want to encourage people to assume potatoes are magical.

w-what if potato is actually lucky

Fuck it I could do with some luck

charlottan:

gazehoundz:

gazehoundz:

gazehoundz:

charlottan:

hey is it ok if i leave this sandwich out on the dash 🥪ill eat it later

🐜

🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜

🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🥪🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜

NOOO

howieduet:

footlongdingledong:

footlongdingledong:

you ever learn a specific piece of information about a character and you can feel your entire interpretation and opinion on them suddenly shift in your mind. like damn I am never going to see you the same way I did 15 seconds ago. I’m just never going back. do other people see you this way. was I meant to see you this way

this post is about gothitelles tiny fucking baby legs btw

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WHAT

refrain-boy:
“theyshapedlikefriends:
“Little Beans Coelacanth
”
[ID: Two small coelacanth plushes, one black and one grey, sitting next to one another on a pink carpet / end ID]
”
i want them

refrain-boy:

theyshapedlikefriends:

Little Beans Coelacanth

[ID: Two small coelacanth plushes, one black and one grey, sitting next to one another on a pink carpet / end ID]

i want them

blackcattails:

prokopetz:

prokopetz:

Mario creepypasta fundamentally doesn’t work because you know what Mario would actually do if we saw some dimension-warping hundred-handed cosmic horror? He wouldn’t lose his mind; he’d take one look at that Shin Megami Tensei looking fucker, pull out his dorky little mushroom-shaped cell phone, hit the fourth number down on his contact list, and go “hey, Kirby, I think-a one-a your boys got lost”.

“Or he’d just fight it himself” no, he would not, for two reasons:

  1. This represents a fundamental misunderstanding of Mario’s central plot structure. Mario always gets his ass beat in his initial encounter with an outside context problem, then spends the bulk of the game going around gathering allies and kicking the legs out from under the outside context problem’s support structure.
  2. This sort of thing clearly falls into another protagonist’s idiom, and Mario is a union man – he’s not going to scab on Kirby. Perish the thought!

“I wouldn’t take-a the food from another video game mascot’s plate!”

“I don’t think Kirby gets paid for this.”

“That’s-a not what I said.”

*off-screen vacuum sounds*