may i request mom lalonde getting put in a ‘box’ by a mime and freaking out and crying and calling her friends and telling them she loves them
Guys, btw, this is an actual insult
if he calls your mother a hamster, it indicates that she is a fast-breeding rodent— you can get the insult there
and if he says your father smelt of elderberries, well, wine was primarily made from elderberries in the time of king arthur. he’s calling his dad a drunk
more you know
A post got me to thinking…why was Lupin on the Hogwarts Express? You can’t Apparate into Hogwarts, but you can Apparate to some place in walking distance. People get there all the time without needing a train or any expensive mode of transportation. So why board the train?
To see Harry
This speaks to me on a weird level that makes me want to sob a little.
This is literally the greatest thing I have ever seen ever.
Anonymous asked you:may i request mom lalonde getting put in a ‘box’ by a mime and freaking out and crying and calling her friends and telling them she loves them
YES U MAY i love mom lalonde antics god bless 8’)
SOLLUX AND MITUNA BECOME FRIENDS
SOMETIMES SOLLUX SEES MITUNA TRYING TO USE HIS PSIIONIIC POWERS BUT THEY DON’T FUCKING WORK BECAUSE HE BURNED THEM OUT AND MITUNA GETS SO FRUSTRATED SO SOLLUX USES HIS OWN PSIIONIIC POWERS TO MAKE IT LOOK MITUNA HAS THEM TOO AND HE LOOKS AT HIM AND SOLLUX JUST SMILES AND MITUNA IS KINDA HAPPY THAT EVNE JUST FOR A MOMENT HE CAN PRETEND HE HAS HIS FUCKING POWERS BACK
I FUCKING HATE BETHSEDA GAME GLITCHES THEYRE SO UNSETTLING
It’s like something from Nightvale.
"This morning, as usual, Pelagius, you know Pelagius, right? Well he and his friends took part in the usual morning ritual of standing on beds, leaning at a 45 degree angle and making a low moaning sound while contemplating their existence. What a great way to relax! If I had free mornings and was not needed here at the radio station, I’m sure I would take part. If you want to express your interest, take a small yellow envelope of the clippings from your left toenail and fling it forcefully into the dog park. A hooded figure will arrive at your door and knock five times. Do not open it. Pelagius will contact you via morse code tapped out on your window by a forelorn black squirrel at midnight with the details some time in the five year period after your envelope has been recovered from the dog park. Which will, of course, be never, because we do not enter the dog park.”
unsettling things have happened before nightvale please stop relating everything vaguely weird to nightvale
This is literally the first time I have ever related something weird to Nightvale.
I’m sorry for making a joke.
I’m really fuckin thirsty but my family is all downstairs and I’m looking like this
WHAT DO I DO?!?!?!?
you guys really suggested that??!?!?
IT WORKED THE DISGUISE ACTUALLY WORK
i mean i almost scared my sister to death bUT I GOT THE FAYGO
weightlesslives:This might be the most accurate thing I’ve read everPosting on Tumblr is like talking to your cat. You don’t know if they are listening, and you don’t know if they care, but for some reason, it still helps.
And sometimes they attack you completely unprovoked.
That part too
[[It’s in Sasuke’s personality to be inherently possessive about Itachi.
Look at the entire arc where he goes about avenging Itachi’s death when he found out the truth. Itachi is his brother. His brother who was made to suffer and who was shamed when he did what was asked of him and wanted to protect a village who Sasuke feels only spit on his memory. He will easily kill in Itachi’s name, even if that’s not what Itachi wants. He won’t let anyone else talk about Itachi. Especially the way he defended Itachi so vehemently when he was compared to Kabuto.
Sasuke would more than easily become extremely possessive and paranoid if Itachi were to remain with him, romantic relationship or no. His brother, not anyone else’s. No one touches him. No one hurts him, not anymore. He is absolutely obsessed with him and would do almost anything to make sure Itachi would not be hurt.]]
this makes me laugh harder than it should.
My Birthday gift art from my dear friend rinoaxyzriana (thanks you!!!) http://rinoaxyzriana.deviantart.com/ she put Sephiroth dressed as Loki, I love Tom but I love Sephiroth afterall this is the Perfect fan art for me, is Awsome !
Reblog if you want!
Mixing together two of my favorite things. OMG…
Portable Personal Washing Machine for Travelers: Shaking Wash - Gezginler için Taşınabilir Kişisel Çamaşır Makinesi: Çalkalayarak Yıkama by Jung Seub Lee
Brilliant. I want to drink irs brain and absorb its power.
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The Misunderstood Krampus
Over the last few years, the centuries-old figure of Alpine Europe, the Krampus, has become increasingly well known in the United States, thanks to books (et al) by Monte Beauchamp, and appearances on the Venture Bros, some Anthony Bourdain show or other, and the Colbert Report. As a result, the Krampus has become the subject of popular merchandise, including t-shirts, greeting cards, stickers, and figurines, leading some to assert that the Krampus, perhaps like Christmas itself, has become too commercial.
But my concern lies elsewhere. In many descriptions and depictions of the Krampus I have seen across the internet, he is frequently described as the “anti-Santa,” the villain of Christmas. That he is the Christmas Satan to Santa’s Christmas God, in some kind of Manichaean duality, that the two are locked in some kind of battle for children’s lives. This, I feel, shows a misunderstanding of the Krampus on a fundamental level.
First of all, it’s important to remember that the Krampus is the companion of Saint Nicholas. They’re on the same team. Furthermore, the chains the Krampus wears are there to remind you that he is subordinate to the Saint’s power. Whatever evil he may have once represented has been defeated, and evil has been turned to the forces of good.
Additionally, while, yes, it is the duty of the Krampus to punish naughty children, why does that make him a villain? Punishing those who have done wrong is the very central idea of justice, isn’t it? But, Benito! you say. His methods are severe! Whippings from birch branches! Carrying children off to hell! How can you defend such things?
To this I reply: these are threats, intended to scare children straight. Does he really beat children? Does he really carry them off to hell? The patron saint of children is standing right there, folks. What is justice if it is not tempered with mercy? The Krampus is a warning.
But don’t be deceived: he is clearly a powerful creature, sharp of claw and swift of foot. But despite what some would have you believe, this power isn’t dedicated to harming children: remember, he is a tool of Saint Nicholas, who is dedicated wholly to protecting children.
The Christmas season is a time of darkness, in a literal and metaphorical sense. The nights are longer, the sun slips away faster, the air is cold. People used to believe that Christmas, much like Halloween, was a time when the veil between this world and the next was very thin indeed. It was dangerous to roam the night due to the presence of fairies, witches, werewolves, goblins and trolls.
Fight fire with fire, fight monsters with monsters. You might scoff at this, but the proof is in the imagery: Krampus and his other shaggy Yuletide compatriots such as the Klaubauf are traditionally bedecked with bells. This very ancient tradition had a specific purpose: to drive off evil spirits and summon good ones. To the pre-Christian Alpine people, Krampusse and Perchten were guardians, not devils.
Finally, the story of the Krampus represents a central metaphor of Christmas: redemption, renewal, a new beginning. A woodland spirit, driven from his home by Christianization, takes revenge by murdering children, but is captured by a saint of God who teaches him the error of his ways, and now he works to protect the very children he once harmed. Christmas presents us with an opportunity to start again: the end of the year, the rebirth of the sun, the coming of a Messiah, or however you choose to interpret it. The Krampus, as well as his many other chain-bedecked repentant brethren, represent us: we messed up, we got another shot, and now we’re giving it our best. How can we demonize that?
The Krampus is good, though he is admittedly not safe. But I feel the same could be said about another figure who lives out in the wilderness, covered in fur, careening around the sky in a flying sleigh.
In short: the Krampus is a wild, unpredictable figure who works to preserve justice and peace by means of intimidating the superstitious.
He’s not the Lex Luthor to Santa’s Christmas Superman. He’s the Batman.