tall:

pocketpinya:

boomette:

look at that guy on the left he is so photogenic i bet there is a stock photo of him laughing with a salad


fixed that for you

oh my god i found the post that started it all
bossanovabyss:

redkun:

That episode where you find out that a member of the zany villain squad actually has a heartbreaking past, which includes a bit where he pushes himself to perform a feat that has never been done before and has never been done since, all for the sake of love, only to be rejected as a freak.

All three of them have heartbreaking pasts.
Meowth’s was listed above.
James had abusive (at the very least neglectful, but they didn’t care how he was treated so long as he awarded them prestige) parents who had engaged him to a sociopath, who wanted to whip him and change everything about him to be more “presentable.” He ran away and was on the streets for a long time before he finally joined a crime ring. 
Jesse was raised by a single mother, and the two of them were so poor that they rarely had actual food; her mother would make her a “feast” out of snow in the winter that Jesse considered to be a treat because that’s how badly they were starving. If the audio dramas are to be believed, Jesse’s mother was also a member of Team Rocket, who disappeared (read: died) on an expedition searching for Mew, leaving Jesse alone. And then Jesse, like James (and Meowth) was so desperate for a means to survive that she (inadvertently?) followed in her mother’s footsteps and joined Team Rocket/a life of crime just to get by.
“Zany villains” they may be, but Jesse, James, and Meowth are the three deepest characters on the show. I love them.
fuckyeahmineralogy:

Aquamarine with Schorl Tourmaline on Albite matrix; Erongo Region, Namibia
meme4u:


salmon is for desire

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sassydoitsu:

itsabeautifulworldafterall:

everything i love about hetalia in one photoset

i’ve finally found it… my favourite hetalia fan art<3

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fandom-mused-fandom-games:

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viria:

leozhang:

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cloverandcrossbones:

demigodsintheworld:

olympiandemigods:


“Look, I didn’t want to be a sausage”

“Don’t I get a sausage for good luck? It’s kind of a tradition right?”

“I don’t want you to be roman. I want you to be sausage.”

“Sausages just aren’t real to me until I’m staring one in the face.”
“The real world is where the sausages are.”

“You sausage when you sleep”

“You’re not getting away from me. Sausage again.”

“Wait, is your name Sausage?”

“There is always a sausage for those clever enough to find it.”

“I AM THE SAUSAGE KING.”
or this one
“Humor was a good way to hide the sausage”

teamdemigod:

Don't stay in one place too long. It was the only way to stay ahead of the sadness.

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chabbit:

The hardest part of writing witty dialogue is that I’m not as witty as the characters

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so-relatable:

NO YOU CAN’T BE HERE TODAY THAT WASN’T IN THE SCRIPT!

Reblog this if you want a LONG anonymous message saying what they think of you.

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Book: I will be one of the best things you read this year.
Book: You will fall in love with my characters.
Book: I'm so good, you'll lose sleep over me.
Book: I'm part of a series.
Book: So you can feel the pain of a character dying in each book.
Book: I will break you emotionally.
Book: I will make you forget the real world.
Book: I will ruin all potential future love interests for you.
Book: You will be emotionally attached to me.
Book: You are mine.
apriki:

history meme - ten moments - Ivan the Terrible kills his son

Ivan the Terrible, the first tsar of Russia in the 16th century, was prone to paranoia and fits of rage. One day, he accused his son - also named Ivan - of inciting rebellion, which the younger Ivan denied. Ivan’s father struck him on the head with his scepter. The younger Ivan fell, barely conscious and with a bleeding wound on his temple. The elder Ivan immediately threw himself at his son, kissing his face and trying to stop the bleeding, whilst repeatedly crying, “May I be damned! I’ve killed my son! I’ve killed my son!”
For the next few days, the elder Ivan prayed incessantly for a miracle, but to no avail. The Tsarevich died on 19 November 1581.