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Mr Gaiman what is your favorite ice cream flavor?

I think the ritual of stabbing Julius Caesar on the Ides of March is an important Tumblr tradition that needs to be maintained for coming generations.

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this is an experiment:

trying to prove something to my friends

REBLOG IF YOU THINK PANSEXUALITY AND BISEXUALITY ARE TWO DIFFERENT, VALID SEXUALITIES

I don't even know what to expect about this year anymore

Reblog if you think a woman can be complete without children

Y’ALL HAVE TIME TO REBLOG THIS. IT TAKES LESS THAN FIVE SECONDS.

Nathanael is a kwami. Aeon can't see him.

Ok, but now imagine:

"Hi, I'm Naell, the kwami of the human miraculous. You just have to say 'Naell, let's get biped' and you'll have the power of anxiety and no, you won't get any transformation because you'll look exactly like you"

hey remember when they just FORGOT Nathaniel in Zombiezou that was wild of them huh

I thought relationships would get easier as an adult, but everybody seems so numb. No one seems to care about feelings and physical touch became meaningless. I wish someone could sweep me of my feet and make me feel loved like when I was a teen.

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I wish my high school teachers were like this, instead of eating me and my friends with the eyes. I'm 20 now and at uni, but I know I look younger, so any person over 30s that looks at me on a sexualized way seems absolutely gross to me.

normalize my 12th grade English teacher, who admitted that his favorite TV show was Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and when a male student suggested that it was because Buffy/Sarah Michelle Gellar was hot, wrinkled his face like he’d bitten into something rotten and dead, and said, “At my age (he was 53), there is nothing less sexy than a teenager. You’re all disgusting messes.” It was 1999, I was 17, and I’d grown up in conservative Christian schools and churches. In my life I’d heard heard dozens of sermons from male preachers and teachers and even some older students, whining about how hard it was to be a dude and not commit the sin of thinking sexual thoughts, and how they needed women to wear long skirts and cover their bodies to objectify them

and my bitter, misanthropic, atheist Brit Lit teacher, who hated my class because he was obsessed with teaching Huckleberry Finn but got stuck with Shakespeare and Jane Austen, was the first, and this day the last man I have ever heard articulate a rebuttal from the depths of his soul to the idea that it was normal for teenage girls to be desirable to middle aged men