the thing about "i made you a cookie but i eated it" is like... who the fuck makes A cookie? who scales down a recipe to make ONE cookie? "i bought you a cookie" tracks; you can buy a single cookie. did you use a recipe for a batch of two dozen cookies and make one gigantic pizza-sized cookie? and THEN you fucking eated it?
reblog to save my life
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
One for sorrow Two for joy Three for a girl Four for a boy Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret never to be told
Eight for a wish Nine for a kiss Ten for a chance you must not miss Eleven for a wasp Twelve for a bee Thirteen for a coffee Fourteen for tea
Fifteen for a pencil Sixteen for a pen Seventeen to hear these options once again
Eighteen for pepper Nineteen for salt Twenty for an accident in which you were not at fault
Twenty one for Jerry Twenty two for Tom Twenty three - where are all these magpies coming from?
Twenty five no seriously Thirty this is weird Forty eight from where have all these magpies suddenly appeared?
Sixty two stop counting Seventy just run Ninety nine the revolution of the magpies has begun
Two hundred no more sorrow Five hundred no more fears One thousand for how long the empire of the magpies will last in years
(John Finnemore)
"There are many things my father does not know about Murmansk," Artemis said deliberately. "Chief among them that to save his life, I first had him shot." ~ Thrower of the Dart, by Vathara
Such a good fic!!! I cannot recommend more if you like either Artemis Fowl or the 2012 movie Avengers.
((else, Vathara had plenty of other good things to read))
(Pssst, hey- truth or dare)
not sure i got it entirely right, and i had to quickly look up the author, but
here there be dragons by jane yolan
the map tells sailors where to sail
the decorations sun and whale
the warning spelled in letters pale
here there be dragons
the well known routes upon the map
should cause the sailors no mishap
but north-northwest there is a gap
and here there be dragons
the continents are not drawn true
the ocean waves outlined in blue
sea serpentine provides the clue
where there be dragons
yet year by year the ships have passed
cross oceans wide and oceans vast
and sailors stared atop the mast
for where there be dragons
but no jaws of blue or scales of green
are by these modern sailors seen
do you think that this might mean
here there be no more dragons?
i'd like to hope, i'd like the pray
the dragons have just gone... away
and will return some other day
then here there will be dragons, again
poll time. yes this is just a ploy to get people to recommend me poems
if yes, let me know which poems/recite some for me in the tags!
Eeeeeeee, hello! I saw you were doing requests! This is my boy Argo:
wasn’t sure which colours to use, so i did two versions
his refs mostly look happy, so I drew him happy
(alt version and process vid under the cut)
fan fusion of the OGs....iykyk and what-not hehehe
rocks!!!!!!!!
Crystals study
i'm so tired