*At 1am*

people who don't wear glasses are so weird like you just wake up and your eyes are pussy fresh??

this'll be my last post for the night. it looks bleak right now and it feels like the world might end and i do not blame you for feeling that way. i kind of feel like that too to be honest, but numbers are just numbers and land is just land. the results maps you're looking ar are not 100% accurate.

please please please just walk away from this. you'll wake up tomorrow and we'll all probably be crying, for good or bad reasons. i am begging you all to get away from the screen and sleep if you can because if you're starting to spiral then this is not good for you.

i sound like a broken record and i apologize but i repeat it because it's true: no matter how bleak it seems, no matter how badly this may or may not turn out, we can push through this. get some rest. wake up and keep living no matter what. i believe in you.

wake up and keep living. no. matter. what.

goodnight and good luck. sending my warmth out to all of you. <333

(psst have some more cat pics!!! you all really liked the other ones so here's some loafs to ease your mind. i'll see you all tomorrow.)

making an edit to this post because YEAH IT LOOKS LIKE TRUMP WON. BUT IT IS IMPORTANT TO HAVE HOPE EITHER WAY. i'm not joking when i say we need to keep going. but please stop spreading so much fear. this is so so important.

we all woke up to a tragedy. but we still woke up, and we're going to keep waking up until the day that carrot boy dies. because 80% of you can and will outlive that bastard if you try.

do i have to repeat myself? wake up and keep living. no matter what. that's what i'll stand by until the day i die. please take a break and take care of yourselves. much love.

here's more of my cat, too. just because.

Taken .2 seconds before Jack realizes Hiccup can see him

In honor of adopting @indecisive-authors and becoming a parental figure, i dedicate this quick doodle to my lovely child 😌💐 check out the art that inspired this here

From the Wikipedia page on loons

Captain Cold: (holding a meeting with Heat Wave, Pied Piper, Mirror Master, and Trickster) Alright, men, before we begin, I want you to know that you can back out. What I'm about to tell you all is top secret, highly dangerous, and may or may not leave you with genital scarring.

Mirror Master: Oh, my god. Are we getting an HBO Max animated series?!

Captain Cold: ... okay, not that dangerous. Lex Luthor has kidnapped my sister and wants us to steal some kryptonite from STAR Labs in exchange for her safety.

Mirror Master: So we're running a heist for Luthor?

Captain Cold: Yes, exactly!

Trickster: And we'll risk our lives?

Captain Cold: Also, yes.

Heat Wave: What the hell's in it for us?

Captain Cold: Uh, okay, no cap... pizza.

Trickster: God dammit! You expect me to risk my life for pizza?!

Captain Cold: With pepperoni!

Trickster: ... you son of a bitch. I'm in.

Captain Cold: Mick, how 'bout you?

Heat Wave: Stuffed crust?

Captain Cold: You bet.

Heat Wave: Then let's do this.

Pied Piper: Ooh! Can I get mozzarella sticks?

Captain Cold: Yes, Hartley, you can get mozzarella sticks.

Mirror Master: Are you fucking kidding me?! You sold out for pizza?!

Captain Cold: I'll throw in garlic knots, too.

Mirror Master: When do we start?

just overheard my wife spelling something on the phone and i shit you not saying the words “E as in Eeyore” i am on my hands and knees wailing screaming crying pleading and begging people to learn the NATO phonetic alphabet

how is trump alive?? like hes rlly gone thru his whole life like That …. and no one has ever just fuckin decked him?? gave him the ole one two? knocked his lights out??? incredible

Imagine Dick actually adopted Jason. Like that's so chaotic— especially when Jason comes back from the dead.

12 year old Jason: Hey, Dick? Since I'm adopted by you, does that mean you're my father?

18 year old Dick: ...I'm still too young to called dad so no, I'm just your legal guardian.

Jason: Okay, dad.

Dick, tearing up: Please no.

——————

Jason after resurrection as Red Hood: I am your son.

Dick dating Wally: Tf?????? How would I— JASON?

——————

Bruce: All of you are my sons.

Jason: Technically, I'm your grandson.

Damian and Tim: ?????? What.

Dick: Technically he's right. You've been a grandpa since I was 18.

Bruce: ...Fuck, I forgot about that.

Damian and Tim: WHAT THE FUCK?????

——————

Bruce and Jason arguing:

Bruce: You're grounded!

Jason: TF? You're not my dad, Dick is!

Dick: Please, for the last time, I'm not really your dad.

Jason's dramatic ass: GASPS?! I'M ADOPTED?!

Dash, now a Junior, has had a Realization. Fenton does not weigh nearly enough.

He was doing his usual thing, picking on the dweeb but toned down because he's Maturing With Age, when he decided to pick Fenton up. Just to make fun of him for being short, that was all.

But Fenton weighs practically nothing.

Fenton wriggled out of his grip and scurried away with his friends, but Dash couldn't stop thinking about how...concerning. That was.

Dash starts looking up nutrition.

Starts paying attention in Health Class.

Starts watching cooking channels to learn how to cook.

Starts making more food than he can eat, balanced nutritionally for Fenton, and sitting menacingly in front of the dweeb until said dweeb ate the whole thing.

Starts stalking up behind Fenton and shoving snacks into his backpack, with whispered threats against his wellbeing if he didn't eat them.

Dash, over the course of his Junior year, becomes the school's most terrifying fitness coach the student body have ever seen.

And he charges everyone for his services; except Fenton.

He's decided forcing Fenton to be healthy is his new, socially acceptable way of bullying him.