ghettablasta:

This is a great story of acceptance. Think society needs to hear more of these types of stories.

trenchgun:

imagine a world where everything is the exact same but hentai doujins and bad political cartoons have swapped art styles

infiniteedge:

imsopopfly:

infiniteedge:

C’mon Japan, are you guys even trying?

Um okay but. Your so called “western” Jack Frost is from Shin Megami Tensei, a JAPANESE game. Your so called “Japanese” Jack Frost is from Rise of the Guardians, a film produced in AMERICA. You got your countries of origin mixed up there.

Sorry, but you must be mistaken here. The Jack on the left is from the American game Super Monster Time, and the Jack on the right is from the Japanese shoujo anime Gaadianzu Densetsu no Yuusha-tachi. 

dement09:

insomniac-arrest:

SU has fixed all of our shipping problems, discourse is canceled

Thank you Pearl for so bravely trying (and prolly succeeding) to end the madness

tamaratesla:

tamaratesla:

STEPHANIE INVITED ROBBIE TO ZIGGY’S BIRTHDAY PARTY AND HE WAS JUST SO HAPPY AND EXCITED TO GO HE’S NOT EVEN MAKING ANY EVIL PLANS THIS TIME LOOK HE GOT ALL DRESSED UP AND BROUGHT HIS OWN LITTLE PARTY HAT AND HE’S SO NERVOUS ABOUT IT OH MY GOD ROBBIE

i’m really glad tumblr seems to agree with me that this is the most adorable thing to ever happen in the history of ever

horreurscopes:

horreurscopes:

on the other hand i can bullshit the ATWS (aesthetic tumblr writing style) so easily because i spent years stuck in that phase thinking my writing was the shit lmaoo i am weirdly fond of it it’s my tacky ass roots…. literally send me any phrase and i’ll rewrite it

i.

aviation says:

this is what i know: you were swindled into wings too-small long ago, strange and unfitting like a scratchy sweater from your childhood that you have outgrown, and your wings aren’t the size that they should be.

your delicate silk stained glass wings are facetious, they cannot push all your sinuous curves off the ground where you’re stuck on your premature grave.

your wings are too small.

ii.

aviation blows early cigarette smoke on your face, hot and burning and scorching, and says; “baby, there is no way you will ever fly.”

this is law.

iii.

you’re soaring, flying, rushing through the blinking constellations and you don’t know how it happened but you can’t stop, you’re too high to care what humans think is possible.

iv.

you’re a bee. you were born for this.

smbc-comics:

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officialspec:

black/pale vacillation makes for some interesting situations