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ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME

*clicks play in morbid curiosity*

*hammers reblog button*

I think I find this post every April Fools Day and I am so happy that I do

I don’t know how I forget about this every year but I love it

I was accidentally 15 one time and basically there’s Problems forever because of this

Sir you are so right

God what i would give for any man to show me his soft belly

I'm pretty sure this is also the guy who talked about people having body types for sports and not sports creating those body types. How that's a predatory lie. This man is a treasure.

The Origin Story of Rhinoceress

Cindy Shears used to be an ordinary girl until one day, she discovered her superpowers. However, her family were not happy about it so they took her in to be studied by Doctor Kavita Rao. She discovered a DNA variance unique to Cindy and suggested her parents leave Cindy in her care until a cure could be found. Abandoned and locked up, Cindy used her super strength to break out and become the Rhinoceress. While she does engage in some illegal work as a super villain, she also bartends and bounces at the Invisible Light nightclub.

Okay, I love her. Especially telling Klaw his vibes are bad, but also the “legally distinct from the x gene”

GUYS. DID YOU KNOW YOU CAN WRITE CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE FICS ON AO3

Other things you can do:

Its fucking amazing. Ao3 is fucking amazing. Can I legally marry a website?

WHAT

One of those times I'm reblogging something so I can find it again later

pov httyd1 astrid

not very new hyperfixation rediscovered write a poem abt it

holy shit, more of this please

reposting old art saga continues: something something no war au?? politically relevant lifechanging field trip?? that inevitably turned in my Let Yue Say Fuck agenda

you ever just click on a fanfic and read the first word and go “shut up” and exit

#yes#furthermore this is a skill#you need to cultivate this skill to survive fandom (dsudis)

*walks up to you*

*starts loudly choking*

*grabs your hand and coughs these into it*

*is gone before you look back up*

fucking sweet *pops them in my mouth and swallows them, begins choking*

the cycle begins anew

chappell roan’s “the giver” promotional billboards

I'ma just leave these here for like... *Cough* Research purposes and such.

there should be more problems that I can cleave in twain and fewer problems that my friends and I have to quietly endure day after day and week after week and year after year

I just realized that many many people have jobs

Rb with your job, wtf do you people do while offline???

Now that all 3 McElroy brothers have had vasectomies, I realized every episode of MBMBAM is now me listening to my Three Wise Eunuch Advisors

Ghoul pls don't put this curse on me

Oh my god they killed Hossam Shabat

The monsters assassinated him the exact same way they assassinated numerous journalists in Gaza in recent months. They are hunting down journalists and bombing their vehicles. Monsters.

Hossam's team shared his final message:

“If you’re reading this, it means I have been killed—most likely targeted—by the Israeli occupation forces. When this all began, I was only 21 years old—a college student with dreams like anyone else. For past 18 months, I have dedicated every moment of my life to my people. I documented the horrors in northern Gaza minute by minute, determined to show the world the truth they tried to bury. I slept on pavements, in schools, in tents—anywhere I could. Each day was a battle for survival. I endured hunger for months, yet I never left my people’s side.

By God, I fulfilled my duty as a journalist. I risked everything to report the truth, and now, I am finally at rest—something I haven’t known in the past 18 months . I did all this because I believe in the Palestinian cause. I believe this land is ours, and it has been the highest honor of my life to die defending it and serving its people.

I ask you now: do not stop speaking about Gaza. Do not let the world look away. Keep fighting, keep telling our stories—until Palestine is free.”

— For the last time, Hossam Shabat, from northern Gaza.