vanillish:

other people during winter:

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me:

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ohcaptainmycaptain1918:

fvanjik:

THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY BLOG
IM JUST LAUGHING SO HARD
moment of silence 4 ppl who have to deal with surprise dick pics

caraphatash:

This movie was better than I expected 

profanities:

clareer:

doctorinternet:

lipstickndynamite:

One of the best mom moments in TV history. I wish more parents knew how important it is to validate their children’s feelings.

What this is so beautiful

Marge tried real fucking hard sometimes.

Marge tried real fucking hard all the time

renegons:

im so sorry

stylesxhealy:

stylesxhealy:

THERE IS SUCH A FUCKING PROBLEM WITH THE EDUCATION SYSTEM WHEN STUDENTS ARE IN TEARS EVERY SINGLE NIGHT AND WAKE UP EVERY SINGLE MORNING WANTING TO THROW UP AT THE THOUGHT OF GETTING OUT OF BED WHILE THINKING THAT THEY’D RATHER BE DEAD THAN GO TO SCHOOL

eleven thousand people can relate to this post. that’s not okay. 

Baby!Duncan was a dick

  • “He’s not so bad, you know.”
  • “You can’t know that. You hardly know him any better than I do.”
  • “Is it an elven thing? I knew a lot of elves back in Val Royeaux, and every one of them had a chip on their shoulders. Even the ones that didn’t come from the alienage.”
  • She shot him an incredulous look. “It’s not as if we don’t have a good reason to be bitter, you know.”
  • “Yes, yes, I know. We terrible humans destroyed the Dales. One of the elves I knew fancied himself a Dalish elf, even painted up his face to look like them. I thought he’d finally gone off to the forests to search for one of their clans, but it turned out he’d gotten himself arrested. Anyway, he used to talk about the Dales all the time.”
  • She stopped, stamping her staff down onto the stone so that the globe flashed brightly for a moment. Her exasperation with him was obvious. “There’s more to it than that. Far more! Don’t you even know?”
  • “Know what? That your people were enslaved? Everyone knows that.”
  • “There was a time,” her eyes flashed crossly, “when elves lived forever. Did you know that, as well? We spoke our own language, built magnificent wonders across all of Thedas, had our own homeland— and this was long before the Dales ever existed.”
  • “And then you were enslaved.”
  • “By the magisters of the Tevinter Imperium, yes. Just one of their crimes, and probably not even their greatest.” Fiona turned away from Duncan and ran a slender hand across the corruption covering a nearby wall. “They took everything from us that was beautiful. They even made us forget what we once were. It wasn’t until the prophet Andraste released us that we even realized what we had lost.”
  • “And she was human, wasn’t she? We’re not all so bad.”
  • “Her own people burned her at the stake.”
  • “I meant the rest of us.”
  • She looked back at him, smiling gamely even though her eyes were tinged with sadness. “Andraste gave us the Dales, a new homeland to replace the old. But your people took that away from us, too, in the end. Now we either live in your cities as vermin or wander as outlaws, but either way we’re unwanted.”
  • Duncan smirked mockingly at her. “Aww. Poor elves.”
  • The mage swung her still- glowing staff at his head, but he danced aside, laughing merrily. The sound hung oddly in the gloom.
  • “Not sympathetic enough, I suppose?” He grinned. “I grew up on the streets, so if you were looking for reassurance on how good us humans really are, you aren’t going to get it from me.”
They took everything from us that was beautiful. They even made us forget what we once were.
Fiona, The Calling (Thanks to nonbinaryanders for the excerpt)