standinthefire:

cousinnick:

bogleech:

Don’t feel bad if you’re sensitive to negative feedback because apparently after one particular bad review Hans Christian Andersen was found just sobbing while lying face down in the dirt

YOU LEFT OUT THE BEST PART THOUGH! HE WAS CRYING FACE DOWN IN THE DIRT IN CHARLES DICKENSEN´S YARD!!

WHERE HE HAD BEEN STAYING FOR WEEKS, LONG OVERSTAYING HIS WELCOME, AND WAS ANNOYING THE FUCK OUT OF DICKENS

Dickens: Where’s Anderson…?

*peeks out the window*

Anderson:

Dickens:

rooish:

Y’all ever have a week that’s like, a yee without a haw. A ya without a hoo. A hoot without a holler. A proverbial snake in ones metaphorical weathered ranglin’ boot.

You know what them boys say. Don’t squat with yer spurs on, but I wore them darn spurs anyway didn’t I Larry

@martinus-cornelius

Halloween Pumpkin Carvings

catchymemes:

@wikdsushi

doverbois:

okay but like the portraits in castlevania are absolutely gorgeous

crimson-chains:

trifoyle:

scribbled-death:

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transalucardd:

lizclimo:

spooky diced carrots.

geminijester:

watching history repeat itself as the united states and countries across the world descend into fascism in an all too familiar pattern of events

bpd-trichster:

just remembered that tomorrow is another day I have to wake up and do things

iduzbad:

The Bully-Thranduil-Day has been established as a national dwarven bank
holiday shortly after Thorin was crowned King under the Mountain. The official khuzdul name for the day is o’lij which literally translates to ‘the art of cheek’. The
date varies, depending on when the dwarves feel most festive, but it
usually happens shortly after the beginning of spring to mock Thranduil’s crown blossoming again – an equivalent to an infant dwarf growing a first bum fluff.

Culinary delights include roasted stag, and thin wine that they generously refer to as ‘grape juice’. Traditionally the halls of Erebor are decorated with branches and brambles, and the children paint incredibly thick caterpillar eyebrows on each other and try to scare the grown-ups. They also come knocking on doors yelling “GEMS OR WAR!”.

It is Thorin’s favourite holiday, right after Durin’s Day.