Life happens to everyone everyday...

...so don't get left behind because you're never going to catch up.

jakethebabyeater:

glampora:

That’s right everyone! I’m holding a giveaway!

I finally made it to 100+ followers!
 

 So to celebrate, I’m holding a giveaway!!! Wooooooooooooooooo.

PRIZE: ONE hand painted troll shirt of your choosing [I’ll even make fantroll shirts!] AND a set of horns of your choosing [currently unable to make Aradia horns and possibly Gamzee**]

RULES:

  1. You do NOT have to be following me. This is open to everyone.
  2. NO SIDEBLOGS. I will be checking :I
  3. Only TWO reblogs please. Anymore and you WILL be disqualified. I want to give everyone a fair chance.
  4. LIKES DO NOT COUNT
  5. Please have your ask box open so I can let you know if you’ve won.

I’m sorry but I CAN NOT ship internationally. I sadly can’t afford it right now ;;

**If requesting GAMZEE HORNS, please have a back up troll you’d like just in case I am unable to make Gamzee’s horns. Thank you! 

***THE HORNS AND SHIRT YOU REQUEST DO NOT HAVE TO MATCH. YOU CAN ASK FOR SOLLUX HORNS AND VRISKA SHIRT OR EQUIUS HORNS AND A NEPETA SHIRT. I AM ALSO WILLING TO DO FANTROLL HORNS BUT TO AN EXTENT. NOTHING TOO DIFFICULT.*** 

***I USED MODEL MAGIC AND ACRYLIC PAINT FOR THE HORNS AND SHIRTS. HORNS ARE VERY LIGHT WEIGHT AND I WILL ATTACH THEM TO EITHER CLIPS OR HEADBANDS DEPENDING ON SIZE. SHIRTS ARE MACHINE WASHABLE: COLD***

Am I missing anything? idk…

Um.

GOOD LUCK <3

pisses

(via canadia-eh)

Baking with Sherlock (basically what happened)

  • Me: Why is the batter so lumpy!?
  • Friend: ...-shrugs-
  • Me: Did you sift the cake flour?
  • Friend: ...no.
  • Me: -randomly starts to RP- Sherlock, you're suppose to sift the flour!
  • Friend: Household skills such as baking are skills not needed by a consulting detective!
  • Me: Baking, cooking in general, is a basic skill, Sherlock. How is it that you didn't know you have to sift flour!?
  • Friend: You be quiet John! If I want a cake, I'll make you bake that bloody thing!
  • Me: Ah, so the almighty Sherlock needs help in the kitchen does he?
  • Friend: Gaaaaaah~!! -throws up arms and rage quits- Fine, you do it! -storms off-
  • Me: ...Sherlock, get back here and finish the frosting...
  • Friend: ...-comes back-
  • Me & Friend: -proceeds to laugh in a deranged manner-

Anonymous asked: Have you done tumblrdatinggame(.)com yet?

I haven’t. I lack the characteristics to attract another human being as anything more than a friend. :)

esabelleryngin:

hannahbananafeefifofanna:

getbentgetbent:

saiyan:

 

Actually, the “door” in question is actually not a door at all!

If we turn this “door” clockwise we reveal…

…that it is actually a door frame!!

It is a piece of paneling from the doorframe in the First Class lounge based off a piece that was actually recovered:

This piece isn’t more than 3cm at maximum thickness!

In reality, if the panel in the movie was based off the actual panel, 

It shouldn’t have held either of them afloat!!

Holy fuck

omfg Layton

LAYTON PLEASE

(Source: fuckyeahidiotsonfacebook, via rumarumi)

Bird’s Eye View

America: Bird’s Eye View

Why do you fly so high

Little bird in your iron cage

Trying to touch the sky

You scrutinize with an Owl’s eye

And judge me as no sage

Why do you fly so high

We skittered about the rye

Little Sparrow your passion rage

Trying to touch the sky

I bake you a Chicken pie

I am too old for my age

Why do you fly so high

You listen to a Chickadee cry

You crave to steal the stage

Trying to touch the sky

The Nightingale’s sweet sigh

In this room of beige

Why do you fly so high

Trying to touch the sky

Prussia: Do you remember him?

Prussia: Do you remember him?

His lineage is not unknown, his brother and father mourn

To lose someone they dearly love to a world so war torn

Nothing can replace the hole he’s left behind

And yet to him history has not inclined

The streets are lined with nations

Mere human imitations

But they gather with his people

In the burned down steeple

His complexion is pale and body slack

When moments before it was blue and black

They cry out to this injustice

Why must he pay for the crisis

As the dust settled from the bullets and bombs

He stood for us like a pillar of calm

He opened his arms hoping it was not too late

If only to save his brother from this terrible fate

And so we stand a world united

And bow to our dead king as cited

We will remember you our brave savior

For that is all we can do short of a favor

Now I stand to give credit where it’s due

Because I know there are those of you

Who do not know our savior from the great quagmire

I ask that we take a moment of silence for the Great Prussian Empire