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Sep 20, 2014
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gethenian:

Yeah, my black cat can do this too.

I love to sing-a

About the moon-a and the June-a and the spring-a

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Sep 20, 2014
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allthingshyper:

the-cunning-fire:

This is just so pleasing to watch. 

THE WITCHCRAFT i COULD DO WITH THIS CANDLE

two types of people

i-am-superjohnlocked:

allthingshyper:

the-cunning-fire:

This is just so pleasing to watch. 

THE WITCHCRAFT i COULD DO WITH THIS CANDLE

two types of people

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Sep 20, 2014
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becausebirds:

WHERE WHERE WHERE WHERE

becausebirds:

WHERE WHERE WHERE WHERE

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Sep 19, 2014
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Sep 19, 2014
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gethenian:

queenofchalices:

FUCKING THANK YOU!!

YES.

gethenian:

queenofchalices:

FUCKING THANK YOU!!

YES.

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Sep 19, 2014
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For some reason I missed this video last month…Cyan, the makers of MYST and Riven, had a successful Kickstarter to fund their new game Obduction, and the graphics look pretty damn great. The object interaction alone is AMAZING.

I’ve been really bummed the last few years that we didn’t have a MYST-like “immersive world” puzzle game to take advantage of today’s amazing game graphics. And now it looks like we will! :D


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Sep 19, 2014
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brutereason:

thelethifoldwitch:

Val was adopted. Her dad, lovely though he was, wasn’t really her dad. She didn’t know who really was though, and her dad was kind, even if she refused to call him “dad”.
She’d never known why he’d fought so hard adopt her. She was the weird kid at the foster home, the one weird stuff happened around, the one who’d managed to warn Gemma that there was an adder by her foot, and managed to tease the adder away. 
(She made things vanish too, though she didn’t know where they went. She could get them to come back, sometimes.)
But Dudley had fought for her, said that yes, the other children were perfectly lovely but Valerian Makepeace was something else, something, he said, pointing to her empty file, no other parents had seemed prepared to accept.
Val was a child Dudley Dursley fought to adopt, and adopt her he did. When things went missing he was never angry. When odd things happened he never demanded to know what had occurred. When the snake crawled up his leg and only Val could get it off he just nodded and said, “just like Harry you are.”
She didn’t really know who Harry was. 
But when, that summer, the year she turned 11, an owl landed on her windowsill, holding a letter in its beak, Dudley smiled. “Just like Harry you are,” he said again.
He explained about magic - or what little he could. Explained how his cousin - no, he wasn’t in contact with Harry much anymore, just that odd moving Christmas card each year - could do magic. Explained how there was a place in London, Diagonally, where she could get the things on the list, if she wanted to go.
Val wanted to go.
Dudley sent a letter to his cousin. The address (Godric’s Hollow, what a funny name, Val thought) neatly written and the letter quickly responded to. A barn owl (named Wendelin, apparently) came with a letter saying to go to a particular corner in London, where Harry would meet them.
Meet them he did, him and his whole family, and extended family, red head after red head, and Harry standing dark haired among them all, two dark haired boys, bickering beside him.
"Val are you?" he said, bending a bit so his eyes, dancing and green, were at her height. "It’s alright, I didn’t know what was going on when I was told. You’re a witch. Have you ever done strange things before?"
Val nodded because she had, though she’d always hesitated to call them magic.
"It’s alright. Would you like me to show you how to do something else strange?"
Val nodded because this was an adult not just, as dad did, accepting the strangeness, but asking for it. When she tapped the bricks, lifted by Dudley so she could reach the top one, she didn’t expect anything to happen.
But they moved.
Behind her the army of redheads cheered, and as her dad lifted her down and touched a kiss to her hair she smiled, properly, widely, as she handed the wand back.
She knew what she was now.
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(Idea of Dudley having a muggle-born Slytherin daughter from ninnieamee)

I just…want to read the entire seven-book series.

brutereason:

thelethifoldwitch:

Val was adopted. Her dad, lovely though he was, wasn’t really her dad. She didn’t know who really was though, and her dad was kind, even if she refused to call him “dad”.

She’d never known why he’d fought so hard adopt her. She was the weird kid at the foster home, the one weird stuff happened around, the one who’d managed to warn Gemma that there was an adder by her foot, and managed to tease the adder away. 

(She made things vanish too, though she didn’t know where they went. She could get them to come back, sometimes.)

But Dudley had fought for her, said that yes, the other children were perfectly lovely but Valerian Makepeace was something else, something, he said, pointing to her empty file, no other parents had seemed prepared to accept.

Val was a child Dudley Dursley fought to adopt, and adopt her he did. When things went missing he was never angry. When odd things happened he never demanded to know what had occurred. When the snake crawled up his leg and only Val could get it off he just nodded and said, “just like Harry you are.”

She didn’t really know who Harry was. 

But when, that summer, the year she turned 11, an owl landed on her windowsill, holding a letter in its beak, Dudley smiled. “Just like Harry you are,” he said again.

He explained about magic - or what little he could. Explained how his cousin - no, he wasn’t in contact with Harry much anymore, just that odd moving Christmas card each year - could do magic. Explained how there was a place in London, Diagonally, where she could get the things on the list, if she wanted to go.

Val wanted to go.

Dudley sent a letter to his cousin. The address (Godric’s Hollow, what a funny name, Val thought) neatly written and the letter quickly responded to. A barn owl (named Wendelin, apparently) came with a letter saying to go to a particular corner in London, where Harry would meet them.

Meet them he did, him and his whole family, and extended family, red head after red head, and Harry standing dark haired among them all, two dark haired boys, bickering beside him.

"Val are you?" he said, bending a bit so his eyes, dancing and green, were at her height. "It’s alright, I didn’t know what was going on when I was told. You’re a witch. Have you ever done strange things before?"

Val nodded because she had, though she’d always hesitated to call them magic.

"It’s alright. Would you like me to show you how to do something else strange?"

Val nodded because this was an adult not just, as dad did, accepting the strangeness, but asking for it. When she tapped the bricks, lifted by Dudley so she could reach the top one, she didn’t expect anything to happen.

But they moved.

Behind her the army of redheads cheered, and as her dad lifted her down and touched a kiss to her hair she smiled, properly, widely, as she handed the wand back.

She knew what she was now.

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(Idea of Dudley having a muggle-born Slytherin daughter from ninnieamee)

I just…want to read the entire seven-book series.

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Sep 19, 2014
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walter white + funny moments

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Sep 19, 2014
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Sep 19, 2014
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askezzy:

I AM SUDDENLY VERY SAD AT THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE REBLOGGING THAT DEPRESSION POST

THIS CALLS FOR BUNNY BUNS

SEVERAL OF THEM

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BUNS TO THE RESCUE

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LOOK AT THAT FLOOF

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LOOK HES CALLING FOR CARROTS

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AND THIS ONE KNOWS HES FABULOUS

I FEEL BETTER NOW BYE

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Sep 19, 2014
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castiel-counts-deans-freckles:

This is like a round of cards against humanity

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Sep 19, 2014
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Sep 19, 2014
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bloominrose:

werewolf1992:

darkwingsnark:

polerin:

20daysofjune:

videohall:

Porky Pig’s speech pattern deconstructed

BRUH

Woah.

"And that’s why I have job security"
Well played.

ffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkk man wow this is so great

This was such a fun little segment from “I Know That Voice!”

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Sep 19, 2014
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cherryblossombarrage:

brachiosaurs:

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caraknightley:

puffer fish are so cute when they arent inflated they just look like theyre smiling all the time aw

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TRY TO PET ME NOW, MOTHERFUCKER!

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I’m sorry, that was mean. I just wanted to see what you’d do.

#the bruce banner of the sea

I got bit by one of these little shits in Hawaii when I was a kid. I went back to shore with a bloody finger. Who thought it was a good idea to give fish teeth??

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