Invisible Serpent |
The blog of a fandom-obsessed teenager whose life makes no sense at the time. |
there are animals called dikdiks
pronounced.. dick-dicks?
no pronounced xylophone
Here I thought someone was Being sarcastic
Did no one else notice “For the pop group, see Dik dik”
(Source: tumblr.com, via shelocksteps)
I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS
it’s scary how amazing this works out
oh well that wasnt what i was expecting at all
(Source: babyspeight, via imjohnlocked)
I’m going to hell for laughing at this.
(Source: onlylostphysics, via imjohnlocked)
Watch as the wild Freeman slowly circles his Cumberprey, quickly stamping out any signs of rebellion with the whispered reminder of “Fuck you, I won a BAFTA”.
Cumberprey
Cumberprey
CUMBERPREY
I’m still not over Total Eclipse of the John
(via dyamirity-of-the-lord)
I’m a dog mania .. so I just think , if Middle Earth is the world of dog. Everybody is dog .. it’s must sooo cute XD
This part is dogs of Durins and Bilbo :> , I wanna draw every dwarves into dog version (and Gandalf ,elf too lol ) they will come later~
I will call this series ‘Dwarf dog of Erebor’ ♥
(via jujuproblems)
Omfg every morning when i wake up from a dream i write it down in my phone so I remember it
and I JUST FOUND THIS AND I’M REALLY NOT SURE WHAT WAS GOING ON IN MY DREAM
Dear flatmate-
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
with love,
~your flatmate
I NEVER NOTICED THE CORNER OF HIS MOUTH TWITCHING UP
#tony’s all ‘i like your sass’ #’i mean you’re crazy as shit but no one can say you’re not hilarious’
I think if it weren’t for the fact that he keeps trying to kill everyone, Tony and Loki would actually be BFF
Thor would be getting calls at five in the morning from Tony, saying things like ‘Somehow Loki and I are in Vegas in a car neither of us remembers buying, dressed up in buffalo costumes and we might have gotten married. We have no money and there’s a passed out lounge singer in the trunk of our car. Call Pepper, tell her to send cash’
And Thor would have to get them out of whatever trouble they’d gotten into in their wacky adventures
would someone PLEASE post their twitter convos on this i’m not sure how.
(Source: lostiel)
once upon a time, a fangirl was sad.
At school there were no fan-friends to be had.
No one to share ashtrays stolen from the queen,
or to whisper “don’t blink” if an angel is seen.
No one to watch for mysterious deaths,
chevy impalas and men running, out of breath.
A wish was…
Oh. My. God.
How long did this take someone to make???
Would he like… capture aggressive moose or something?
aggressive moose
costume updates.
Recipes for Pies and Tarts! (recipes)
Need some pie baking ideas for this Thanksgiving?! Wait no more!
- All-American Apple Pie
- Apple and Pear Pie
- Apple Caramel Cheesecake Pie with Toasted Pecans
- Apple Cider Pie
- Apple Galette
- Apple Tarte Tatin
- Apricot Pie
- Autumn Pumpkin Cheesecake Pie
- Blueberries ‘n Cream Pie
- Blueberry LatticePie
- Blueberry-Almond Tart
- Blueberry-Apple StreuselPie
- Blueberry-Peach Galettes
- Buttermilk Pie
- Caramel Apple Pie
- Cherry Pie
- Cherry Pie with Cream Cheese Pastry Crust
- Chocolate Buttermilk Pie
- Chocolate Cream Pie
- Chocolate Meringue Pie
- Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake Pie
- Coconut & Lime Cream Cheese Pie
- Coconut Custard PieCoconut Custard Pie with Whipped Cream Topping
- Coconut Pie
- Creamy Lemon Meringue Pie
- Decadent Chocolate Ganache Pie
- Dutch Apricot Pie
- Early American Buttermilk Pie
- Easy Lemon Meringue Pie
- Egg Custard Pie
- French Apple Tart
- Fresh Blueberry Pie
- Fresh Cherry Cobbler
- Fresh Lemon Curd Tart
- Fresh Lemon Meringue Pie
- Fresh Raspberry Tart with Lemon Filling
- Fresh Strawberry Pie
- Grandma’s Rhubarb Pie
- Grandma’s Fresh Cherry Pie
- Grape Pie
- Individual Nectarine Tarts
- Innkeeper Pie
- Key Lime Pie
- Key West Key Lime Pie
- Lattice Cherry Pie
- Latticed Peach Pie with Peach Brandy
- Lattice-Top Mulberry or Blackberry Pie
- Lemon Apple Chess Pie
- Lemon Tart with a Lemon Pecan Crust
- Lemon-Buttermilk Meringue Pie
- Lime Custard Tart
- L’orange and Citron Cream Cheese Tarte
- Macadamia Nut Pineapple Tart
- Margarita Key Lime Pie
- Microwave Sour Cream Lemon Pie
- Milky Way Tarts
- Mississippi Mud Pie
- No-Bake Lemon Cream Tart
- Old Fashion Fresh Apricot Pie
- Old Time Chess Pie
- Old-Fashion Apple Pie
- Old-Fashion Blueberry Pie
- Old-Fashion Fruit Tart
- Old-Fashion Pecan Pie
- Old-Fashion Strawberry-Rhubarb Pie
- Old-Fashioned English Custard Tart
- Oven Fried Apple Pies
- Peach Custard Pie
- Pear and Almond Cream Tart
- Pear and Almond Tart
- Pear Praline Pie
- Pear Tarte Tatin
- Pecan Streusel Apricot Pie
- Plum Galette
- Plum Pie Augusto
- Puff Pastry Apple Tart
- Raspberry Sour Cream Tart
- Recipe for Cookie Crumb Crust
- Rum Raisin Apple Pie
- Rustic Chocolate Raspberry Heart Tart
- Scrumptious Strawberry Tart
- Shoofly Pie
- Sour Cream Raisin Pie
- Southern Fried Fruit Pies
- Spiced Peach Galettes
- Strawberry Almond Chocolate Tart
- Strawberry Hazelnut Tart
- Strawberry S’More Tart
- Summer Cherry Pie
- Summer Tart
- Sweet Potato Pie
- Very Lemon Pie
- Vinegar Pie
- Walnut Chocolate Chip Pie
- Walnut Fudge Pie
- White Chocolate and Blueberry Tart
- Worlds Best Apple Pie
oh fuck
(via mia7437)
How do i manage to make such a mess of my room when all I do is sit in one spot for 24 hours?
Thank god I’m not the only one.
this is the most frequent question i ask myself
Its a big club. We should get T-shirts.
They would get lost in the mess
(Source: azunyannakano)
Sherlock isn’t dead.
Amy and Rory lived a long life together.
Arthur will rise and be with Merlin again.
These should be happy endings why do they hurt so much?
because sad things are not what make us cry, make us feel, or make us hurt.
Tender moments do.
The moments…
You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
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Every time I read this…my brain. Ow.
thank you
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