Keep The Damn Scarves

Carpe diem. Seize the days, boys.












Slow clap for the Buffy fandom



yeah seriously tell us how wizardry’s done in the new world tell me how the wizards from france and spain and britain stamped out the brujos and the medicine men and set up their own schools tell me what the fuck the british raj did to fucking india because the patel twins are going to school in scotland and what are they told about their history, tell me about native american kids learning to say wingardium leviosa with hate in their hearts and tell me about wizarding rabbis bickering about whether you can use potions on the sabbath tell me about the slaves on their ships with their wands broken, mouthing curses in the dark tell me about the runaways that made it with garter snakes wrapped around their wrists that told them when they tasted dogs in the distance, tell me about the underground railroad and abolitionists with unbreakable vows and home-spun invisibility cloaks and disilusionments, using obliviate, using imperio, knowing that they served a higher justice, tell me about what happened to black wizards in the fifties, about what gates they were storming in the sixties tell me about queer wizards taking love potions every morning in their coffee to stay married to their husbands and their wives because what else could they do?

the world only begins and ends with straight white christians if you don’t bother looking any farther than that and too many people don’t and i am tired, tired, tired



"How many?"





i love catfish so much because they act like theyre fbi agents or something when theyre really just using reverse google image search

i thought you meant the animal and let me tell you that was a wild minute of me trying to figure out the psychology of fish thinking they’re federal law enforcement


it doesn’t matter how many “pretend to be dating” fics i read, i’m always fucking in it headfirst every time and i fall for that shit every time. i know the pattern i know the plot twists i know what’s gonna happen but every single fucking time i’m fucking on the edge of my seat wide-eyed whispering like “what’s gonna happen are they gonna fall in love” to myself like of course they are you fucking idiot this happens EVERY TIME but as soon as i see the description and it’s like “x person and x person pretend to do the dating” it’s eternal sunshine of the stupidest fucking mind over here


Look, if you nicely tell me that swearing makes you uncomfortable and you politely ask me not to, I will stop immediately and speak nicer than a nun.

But if you start acting like you’re on some fucking high horse, or telling me that I’m going to Hell for talking the way that I do and you can’t “be around that kind of language” then you can bet your motherfuckin’ ass that I’ll be fucking cussing like a cunt-fuckin’ sailor you maggot-ridden piece of dick.

how to be an biphobic asshole in 3 easy steps


1. ignore the definition of “bisexual” used by the actual bisexual community (attracted to same and other genders) and use “attracted to two genders” instead

2. claim that because of your incorrect definition bisexuals are cissexist and transphobic (because apparently you also believe that trans men and trans women aren’t actually men and women, respectively) 

3. ignore all irritated bisexuals who try to correct you on your wrong definition

bonus! tell these irritated bisexuals they’re really pansexual and don’t know what they’re talking about in terms of their own sexuality 

mymascotsolvedyou replied to your post “People keep asking if I’m starting to get stuff ready for uni and I…”

you have your priorities straight! I need to sort out stuff like that as well, thanks for the reminder :P What are you going to study?

(Sorry this reply took so long!) I’m so glad you agree :P
I’m going to study Linguistics and French :D by your reply I’m thinking you’re starting something too? May I ask what? :)