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I’m enjoying myself
-It’s four thirty in the morning -I’m alone in my family’s hotel room -My laptop is charging -Eating road trip snacks -Drawing fanart Only problem is, the walls are so thin that whenever someone opens a door it sounds like it’s my door
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constant mood
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He can be both . . . . . . .
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HUEMANITY 2019 IS LIVE!
You can now pre-order Huemanity, a spectrum themed 2019 Hannibal fanart collaboration calendar! 
Huemanity is a 11*8.5″ spiral bound wall calendar with full color month and page illustrations. It features 39 brand new artworks, including a CMYK themed postcard set. To match our rainbow theme, 20% of the proceeds will be donated to an LGBTQIA+ charity!
We offer three different options - calendar only, postcards only, and a bundle package with all the artwork. The pre-order opens today, October 17th, and will close on November 7th, 2018!
Pre-order the calendar HERE - pre-orders are open until Nov 7th, 2018! 
To celebrate the launch, we’re hosting a giveaway on this blog! 
The giveaway is for one calendar including shipping (postcard set not included) and is open worldwide! 
You can enter by reblogging this post (number of reblogs not limited) 
If you’ve already ordered your calendar, we will reimburse you for the calendar and shipping costs.
If you want to purchase the postcards as well, you can upgrade to a bundle after winning the giveaway.
The giveaway will close and a winner will be announced on November 3rd! 
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OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SONG!!! it brings back so much nostalgia for when i first discovered destiel, my first gay otp. i was really into this type of music, and listened to it as i wrote fanfiction, scrolled through fanarts, etc. another great song by the same artist is fairytale, with is also, in my opinion, a great destiel song. 
Stolen Dance by Milky Chance is such a destiel song and probably one if my new faves.
hello! ❤
well, that one is, without any doubts, a destiel song™!
I want you by my sideSo that I never feel alone againThey’ve always been so kindBut now they’ve brought you away from hereI hope they didn’t get your mindYour heart is too strong anywayWe need to fetch back the timeThey have stolen from us
No sun is shining anymoreThe only thing I feel is painCaused by absence of you
And I want youWe can bring it on the floorYou’ve never danced like this beforeWe don’t talk about itDancin’ on do the boogie all night longStoned in paradise, shouldn’t talk about it
(x)
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won’t be distant for long. get running, bear man
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have fun in the real world!! thanks for the memes!
hi friends
i have some friends in town and we ended up deciding to go out of town and off the grid for a little bit. so im trying to q as many memes as possible but im gonna lose service at some point so im sorry if there’s a chunk of time without some memes.
love u guys <3
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HUEMANITY 2019 IS LIVE!
You can now pre-order Huemanity, a spectrum themed 2019 Hannibal fanart collaboration calendar! 
Huemanity is a 11*8.5″ spiral bound wall calendar with full color month and page illustrations. It features 39 brand new artworks, including a CMYK themed postcard set. To match our rainbow theme, 20% of the proceeds will be donated to an LGBTQIA+ charity!
We offer three different options - calendar only, postcards only, and a bundle package with all the artwork. The pre-order opens today, October 17th, and will close on November 7th, 2018!
Pre-order the calendar HERE - pre-orders are open until Nov 7th, 2018! 
To celebrate the launch, we’re hosting a giveaway on this blog! 
The giveaway is for one calendar including shipping (postcard set not included) and is open worldwide! 
You can enter by reblogging this post (number of reblogs not limited) 
If you’ve already ordered your calendar, we will reimburse you for the calendar and shipping costs.
If you want to purchase the postcards as well, you can upgrade to a bundle after winning the giveaway.
The giveaway will close and a winner will be announced on November 3rd! 
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Steps:
1. Listen to lovely by Billie Eilish and Khalid
2. Think of your otp being depressed without each other.
3. Cry
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Steps:
1. Listen to lovely by Billie Eilish and Khalid
2. Think of your otp being depressed without each other.
3. Cry
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once for a school project in 6th grade art we got to create a drawing/watercolor based on an urban legend. i chose slenderman, of course.
so i was looking for a picture of the proxy symbol, and i clicked on it to print it off. on autopilot, i double-clicked and printed the photo without moving the mouse.
then i went up to the printer and waited with a few other kids for my picture to come out. we talked for a few minutes, when, suddenly, the printer whirred to life and several pictures came out. in turn, the kids grabbed their pictures and headed back to their seats.
i picked up the last photo to come out, right as a few other kids came up to grab their pictures that were on the way. but... it was NOT the picture i had selected. instead it was a hentai photo of jeff and slendy, and they were totally getting into it. 
i stared, frozen in place as my blood went cold under my skin. suddenly, this innocent boy in my class leans over my shoulder to see why i turned white as my paper. my mind is working in slow-motion and way too fast at the same time, so instead of moving away or crumpling the picture, i put it BACK IN THE PRINTER SLOT and walk away mumbling “not my picture.”
there was a huge investigation. we all sat silently at our computers as the principal, the exploring technology teacher, and the art teacher searched each computer. i hadn’t realy done anything wrong, but i cleared my history and clicked on the photo i had MEANT TO PRINT.
i wasn’t blamed, and i don’t know who was. but i heard that a boy in my class kept the picture as evidence.
We’re not allowed to print anything in the library anymore because two years ago some kid accidentally printed 40+ images of various vaginas from one of the library computers.
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my mom has a student that’s obsessed with cows. she loves them. like, so much. the school is kind of in the country, so some days, she’ll run into the room first thing in the morning and shout “MS J!! GUESS WHAT I SAW ON THE WAY TO SCHOOL TODAY” and my mom will smile like the holy mother mary and sweetly ask what she saw. and of course this adorable little kiddo will say “A WHOLE FIELD OF COWS MS J!!!” my mom teaches special ed so she’s only with this girl for about two hours a day. i don’t know exactly why this girl goes to special ed (for confidentiality reasons), and i don’t want to put her name up. but she’s definitely one of my mom’s favorite kids. whenever she has an assignment where she gets to draw something or do a craft, she themes it after cows - cow drawings, cow masks, and paragraphs upon paragraphs about cows and various other animals.
cows are so cool you know. their noses are pink and wet almost like a puppy and they have sandpaper tongues like cats. theyre eveyrthing you could ever want
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My new aesthetic: Will Graham in a flower crown
Iris pseudacorus / 🌼
Flower crown series
2018.9.23
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Do not crush the ramen. Just cook it and eat it.
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My Sterek headcanon
I like to think about how Stiles immediately recognized Derek in the first episode in the woods. I was up late last night thinking about those two, as usual. 
I wonder if Stiles saw what happened to Derek’s family on the news. Beacon Hills is a small town - when the large house of a family important to the community burns down, especially when it kills most of them, it makes the news. 
If Derek is 22 and Scott and Stiles are 15 (in the beginning of the show), and if Derek was about 15 when the Hale house burned down, then Scott and Stiles would have been around eight years old when it happened. 
I like to think that, when it came on the news that the house had burned down, Scott was over for a play date. Mr. Stilinski came into the living room to find Scott and Stiles’s Legos abandoned on the floor as they both huddled in front of the TV, fascination and concern plain on their innocent, childlike faces. Stilinski asked what had happened. Scott briefly turned away from the TV to explain, but Stiles was frozen in place, his eyes locked on the set.
Stilinski came up behind his son and put a hand on his shoulder, not wanting to let his son see the grim news flashing across the screen. But when he finally, gently pulled Stiles away, he was shocked to find that his son had tears in his eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Stilinski frowned, deeply concerned. He felt intense regret at having been so careless as to let his poor innocent son see something so terrible and depressing. He should never have been so careless as to leave the news on while he left the room. Hadn’t the poor kid been through enough? Scott was also looking worried, and put an arm around his best friend.
“Dad... you see that boy?” Stiles whimpered, pointing to a dark-haired boy sitting in the back of an ambulance behind the news reporter. Stilinski’s heart sank as he realized that the boy couldn’t be older than fifteen, and he was one of the only survivors of the fire. The sheriff also recognized him. His Uncle Peter had been into the sheriff’s department several times, though he’d never done anything really bad, or spent any time in jail. The worst thing he’d done, in the sheriff’s eyes, was drag his poor nephew into his trouble-making ways. Derek Hale. That was the boy’s name.
Stilinski nodded. “Do you know him?” Scott leaned in a bit, interested.
Stiles grinned weakly. “He’s my true love, dad.”
Both Stilinski and Scott were surprised, but there was also relief in their wide eyes. At least their little kiddo wasn’t crying because he was emotionally scarred.
“What do you mean?” Stilinski asked gently. “Have you met him? Do you know him well?”
Stiles grinned a little more and nodded. But his face was still blotchy from crying.
“When his uncle came in once, we talked. He’s so cool, and he’s really tall. And he has the prettiest eyes. And he always smells like pine trees and cinnamon, but like the real stuff, not that smelly rich-kid cologne his uncle wears.”
Stilinski and Scott laughed a little. Stiles smiled a lot now, and wiped away another tear. It was almost hard to see - this sad little boy, smiling through his tears. He gave an innocent little-boy giggle and wrung his hands together.
“Yeah, sorry... so that’s why I was crying. Because I love him so much and I don’t want him to be sad.” Stiles blushed nervously. “Are you... mad at me?”
Stilinski’s smile faded, replaced by heart-breaking realization.
He sighed. “No, of course I’m not mad at you. Why would I be?”
Stiles stared at the ground. “Because... I like boys.”
Stilinski smiled again.
“It’s alright. I’ll always love you - no matter who you love,” Stilinski reassured him. He looked back at the TV, which still showed the crumbling house. The he checked his watch. “It’s late - maybe we should head to bed. You can spend the night if you want, Scott, but you have to call and ask your mom first.”
Scott, of course, immediately ran to call his mom. It was a Friday, so she said yes, and soon both boys were in bed - though the Sheriff was certain that they were far from sleep.
That night, as Stiles’s father locked every door and window before he went to bed, he thought of Derek. He looked back on all the times he and Stiles had met. Once, when Peter Hale had been in for vandalism, Derek and Talia had come up to the station to get him. Noah had been there with Stiles that day. As Talia was doing the paperwork, Noah remembered looking up and seeing Stiles talking to a dark-haired boy a little older than him that Noah didn’t know yet. Another time, one of Derek’s sisters had gotten sick. Noah remembered seeing Talia sitting with her daughter when he went to get Stiles from the hospital - Mellissa had been watching Scott and him there. When he got there to pick the boys up, both Stiles and Scott were talking to an older boy in the waiting room. Scott was deep in conversation, as Stiles just beamed with admiration and the privilege of speaking to Derek Hale.
And Noah realized that he too had a privilege. He had watched a life-long love story unfold. And he’d never realized until an hour ago.
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Conversation
Hannibal: Hey, it's an attractive, unstable, innocent man.
Will: Um... what
Hannibal: Clearly, he can't stand any more emotional, mental, and physical trauma.
Will: ...
Hannibal: I have an idea
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