Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
NO. NO, I HATE YOU.
MY NAME, IS FRICKIN MOON MOON. I’D BE THE MOST RETARDED WOLF. ‘OH SHIT WHO BROUGHT FUCKING MOON MOON ALONG?’
i’ve been laughing at this response for 20 minutes
Still fucking laughing
Does anybody know Zoe because if you know Zoe you need to know hers is Cruel Rage and it’s fuckin perfect
DROP EVERYTHING, BELLE’S BOOKKEEPER IS A FUCKING WIZARD. (part 1)
I have a question for you. Why didn’t anybody in Belle’s village know about the shit that went down in the castle? You’d think you’d have noticed if you had a prince - fucking ROYALTY - down the road for a while, and then suddenly the castle goes dark and you don’t have to pay TAXES anymore? You’d think people would notice! But they didn’t know about the Beast or his castle until Belle shows them the magic mirror, and then they’re all shocked and it’s huge news. They need Gaston to show them to the castle because none of them knows the way. Why wouldn’t you know where the ONLY CASTLE is?? Serious problems there, village.
They are all so stuck in their routines they don’t worry about the castle, you say. And once again, Taxes, say I.
So then there’s the townsfolk themselves. They all agree that Belle doesn’t fit in because she reads. So wait - a chick who reads sticks out? She’s “never part of any crowd”? That means nobody else in the village reads. So… WHY is there a bookshop??
This is a small town. A very small population. Any wealth the townspeople have at any time is the only wealth available to spread around. If you’re doing something that won’t attract the townsfolks’ attention, you won’t earn any money. So if you’re doing something nobody’s interested in buying, you need to stop and do something else so you can eat. Yet here we have this shop, right in the main part of the village, LOADED with books that nobody but Belle reads.
And judging from her discussion with the bookseller, they’re mostly fiction. But she loves them. In fact she finished, in just one night, the last book she borrowed -
Wait. Borrowed?
If this bookseller is running a really terrible business where only one person is interested, he should be charging an incredibly high price to get by. He should not be lending his books out for free.
All this very clearly indicates that the bookseller is not who he says he is. There is no way he could support a business, and have a shop on the mainstreet, selling something only one person, who never makes a purchase, likes.
That means he must be a wizard.
Obviously.
“Can you feel the love tonight” scene based loosely on/inspired by Pug’s design of human!Simba, which I really like :D
/FUCKING EXPLODES
FOREVER FUCKING REBLOG
It needs to be said.
Can I please make a shoutout to Quvenzhané Wallis? I think she’s absolutely fabulous, and she was positively glittering yesterday. Unfortunately, though, the reason I’m posting is that a lot of people can’t deal with innocence, can’t deal with beauty, and can’t deal with the idea that a 9 year old black girl has so much talent, grace, and poise.
Don’t you dare call her Annie until you call Hathaway by Fontaine, or Day-Lewis by Abe. It’s her character, not her name. If you can’t recognize the difference, get out of Hollywood. Quvenzhené is a beautiful name and it’s not that hard if you practice it. Yes, practice. If a 9 year old girl can learn enough lines to fill a screen for two hours, you can learn her name.
Don’t you dare call her a joke or a vulgar name when she’s a sweet child who never did anything but pour her heart out on screen and give us a piece of herself in her work. She´s devoted her childhood to something incredible. Let her be a part of it. Let her enjoy what she´s done. Let her know how very proud we all are for her.
Don´t try to turn her into a victim. Let her know what a hero she is.
So all Mystery objects pretty much have Polio now
And there was a Mystery Sock today
And Matt THREW IT AT MY FACE
Okay no
I don’t think he was actually aiming
But I had to emit a high-pitched lemur distress signal
For several minutes
And then I refused to explain scruff to him until he gave me a hot chocolate
It was a good day
And there was a Mystery Sock today
And Matt THREW IT AT MY FACE
Okay no
I don’t think he was actually aiming
But I had to emit a high-pitched lemur distress signal
For several minutes
And then I refused to explain scruff to him until he gave me a hot chocolate
It was a good day
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