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Yall have a kettle?? I make my tea in the microwave lmao

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ribstongrowback:

noriannbraindripshere:

ribstongrowback:

wodneswynn:

systlin:

chronolith:

wodneswynn:

systlin:

shadowwytch:

systlin:

systlin:

YOU HEATHEN

LIKE HOW DO YOU GET THE PROPER TEMPERATURE MY GOD

This is the Chaotic Evil of making tea

I was born and raised in KANSAS and even I know that tea is made with a fuCKING KETTLE!

I can’t even imagine how that must taste.. *shudders*

Like sadness, I imagine.

I make my tea in the coffee pot

Natalie. 

Natalie.

why

She’s a chaos being in the flesh of a human and cannot be stopped. Chaotic Chaotic.

Yeah that.

I am a feral disaster bi and I will do everything wrong and none of you are powerful enough to stop me.

i put my tea mugs in the oven it’s a french recipe

RIBS
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I… I can’t even scold you because I make tea like my grand-mother and she’s half chinese. I don’t KNOW how french people make tea.

exactly you can’t only god could judge but I killed him

i baked him some tea

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fandomsandanythingelse:

crewdlydrawn:

mystrangedarkson:

nezumiko:

EPIC

Photo from Portland Pride 2019 © The Oregonian

[Photograph of a man dressed as Captain America, from behind with his shield on his back, waving a rainbow-striped American flag]

I was at Portland Pride, and y’all don’t even understand this man’s power. This photo is from the back, so you don’t see the perfection of the outfit, the chiseled jaw, the truth of his incredible shoulders-to-waist ratio, the reflective aviators.

It’s a still image, so you don’t see the confidence with which he walks. He KNOWS he’s the shit. We were walking in opposite directions on the sidewalk as he was getting into position for the parade, and I short circuited. This man is FINE, and he knows it.

You DEFINITELY don’t know that one of the drag queens who was calling the parade, when he walked by, stopped mid-sentence and said, and this is a direct quote,

“Sir, that absolutely is America’s ass. I probably shouldn’t say that, but it’s true.” Every single person in the crowd who was even a little bit attracted to men whooped and clapped at that truth.

This man is my hero.

Turns out they use neutral pronouns—see: starcaptainyork on Instagram. Here are some of their pics from facebook (easiest to screencap), featuring the aviators, front-view, and confirming Cap-appropriate jaw line:

York Bezbozny is a Pride treasure.

CULTURAL ICON

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the-dm-experience:

beingatoaster:

thuumwrestler:

cniska:

Imagine a d&d game but everyone talks like golf announcers and you all just soft clap when someone rolls a 20

“great swing from the barbarian, absolutely beautiful”

#“and i do believe – yes. that will be enough damage from the rogue’s sneak attack to kill the dragon.” #“vaeren the black has pulled ahead in the killshot tally for this campaign in a stupendous way. well done.” #“although his overall damage is still behind szanaks the sorcerer” #“true. that’s very true. it’s hard to compete with szanaks’s gratuitous use of area-effect spells.”

“Look at that pure concentration on the monk’s face as he prepares his carefully placed punches. He knows it’s now or never… He has just rolled the most natural of 20s, but it is not over yet. The only question that remains:

How does he want to do this?”

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assiraphales:

ineffabilum:

assiraphales:

frankly hell as an operation functions much better than heaven, despite forcing Every demon to work out of their mother’s musty basement with a leak and one shared lightbulb. like, crowley actually had to report back about what he did. when he meets hastur & ligur in the cemetery, they all share their “evil deeds” of the day. crowley had to give a presentation about the m25. hell not only had to jumpstart the chattering order of st beryl and work out the plan to deliver the antichrist, but also handle the hellhound. heaven did basically nothing & knew nothing….. aziraphale gave away the flaming sword and no one noticed? gabriel checked in on aziraphale and was like “gross sushi” and hightailed it out of there? they knew so little about earth they thought it was appropriate to talk/buy porn in a soho bookshop ?? tbhhhh if anyone was in jeopardy of losing their job during those 6000 years it wasn’t aziraphale

Aziraphale got one rude note in 1790 and that was it. Like some poor angelic secretary got handed his P-Card folder and was like, “Holy shit – the dates on these receipts go back to 4,000 BCE? They really expect me to dig through every single miracle this minor principality has ever performed since the dawn of recorded time and make sure they all add up? Just… fuck, I don’t know. Just tell him to do fewer miracles. Put on a sticky note that says ‘you’re over your monthly allowance of miracles.’” And then she promptly shoved the folder to the back of the shelf and no one ever mentioned it again.  

going off of this, I can imagine crowley explaining away so many of his minor miracles that hell is sufficiently explanationed out, bc no matter how ridiculous his excuses are, they make sense and it’s infuriating and it’s at the point where they really really just don’t care anymore

hell secretary, surrounded by stacks of dirty & damp paper, smoking a cigarette: no I don’t want to know why you made hamlet popular just shut up & leave

crowley, leaning heavily on the desk, sending papers toppling: no no you have to hear. don’t you want to hear? seriously. you have to. it’s bc now he’ll be known primarily for his dramas and not his comedies, isn’t that just diabolical? I mean—

secretary: sure.

crowley: just think, generations of misery from one minor miracle!

secretary: Go Away go away GO awAY

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glumshoe:

The taste of pudding transports me into the body of an Eton schoolboy in Victorian England who is on home for the holidays and is likely going to develop some very English vices regarding thin birch sticks by the time I come of age and inherit my father’s business after taking a rather antiquated Grand Tour across Europe with some of my closest schoolmates, one of whom will die tragically after a night of drunken debauchery in Venice and I will continue to write frustrated homoerotic letters to him long after his death that my wife endeavors to destroy to preserve the family honor after I waste away and die from a broken heart after my favorite son dies in the Great War.

I don’t eat a lot of pudding.

Were the four lesser horsemen of the apocalypse ever in the plans for the tv show or were they cut early on in the process?

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dubiousculturalartifact:

neil-gaiman:

They were in the script. They were even cast. (There were some fantastic auditions.) But when we were a few days before the read through we needed to save a week’s shooting, and the Other Four Horsemen would have been long and arduous and expensive to shoot and, reluctantly, I let them go.

Honestly I was very disappointed by the lack of the four lesser horsemen of the apocalypse but this situation¹ makes for too perfectly Good Omens-y of a joke, for me to truly be angry about it.

¹ there were originally eight Horsemen, but the other four were unfortunately cut, due to budgetary issues