ITS FINALLY HAPPENED💙WE FINALLY HAVE AN OWNER😍

@staff if you [change] the [design] of the fucking [dashboard] i will kill you

edit. i want it on the actual post that i am not actually making a de-th threat against the staff. that's shitty. the caption quotes the fucking costco hot dog meme, which i originally said in the tags. if any staff member sees this please do Not take it personally

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how i’m feeling today and probably the rest of my life:

RIP Andre Braugher. gone too soon but never forgotten. thank you for bringing Raymond Holt into our lives and beautifully portrayed a queer black man in power. i’ll always cherish you and Captain Holt in my heart 🤍🕊️

“On the 6th Day of the 2nd Month of the First Year of the Kampo era. Taking a moment of my free time, I wish to express my joy of the cat. It arrived by boat as a gift to the late Emperor, received from the hands of Minamoto no Kuwashi.

The color of the fur is peerless. None could find the words to describe it, although one said it was reminiscent of the deepest ink. It has an air about it, similar to Kanno. Its length is 5 sun, and its height is 6 sun. I affixed a bow about its neck, but it did not remain for long.

In rebellion, it narrows its eyes and extends its needles. It shows its back.

When it lies down, it curls in a circle like a coin. You cannot see its feet. It’s as if it were circular Bi disk. When it stands, its cry expresses profound loneliness, like a black dragon floating above the clouds.

By nature, it likes to stalk birds. It lowers its head and works its tail. It can extend its spine to raise its height by at least 2 sun. Its color allows it to disappear at night. I am convinced it is superior to all other cats.”

- journal entry of 22-year-old Emperor Uda on March 11, 889 CE and earliest record of a cat in Japan [x]

Black Cat (detail) by Hishida Shunso, 1910 [x]

don’t be sad mr crowley it’s nothin a nice cupperty can’t fix :^)

Hunter adopting all the lost/abandoned palismen my beloved

No time to play. You are being sent away.

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Ember's Music Emporium

When he became King, Danny had not banned the ghosts from earth but asked them to be discreet, so instead of giving concerts that were extremely flashy, Ember decided to open a music store.

It was complicated to find a good location since she wanted to go far away from Amity, but she was aware that not all cities would accept strangers and it could be dangerous for her if they found out she was a ghost.

Money was not so difficult, Ember had collected several things during her unofficial concerts, among them: cash (besides, Danny was willing to sponsor her if that wasn't enough), and musical instruments were even easier to find as Skulker loved to build them and wanted to help her.

In the end, her little music store set up in Gotham (rusty laws, natural ecto, crazies everywhere and lots of people who looked extremely colorful, she assumed they would take her as one).

She and Skulker worked very hard at turning the dusty place they bought into something nice where everyone was welcome; they also made it a sort of temporary home, seeing as they couldn't go to the Infinite Realms every day.

And everything was a success until someone tried to attack their little business; naturally the ghosts protected it and very soon, a rare scarecrow was hit by one of Skulker's bombs.

It didn't cause much damage but it definitely drew attention. Many tried to attack after this and they kept responding (Skulker much more excited than she was about the whole thing).

But Ember was determined to not call Danny, she was sure they would get scolded about attacking people and not going unnoticed as they promised (although the rude people attacked them first and none of them were dead, or Danny would have come).

When some weird guys in bat costumes started trying to sneak into her humble music store (and they didn't even bother to pretend to be customers like the nice guy in the red helmet), she decided that maybe it was time to call the halfa. Things had gotten a little out of hand.

i haaaate breaking in new boots every time i want to go outside i have to wrap my stupid feet like i'm going to war

Dracula: Okay, the doors are locked. The windows facing anything other than the sheer drop of a cliff face are barred. There’s no possible way my good cat friend Jonathan Harker will ever get out. Excellent. Now to take a well-earned corpse nap.

-One Dawn Later-

Jonathan, after scaling a vertical castle wall to sneak into the chapel vault and stare at Dracula in his box: 👁👁

Dracula: ...how the fuck

The NHL has asked me to do stuff for them, whether that be social media, or interviews, or little promo things here and there, and I've always been willing to do it. And I kinda have been like their flag-bearer a little bit, like the token gay that they're kind of using to show that hockey is for everyone even though they're doing stuff on the outside that's completely opposite. So it felt like a stab in the back, a little bit, from them.

--Luke Prokop on the NHL's pride tape ban (starting at ~27:00)

reminiscing about cleaning grandmas house. grandma had dementia. it was bad. she would never let us clean for her & her house was So Nasty. pepsi all over everything. big mess. ok. so we devise a Plan. in which mom takes her out on the town for a while so dad & i can sneak in and clean. you ever take an elderly woman with dementia and the absolute most godforsaken knees out shopping? it is not a fast process. so we figure we got time. we're cleaning. we're scrubbing the kitchen floor. about halfway done. soapy pepsi water everywhere. whole big production. i just happen to look out the window and i see that stupid goddamn little red car pull up i go THEYRE BACK. my dad thinks im joking bc they been gone maybe 15 minutes no Way are they already back. Theyre Back. water everywhere. i gotta go out & stall while my dad quick pulls that shit together so she doesnt go inside & become enraged. turns out my mom never took her anywhere. she just drove her around until she got so mad they had to come back. i was like Why The Fuck Didnt You Take Her To The Store!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Driving Her Around Only Infuriates Her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Everybody Knows Driving Around Infuriates Her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i was SO mad to this DAY i give my mother shit for that i cannot believe

hockey is bad in many ways but they did go off with making the most important trophy in the sport a semi-living magical entity you can have sex with