Don't Talk To Me Or My Granddaughter Ever Again

Don't talk to me or my granddaughter ever again

This might be the best costume I’ve seen this year.

oc: She wanted to be her Grandma for Halloween🎃🎃👻

you thought youd never see a meta homestuck analysis in the year 2017 but with every passing day this seems to get less satirical/surreal and more of an actually probable reality which is haunting

The guided meditation video I'm watching: Now release all of the tension in your shoulders :) :) :)

Me: Do what now

so i know that the whole whomst thing was a while ago but because i use the word so much i’ve begun to use words like whermst whymst and whatmst even if they dont make much phonetic sense and even though it barely correlates ive also started using oumch instead of ouch i have a problem

INKtober Day 24

@thatsthat24 I'm not a very good artist so I decided to write it instead: Arthur Weasley one day encounters an illegal magically modified muggle car. He is instantly enamored and manages to sneak it home causing him to never pick up the Angelia. This car is Lightning McQueen. He gives it the Angelia's modifications. The twins and Ron use him to pick up Harry, but his witty quips cause Uncle Vernon to be alerted to their presence. Using his award-winning speed they escape without the kerfuffle with Vernon grabbing Harry's leg. He is later damaged in the crash with the whomping willow. He dumps out Harry and Ron and scuttles away into the forbidden forest with a barely audible "kachow". He is later found by Hagrid who nurses him back to health. When Hagrid is captured by Voldemort in the seventh book, Lightning watches from a distance, for he is too scared to act. He musters his courage as Voldemort prepares to kill Harry. As Voldemort raises his wand, McQueen races out of the forest with a earth-shaking "KACHOW!", creaming Voldemort. His supporters rush to his aid destroying McQueen with magic. Hagrid rushes towards his dying friend. "You've done well, McQueen, you've done well," he murmurs, holding the car as he breathes his last breath. As Lightning's eyes go glassy, Hagrid releases a guttural moan of grief and pain as he is punished for his disobedience. But it is too late, the Dark Lord is miraculously dead. His followers retreat in fear, the war is over. The car, not the boy, adorned with Lightning has saved the Wizarding World. But the automobile with the heart of a warrior has been lost.