Fuck.

“Fuck.”

“Is this...Like do they really not know or?”

“Are they threatening us?”

“I’d prefer that to be honest. I don’t want to be the guy to break alien hearts.”

“Dude, I will make Jurassic Park happen if it means not telling them.”

Humanity receives a message from space. It reads:“So, what did the dinosaurs think of the giant rock collection we sent them?”

Send me an anonymous ask completing the sentence "I wish you would write a fic where..."

OH MY GOSH, YES!!!

Reblog this and I might send you an ominous prophecy

We have one of these in the town next door! There’s like maybe one more I think nearby but yes! The states do have these! I love this place, they’re way cheaper and the people who work there are all really nice.

LET 👏 RETAIL 👏 EMPLOYEES 👏 SIT 👏

Little poem inspired by the eighth picture in this post here.

***

The mermaids have found you

Little child, little fool

And they do not like trespassers

In their waters

What convinced you to swim so deep?

To go where you should not

You knew the risks,

If not the dangers

Did you bring a weapon?

Or at least quick wit?

Pray for a miracle

They will not be merciful

Reposting for day people. And because this is my first super long post on here and I’m oddly proud of that.

don’t know if this is as ~deep~ as i think it is, but by all of gaston’s own personal standards of identity/values, the beast is a better man than he is: brawnier, bigger, fightier, & of course every last inch of him’s covered in hair