Feelin The Rainy Day Vibes Today. Lettin It Wash Over... April 14, 2014 Milford, NY. #Photography #rainydayblues

Have a good day everyone, just like this sweet fluff! May 9, 2019. Milford, Ny. #goodvibes #photography #photooftheday #kitty #contentment #lookatthatsun #shiningonmybaby (at Milford, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxhgojoDdtK/?igshid=1awqbjr7mzdn6

Yes please I can not be the only one who wants the ORIGINAL Teen Titans back!!

Its pretty common

Imagine how you might feel if your wildest and most wonderful fantasies were brought to life. That’s probably how a child would feel if their drawings of strange and wondrous characters were turned into real-life plush toys, which is exactly what Budsies does.

Budsies takes children’s drawings and reinterprets them as 16-inch-tall hypoallergenic plush toys – but they’ll take playful adults’ drawings, too.

School just really sucks cause they take this wonderful concept of learning and discovering new things and just completely ruin it with the atmosphere of judgement and suppression of creativity and strict deadlines and basing your intelligence on a letter and wow you ruined it nice job

Being a procrastinator with a violent fear of failure is almost hilarious because like 80% of the time I’m like “I’m not even going to think about this” and then there’s like a distinct moment when everything switches and it turns to “I can’t fail oh my god I need to turn this into an A in like a day why am I like this”

yes i have this whole series for slytherin!gojo but let’s take a moment to think about gryffindor!gojo.

a guy who is really the center of attention, the life of the party, the student that everybody knows even if they’ve never had a conversation with him. yes he’s the captain of the gryffindor quidditch team, go figure. girls (and some guys) love him and everybody wants to be him.

gojo satoru is truly what people imagine when they think of the gryffindor house.

which is ironic because you’re probably the last person that comes to mind when house gryffindor is brought up.

it’s not that you’re not a gryffindor or embody it or whatever bullshit others say, you’re just, reserved.

and sure you have your own friends and your own life, but from the long list of gryffindor past and present, you seem a little different. you keep to yourself, you’re not loud, you’re not entirely brave (killing a spider is a daring task), and you don’t really like quidditch. not that you care about all of this. not at all.

and for some reason you have this inexplicable hatred for gojo. he’s loud, overbearing, he makes everything a joke, everybody loves him for some reason, and he always gets what he wants. all the professor dote over him, and it doesn’t help that he comes from a long line of witches and wizards when you’re just starting out.

you doubt he even knows your name, despite being in the same year, but you don’t care. you always manage to grumble something under your breath when he’s around.

so of course with your luck you find yourself in the common rooms, late into the hours of the evening, stressing over a potions paper you knew you should’ve started earlier.

and of course gryffindor!gojo is the only other person in the room, stressing over the same thing. and of course his eyes roam over to you and your hunched over form and your piece of parchment.

and when he strolls over and plops down beside you with that unbearable smile you have to control your face from grimacing.

“i don’t think we’ve ever met before,” gojo, the prince of gryffindor starts as if you don’t know him, “i’m satoru. and i think we’ve got the same problem and i could really use some help,”

his eyes are a bright blue that seem to shine in the crackling fire of the hearth, and his lips are pink and soft, pulled back in a customary smile. your swallow thickly.

“i’m a bit busy, so, no,” you say with an unapologetic look, quickly packing up your papers and shove them in your book bag, not noticing the way the esteemed gryffindors face falls in confusion at your bluntness, “goodnight.”

you race away to your dorm, shaking your head in annoyance and at his audacity all while he sits aghast on the couch, trying to think if he said anything wrong.

but don’t worry, if gojo satoru is one thing, it’s persistent. and he’ll figure out your problem even if it kills him.

Okay but like Amity Park definitely has some stores that sell merchandise based off of the ghosts. Like I’ve seen some headcanons with Phantom merch and canonically there was Ember merch but like Nocturne blankets, Desiree necklaces, Technus phone cases, t-shirts that read “I AM THE BOX GHOST”, etc.