aph-lithuania:

anxiety-unlimited:

darkwingsnark:

heartandstride:

evil-little-princess-from-hell:

heartandstride:

evil-little-princess-from-hell:

marykathryn1:

evil-little-princess-from-hell:

pussifoot:

pussifoot:

So Captain Underpants explores the friendship between a gay boy and a black bisexual boy and y’all wanna say Beauty and the Beast was the pinnacle of gay representation in children’s films huh

Captain Underpants comes out on Pride Month. Coincidence? I think the fuck NOT.

Excuse but Harold and George aint gay.

You miss the book where Harold has a husband?

Fanfiction aint canon

It’s in the official books written by the actual author, so it is canon. Pilkey wrote it, so it’s canon. 

I refuse to believe he willingly inserted a political agenda into a popular, established children series

Oh look, stuff from the book! The actual canon book. 

Look at Harold with his husband and kids. Very small but super poignant. 

LOL @ ‘wouldn’t put political agendas in children’s books’. 

The Thingy

thatdisastrousfangirl-writes:

Brief a/n! I’ll be trying to get the next chapter of The Other Way out by Sunday at the end of this week but in the mean time have this quick little thing I wrote instead of working 🙂


“Let me get this straight,” Henry started, pushing his glasses up to pinch the bridge of his nose. “You two were trying to make pancakes for breakfast, something you have both done multiple times, yet you somehow managed to burn the entire table, smash all the plates and cups and bowls, destroy all the chairs, the window and cupboards and cover the rest of the kitchen in bright, rainbow glitter.” Henry moved his hand to his side to properly get a look at his fiancé and soon to be brother-in-law, both quite frazzle looking and equally cover in glitter compared to the rest of the room. 

“Yes well you see, the thing is, this, this, thingy, just showed up out of know where, on top of the table!” Dipper began to explain gesturing wildly with his hands, an ungodly count of glitter getting flicked everywhere. 

“YEAH there was this small round looking thingy! And it started attacking us with this WHOLE truck load of FEATHERS!” Mabel added, both her arms gesturing more wildly then her brothers. Henry looked down at the ground, and sure enough it was completely covered, to the point you could no longer see the wooden boards, in a mass of feathers of all sorts of colours and sizes. 

“Yup, and then I, uh, I deliberately set the table on fire, cause, that’s where the, the thingy was!” 

“He definitely did that on purpose and not just because the feathers made him sneeze like an adorable fire breathing kitten.” Dipper glared at Mabel who didn’t seem to notice. “Then the thingy jumped over to the cabinet with all the bowls and stuff before it could be burned and started to SMASH EVERYTHING!!”

“By throwing it all at us.” 

“At us! And THEN it reached my glitter stash!”

“Which was exceptionally better stocked that I think anyone expected.”

“And it threw all of THAT at us!” 

“Then we had this huge fight with it! Which is why um, every, everything else is destroyed!”

“BUT WE WON!”

“The thingy is now dead, and will bother us no more!”

Henry stared at the twins, awkwardly fidgeting before him, and he couldn’t help but start to laugh at them. They quickly joined in, all laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. Only could Dipper and Mabel get into this sort of trouble while trying to make breakfast.