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electrictony:

MCU Rewatch → Captain America: The First Avenger

I don’t like bullies. I don’t care where they’re from.

hollowayart:

Welcome To Night Vale Tarot Deck

Tarot Deck Illustrations for Welcome To Night Vale. Available through TopatoCo.  June 2015.  Photoshop.

pumpkan:

Me: waiting for any form of public transport

Rain: starts

Some deep dark part of my brain that never forgot the first night vale episode: 👀🕐🚌🌧🌧🕐🕐🚌🌧

marvel headquarters, early 2000s

kylostantrums:

guy 1: who do u think we should cast as wolverine

guy 2: idk probably a huge, jacked man

santiagodehoyos:

Making friends on Mt. Walker, Washington.

By @santiagodehoyos on Instagram.

wreckingbally:

Welcome to Night Vale is a free podcast in the style of community radio set in a strange, Twilight Zone-esque town called Night Vale.

What do you need to know?

  • You can listen to it on itunes for free or listen to it here (scroll all the way down to the bottom for the first one).
  • Each podcast is 20-30 minutes long.
  • New ones are posted on the 1st and 15th of the month.
  • The broadcaster’s name is Cecil.
  • It’s weird. Get used to that.
  • Yes, the weather section is just music. But it’s awesome music.
  • No, Cecil having a third eye, tentacles, moving tattoos, etc. are not canon. These are all fanon interpretations of him. There’s no canon description other than that he has a face with a nose and eyes and mouth, and he’s neither tall nor short, thin nor fat.
  • Carlos is perfect.
  • Desert Bluffs is a rival town. They suck.
  • Sit up when you’re listening to it. Cecil’s voice is smooth and sonorous, and it can put you to sleep.

Why listen to it?

  • There’s queer representation in the form of our host, Cecil.
  • Cecil’s love interest is a POC. And perfect.
  • Cultural appropriation is fucking slammed.
  • The fandom is amazing and produces beautiful art and graphics.
  • It’s funny.
  • It’s unlike anything you’ve ever heard before.
  • There’s a floating cat.

brad-pitt:

My dear and trusted colleagues…
I miss you deeply as I write from the confines of my regrettable and preposterous incarceration. Until I walk amongst you again as a free man, the Grand Budapest remains in your hands, as does its impeccable reputation. Keep it spotless, and glorify it. Take extra-special care of every little bitty bit of it as if I were watching over you like a hawk with a horse-whip in its talons, because I am. Should I discover a lapse of any variety during my absence, I promise swift and merciless justice will descend upon you. A great and noble house has been placed under your protection. Tell Zero if you see any funny business.
Your devoted Monsieur Gustave