Why isn't anyone ever just whelmed?

Well hey there sugarcube. (*°∀°)=3
My name is Kiersten, feel free to call me Kieru or Pharaoh.
self-proclaimed pharaoh of egypt, queen of fullmetal alchemist, yugioh enthusiast and pokemon master.
Stay precious, honeybun. uvu
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It’s me, it’s me! 'Course it is.

(Source: reyesjaime)

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doodlecri:

I’m prouder of this than I should be

doodlecri:

I’m prouder of this than I should be

posted on 8/18/2014, with 34,563 notes (source: doodlecri) — reblog

notsoswimmingly:

text posts - Teen Titans Year One edition

posted on 8/18/2014, with 271 notes (source: notsoswimmingly) — reblog

batwedgies:

i tried 

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avicennas:

30 Days of DC - Favorite Batfamily member

→ Damian Wayne
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30 Days of Batman day six
→ favorite character: Dick Grayson 

(Source: zitkaa)

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detective-comics:

Robin - Damian Wayne | MayhWolf
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detective-comics:

Robin - Damian Wayne | MayhWolf
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ask-ottomans:

actual 5 yo turkey

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queerpotters:

does anyone else feel like they just lost their favourite uncle

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O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:

But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

Here captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;

Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

Walt Whitman, “O captain! My captain!” (via clothobuerocracy)

rest in peace, robin…

posted on 8/11/2014, with 10,609 notes (source: clothobuerocracy) — reblog

just saying that people are allowed to be sad. i know robin would probably want us all to keep smiling, but when someone touches so many people, everyone is allowed to mourn for a little. it’s sad. death is sad. sadness is not something you can really control. so let everyone be sad for a little while. we’ll watch his movies eventually and be happy again. but for now, just let people cry.

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