but the real question is has nemo found himself
Hello, friend, I'm Sonny! I am the Dragon King and the Prince of Dentists. My gender is shut up and my sexuality is disgruntled kitten noises. I have two awesome babefreinds, Mira and Jon, my favourite colour is blue, and my birthday is 16, August. I do not actually have a pronoun preference. If you want me to see something, please tag it as #faultygenetics or #sonnylook. I am currently tagging #kelpto, This blog is NSFW.
It is one of my favorite historical facts (shortly after the fact that Oscar Wilde and Walt Whitman totally got in on at least once), that the fabulous Eleanor Roosevelt (who was bisexual, btw. Happy Bisexual visibility day!) was great friends with Amelia Earhart.
Earhart once actually broke up a fancy White House dinner party that Eleanor was hosting just to take Eleanor on a plane ride around the Baltimore skyline in 1933.
I did a study of this gorgeous individual! As soon as I saw those photos, I knew I wanted to draw her.
No lie, those curls were daunting. But it got to be a lot of fun once I pushed past the intimidation!! I had a blast with this painting. Thanks for the great ref, indikos. (:
(Full view if possible, please! Looks a lot better.)
The hair is on point!
throws paper airplanes made from x files at scully
(i dont usually do requests but this was too good to pass up)
one hopes that no more of Lord Voldemort's old school-things should find their way into innocent hands
Happy Bisexual Awareness Day! I know for sure I’ve got some bisexual followers and at least one mutual so happy day for you!
Rosario Dawson smoking in a schoolgirl outfit. From the film 25th hour.
After seeing a strange but convincing post on her dash, Sarah decides to test its theory. She begins holding her breath—an easy task for a first-chair clarinet—and carefully clicks “reblog”. The post becomes lighter as the loading icon appears, spinning in the center like the circle of life itself. Suddenly, her computer shuts down as it runs out of battery. The girl frantically begins searching for her laptop charger, still holding her breath with a determined will. She won’t lose this fight. As her computer begins to turn on, she pounds the wall beside her in frustration as she notices the Windows mandatory update screen—once a simple annoyance, it is now the key that seals her fate. “Come on, come on!” she whispers, afraid to use up too much of her precious air supply, now dwindling as the percentage slowly increases. 35%. Her lungs are on fire, but she cannot give up. 50%. Black spots begin to cloud her vision. 70%. Feeling faint, she leans back and tries to keep her racing mind focused on the task at hand. 85%. Mere seconds remain. 99%. … Just as it hits 100%, her screen comes to life, but the girl can’t take it anymore and promptly passes out, knocking over the poorly-placed lit candle on her dresser. It ignites the pile of school papers on the ground, and within minutes the whole house is ablaze. Fortunately, Sarah lives alone, and only one life is taken in the tragic accident. It’s a shame that she put so much trust in the internet with such a personal matter as kissing. Perhaps she should’ve just asked her girlfriend instead, thus saving all of this trouble.
reblog or sarah’s lips will haunt you and give you bad luck for eight years
welcome to night vale
People who say things like “if gays can marry with full equality, next you’ll be allowed to marry children and pets and pizza the same way!” just prove how much they consider marriage to be a declaration of ownership over someone rather than a partnership between equal participants.