wild-hearts-run:

First off your leading lady is all curvy and snarky.

Second your villain is sarcastic and pissed off all the time.

Then you literally have a chorus of these sassy bitches. Calling Meg out on her shit, “like nah uh girl, we know you’re lying! You got it bad for that boy.”

Then you got the super sassy god of sass, Hermes.

In conclusion, Hercules is one of my favorite and most watched Disney movies.

claramontes:

I’m still into you

addiomiamore:

castielofasgard:

Holy shit I am laughing so hard

mishawinsexster:

A Dean Winchester Timeline

[Sam]

SO BEUTIFUL

ADAM

GERARD

YES

everythingelsegoesherethen:

nerdfighter13812:

itsxandy:

disneymoviesandfacts:

According to the animators for Flynn, he’s meant to be 26 years old, thus making him 8 years older than Rapunzel, who is 18 in the film - the largest age gap between any other Disney couple.

Kida’s 8,800-ish with Milo’s 32, that’s… an 8,768 year age gap?

Can we just appreciate that Milo’s reaction is basically how tumblr girls feel about the men they stalk?

I CAN’T EVEN DENY IT OH MY GOD

craplos:

ladies. be careful when u wear spaghetti straps. it might distract the boys. they’ll start thinking of spaghetti. they will get hungry. they will stop at nothing to get their spaghetti.

hatboy:

Primeape #057

Part of The Tim Burton x PKMN Project By Vaughn Pinpin

diaryofamadblackwoman:

If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand
Hope you find out what you are; already know what I am
And if it makes you less sad, we’ll start talking again
You can tell me how vile I already know that I am
I’ll grow old, start acting my age
It’ll be a brand new day in a life that you hate
A crown of gold, a heart that’s harder than stone
And it hurts to hold on, but it’s missed when it’s gone

Call me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not
I’m glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget

If it makes you less sad, I’ll move out of this state
You can keep to yourself, I’ll keep out of your way
And if it makes you less sad, I’ll take your pictures all down
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out
It’s cold as a tomb, and it’s dark in your room
When I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds
So call it quits, or get a grip
You say you wanted a solution; you just wanted to be missed

Call me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not
I’m glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget
So you can forget, you can forget

You are calm and reposed
Let your beauty unfold
Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones
Spring keeps you ever close
You are second-hand smoke
You are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins
Holding on to yourself the best you can
You are the smell before rain
You are the blood in my veins

Call me a safe bet, I’m betting I’m not
I’m glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget