Tittycitysupreme - Poopie

Hi fnaf movie dump but it’s mostly bonnie and abby

ICE is detaining anyone who looks brown apparently. This is horrifying.

how to it feels to find fruit in the fridge thats gone bad you forgot to eat

Whoops, wrong parent.

He sure did

FULL SET!! 

do with them as you will (with credit ofc)

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts

VOLUME WARNING

I just want to reiterate and stress just how exactly good of a pilot The Umbrella Academy had, from beginning to end, most notably, within the episode's first ten minutes.

The horrifying, body horror-esque beginning of a girl who wasn't pregnant before she jumped into the pool emerging not only pregnant but also now, suddenly, abruptly, going into active labour, punctuated by the sounds of stretching, tearing, ripping fabric.

The smooth introduction of the universe, the world, the situation, most notably, of Sir Reginald Hargreeves, as narrated by Pogo.

On the 12th hour of the first day of October 1989, 43 women around the world gave birth. This was unusual only in the fact that none of these women had been pregnant when the day first began. Sir Reginald Hargreeves, eccentric billionaire and adventurer, resolved to locate and adopt as many of the children as possible.

The abrupt juxtaposition of he got seven of them written stylized on the screen while "Picture Book" by The Kinks plays.

The "Phantom of The Opera" violin medley, Vanya playing to an audience of no one while on stage. Diego, vigilante justice and still in their childhood Umbrella Academy masks. Luther, alone on the moon. Allison on the red carpet. Klaus, fresh from rehab, another thirty day token.

The moment, when, each of them learned their father had died.

All of it—all of it—packed. It flowed. It rolled. And it didn't stop, until the end of the episode.

And contrast all of that, sharply, and directly, to what we got in season three.

YOU THINK I’M JOKING BUT I’M DEAD SERIOUS