singergurl91:

moonflowerlights:

If you’re having a bad day, just remember that the Raptor sounds from Jurassic Park were actually a recording of turtles having sex

Also, just remember that Tom Hiddleston can make that noise on command…

ladyknucklesinshape:

the-more-u-know:

16 Fun Food Facts

I know its not health related but… it’s my blog deal with it :P

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I enjoyed this post very much

minapeace:

teapots-and-traditions:

foreverwholocked:

thestrangesherlcokian:

What if Sherlock isn’t really there and it’s just John imagining it?

NOPE

How trippy would that be? Mary says “I do” and then the priest’s voice is sort of muffled, as it usually is on TV when someone’s disorientated, and John blinks and snaps back to reality to find the entire wedding service staring at him…except for Sherlock, who’s now gone.

Is it just me or are they wearing the same suits? I might just be giving us all false hope but a best man and a groom never wear the same right?

tigerwhiskers:

Harry Potter Treats

Yer a wizard Amanda. The four words that were never once said to me *sadness*. However, we can make up for that! Imagine my immense joy at having found recipes straight from Hogwarts, Hogsmeade and Honeydukes. I might have squealed a bit. From Acid Pops to Chocolate Frogs to Licorice Wands to Cockroach Clusters to Butterbeer and BUTTERBEER CUPCAKES. Wut. And as an added bonus some Caldron Cakes if you ever feel like taking a Potions class. It’s okay to cry; I know how you feel. I’m dying to make these too. You can thank me later.

Recipe for sweets here. And for Butterbeer, Butterbeer Cupcakes, and Cauldron Cakes.

It’s called love.

rosalie124:

payto:

lyndsimac:

pierceduh-veil:

samfuckingb3ttl3y:

Tumblr was on the news this morning. They said that Tumblr is a bad place because it ‘promotes self harm’ they said because of the whole thigh gap thing going on. They said that Tumblr only has skinny, almost anorexic girls. Please, we’re all obsessed with bands, food, porn, and gay fictional couples.

everyone fucking reblog this

forever reblog

Clearly they don’t have a tumblr.

Hahahaha

sasstiel-sassbutt:

arasellle:

justheroverthere:

I’m the person who knows their Hogwarts house but not their blood type

I know mine. it’s

pureblood

this post just got 209348451 times better okay

sexwithjaredpadalecki:

worldoffantasy-life:

a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

cloudwatchingangels:

fionapondwilliams:

prends-la-vie-comme-elle-vient:

Asylum Waiting Room of the Big Three.

it’s funny because it looks like the sherlock fandom are sane here

Sherlock bustled about the kitchen, throwing a cupboard door open and pushing aside a box of nicotine patches to retrieve two mismatched mugs. A kettle whistled plaintively in the background, like it had been trying to draw attention to itself for a while now. Setting the mugs aside, Sherlock absently pulled the kettle off the stove, poured tea into the two mugs, and carried them into the living room.

Doctor Who was sprawled over the same chair it had collapsed into last night, when it had appeared at the door muttering inanely about lost regenerations and knackered navigations systems. It made a whining noise as Sherlock tucked the shock blanket it had thrown off in the night back around its shoulders.

Supernatural was in similar straits, curled up on the floor with a throw pillow and a tattered trench coat around its shoulders and alternating between sobbing and muttering about domesticity potential.

A thudding on the stairs indicated the ruckus had finally awoke Merlin, who poked its head into the room, hair sticking up at all angels as it tied its scarf around its neck. Blinking blearily at the mess, it seemed to realize what had occurred when it picked up a discarded bow-tie from the floor, holding it between forefinger and thumb, “Is it that time already?”

“It was bad this year,” Sherlock whispered, trying not to exacerbate the already fragile fandoms under its care.

“I remember what that was like,” Merlin muttered, running a hand through its hair and pulling a cape off the nearby coat rack, “I’ll go to the store. We’re out of milk again. May as well pick up some fish fingers, custard, and salt.”

Supernatural gurgled something quietly.

“No, I won’t forget the pie.”

I SWEAR TO GOD TUMBLR NEVER FUCKING CHANGE

That story brought tears to my eyes and I don’t know why! :’(

this is so beautiful

jaclcfrost:

avatargrimes:

jaclcfrost:

chiptunehero:

jaclcfrost:

no one ever talks about peter pan’s brother

peter pot

peter pot
the only boy who was higher than peter pan

and this is probably why no one talks about him

peter pot is so high, he neverlands.

and it’s definitely not because of any faith or trust or pixie dust

thewalkingassbutt:

winchesterandwinchester:

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oh god. I don’t think I ever saw the extent of what they did to him when I saw the episode. I mean, I know it was horrible from the things he confessed but the way it was shot (being very dark) I couldn’t see WHAT they actually did to his body. Now I feel a million times worse seeing it and knowing the pain 

notthehurricanedrunk:

asgardianshakespeare:

cyntheticlifeform:

deanwinchesterwantsthecass:

all the fandoms

all of them should reblog this

if you are a fandom blog and you dont reblog this i am judging you so hard

Yes but have you cried over an OC or someone else’s OC? HMM?

YES. I HAVE LEGITIMATELY CRIED OVER VIOLA AAKSTER. DON’T JUDGE ME.

Never getting over Cordelia Chase or Severus Snape dying, honestly.

ceilililili:

erisediel:

There’s a Doctor Who star

and a Supernatural star

Sherlock fandom, we’re waiting…

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