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welcome to the thing that is my blog. yes thing

there are things concerning unicorns and dragons, but other times there are things like

Supernatural, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Merlin, Harry Potter, Dexter, Torchwood, Disney, beautiful people, Tolkien, Les Mis, super heroes, Star Trek, Hannibal, Firefly, Welcome to Night Vale

(and many other things)

please enjoy your stay chez hôtel thing

porpentine:

i’m into really low commitment hangouts like lying on the floor near each other or falling asleep together or falling into an endless void together


jesuschristvevo:

if i lay here, if i just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget all of the homework thats due tomorrow

(Source: theres-the-door-squidgy)


princessoffloral:

collectiveassbutts:

earthswinds:

I need feminism; because the bra straps of a twelve year old shouldn’t make a 40 year old married principal with two daughters “uncomfortable”

So am I allowed to walk around adult women who are mothers and grandmothers at work with my cock out or what

in what world is someone’s dick equivalent to a fucking bra strap

(Source: needingiceland)

mizulily:

Hi guys, I felt like I should really share this experience with you. Recently I decided to conduct something of a…social experiment.

The first photo is of me in casual wear. It’s pretty mismatched. I was wearing my pajama top over my tee and had black pants on. My hairs messed up and everything. I look unprofessional, and it’s intended.

I took a walk through an inner city neighbourhood of Brisbane. I asked the police for directions to the library. I bought a krispy kreme doughnut from the 7 11. I went inside the mall and was asked to try free samples several times. I bought the first volume from SnK from Angus and Robert’s. I wasn’t treated any differently, the reactions were warm and friendly. My outfit didn’t effect anything at all.

The second image is me in a salwaar. The hair took effort to get into curls. (Sorry, the mirror was foggy) I had a bit of make up on. I looked good. The outfit was ironed and it looked much better than the previous one. I went to the same shops an hour later. Asked the same guard where the library was. Bought another krispy kreme.

The reactions were totally different. There were no thank you’s. No one asked me to try a sample. The guard was annoyed. When I went into the bookstore the lady at the register followed me around the whole time. When I bought a copy of ‘The storyteller’ by Jodi Picoult, she asked me if I had enough money with me before she scanned it.

I am a fourteen year old girl who has lived overseas for three years. Never have I faced such blatant discrimination.

What is this supposed to mean? You’re good to go as long as you don’t embrace your traditional values? Is this why south Asian girls are embarrassed to wear their saris and salwaars in the open? Is this why we refuse to wear our bindi and play the harmonium? Is this why we think it’s better to be well spoken in English that Bangla, Urdu, or Hindi.

When white people embrace my traditional values, they’re open minded. When I do it, I’m suddenly a nuisance. I’m automatically expected to not be well spoken. I’m automatically a suspect for shop lifting.

Think about that.


delladilly:

i don’t want to be a boy or a girl i want to be a small cluster of stars

They’re always brave.

(Source: nowrunalong)

foreheadxkisses:

Body comparisons. 

tonystarksanxieties:

kripke-is-my-king:

thevulcantimelord:

uuuhshiny:

doctorwhedonverse:

This was porn to me. 

this is porn

and then this happened

is that John Barrowman and James Marsters making out

… that is John Barrowman and James Marsers making out

(via pipdreams)

(Source: torchwoodgifs)


euo:

yall mocking amanda bynes for her public struggle with mental illnesses while being all tagging trigger warning n shit becuase you “care about other peoples illnesses and safety” i see you and i can smell your fake ass miles away and i dont appreciate this stinky concept 

(Source: thecloneclub)

(Source: itberice)

cloneclubsandwich:

Rachel Duncan = cutest/most dangerous olive eater in the history of people who have ever eaten an olive 

cloneclubsandwich:

Rachel Duncan = cutest/most dangerous olive eater in the history of people who have ever eaten an olive 

(Source: bethchldsx)

I’m the geek monkey.

(Source: spookygeekmonkey)