invisiblelad:

perpetual reblogging

scoreadirecthit:

tatianatouch:

ijustwanttohugtomhiddleston:

intriguesme:

xdirkcalloway:

ijustwanttohugtomhiddleston:

ijustwanttohugtomhiddleston:

ijustwanttohugtomhiddleston:

so this just happened at my local university today. I bought the second bag to try to knock down the first…and they’re just both kinda…there…

I REALLY WANTED THOSE SUNCHIPS OK DONT LOOK AT ME

UPDATE: OH MY GOD THIS GROUP OF GUYS WALKED OUT OF CLASS AND STARTED FREAKING OUT OVER THE FACT THAT THERE WERE CHIPS THERE…SO ONE OF THEM STARTED HITTING THE MACHINE TO GET THEM AND THE SECRETARY WHO TRIED TO HELP ME GET MY CHIPS WALKED OVER AND THE GUY ASKED HER WHO BOUGHT THEM AND SHE SAID ‘THAT GIRL’. so he looked over, pointed at me, and yelled, across the whole lobby (which is huge btw) “I GOTCHYU GURL”

UPDATE: ALL HIS FRIENDS WENT OUT TO THE CAR AND HAVE COME BACK IN MULTIPLE TIMES TELLING HIM OT HURRY UP AND HE’S ALL LIKE ‘GUYS DON’T WORRY I ALMOST GOT IT’ AND FIVE MINUTES LATER GUESS WHO HAS A BAG OF SUNCHIPS

HE WALKED OUT AND YELLED TO HIS FRIENDS “I DID ITTTTT”

marry him

Definitely marry him guryl he gotchu

I SHOULD OH GOD

you have to marry him this is more romantic than the notebook omfg

Nicholas Sparks next book called “I gotchu Gurl”

gamsee:

forevertheuke:

ipissedinyourmountaindew:

Real satellite imagery from NASA

We are killing out planet.

No
That’s just the united stated photoshopped on the moon.

no thats our dying planet have some respect

shofieffxiv:

mirahxox:

chocolateist:

yougurtandchocolate:

john-eggmcmuffin:

dancinghomestuckforever:

godtechturninheads:

i tried to take a picture damnit

annnnnd you are fucking adorable

AWE THAT WAS ONE OF THE CUTEST THINGS IVE EVER SEEN YOURE A BAB Y

It’s like a fawn getting disappointed then getting happy. TOO ADORABLE

Did Pixar make you? Oh my lord

is this tinkerbell?

I….I want to draw her

He had it coming, he had it coming, he only had himself to blame 

nico-diangelcakes:

nico-diangelcakes:

So i have this giant pencil right

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I think we all know where this is going.

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the amount of people saying that they were expecting me to shove it up my ass is alarming

waltdreamworks:

thegreatbigfour:

myfatebechanged:

fuckyouspock:

sashayed:

foo-of-the-forest:

“The character design of Flynn came from the process which was called the “hot man meeting” by Nathan Greno and Byron Howard, during which they set up a meeting with all of the female employees of the studio in one room and asked them for their opinions of what made a man good looking in order to create Flynn’s character design with features such as eye color, hair color and style and body type. Video footage showed concept art and photos of various male celebrities, including Johnny Depp, Hugh Jackman, Brad Pitt, David Beckham and Gene Kelly on the walls of the room. Director Byron Howard said they wanted to make Flynn “the most handsome, most attractive male lead Disney has ever had.”

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"The hot man meeting" is now my second favorite animation design story, after the one about how Pixar animators working on the Dug team for Up had “fat dog day” where they basically went to a shelter and were like “please bring out your fattest dogs,” and then they hung out with the fattest jolliest available dogs, all day. 

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man would i love to be a pixar animator

Don’t forget Brave’s Kilt Fridays where all the animators wore kilts to work every friday during production.

This is why I want to work for these fun guys

my dream job since i was 4

nefertsukia:

fuckyeahthehawkseye:

Astrid + Dragon racing

she looks like a cute kitty cat in the last one I can’t take it

fantasticallyficticious:

livesandliesofwizards:

At twilight on August the 25th 1999, one week before classes were to begin, Hermione Granger Apparated into Hogsmeade, a wand box clutched under her arm.

Headmistress McGonagall was waiting for her outside the Three Broomsticks. The two women greeted each other warmly, and then set off towards the castle. Or rather, towards the grounds outside the castle.

They chatted amiably as they strolled towards the groundskeeper’s hut.  Hagrid, sitting outside and darning a pair of enormous socks, looked up as they approached.

“Good evenin’ Headmistress, Hermione,” he said with some gruff surprise.

“Good evening, Hagrid,” replied McGonagall. “May we go inside?  I believe Hermione has a proposition to discuss with you.”

If you had stood outside the hut as the evening darkened and the stars rose into the sky, you’d have heard the rumblings of an argument coming from inside the hut. You’d have heard Hagrid’s gruff refusals, Hermione’s calm (and then not so calm) rebuttals, and the very occasional interjection of the Headmistress.

Hermione did not emerge until the moon had fully risen and darkness enveloped the grounds. But in the light of the nearly full moon, you could see a smile on her face.

~

The Shrieking Shack was no longer widely believed to be haunted, now that the story of Remus Lupin was fully known.  Still, the residents of Hogsmeade and Hogwarts avoided it out of a mixture of respect and residual fear.

This suited Hermione perfectly. The interior of the Shack was now stacked with books and bottles of potion ingredients. A cauldron sat in the corner, a telescope pointed out a cracked window, and cushions lined one wall. A table was covered in parchment, broken quills, ink pots and stains. Once a week, Hermione would apparate into the Shack and go over her notes from the previous session while she awaited her student’s arrival.

Sometimes he was late without explanation. Sometimes he would bring a wounded bowtruckle he wasn’t comfortable leaving on its own.  Sometimes Fang would follow him and sit in the corner whining while his master sweated and cursed over a cauldron. Hermione was calm but firm, making adjustments as needed and letting Hagrid’s frustrated words roll off her back like water droplets. 

The Hogsmeade residents may have turned a blind eye to the goings-on in the Shrieking Shack, but that didn’t mean they weren’t relieved as time went on and there were fewer and fewer roars of anger echoing through the village.

~

The OWL testers had been warned in advance that they would have an unusual student that year. That didn’t mean they weren’t taken aback when Rubeus Hagrid appeared on their testing scrolls. They all knew of him of course, knew the role he played in the Second War and of the false accusations leveled against him.

They were worried they would have to be kind.

They needn’t have. No one could have Hermione Granger teach them personally for a year and not improve in all aspects. His potions may not have been textbook perfection, he may not have fully transfigured his toad, but Hagrid had clearly worked hard to master his long dormant abilities.

Rubeus Hagrid may not have followed the traditional path to wisdom.  But he had a new wand, the (sometimes grudging) respect of his peers, classes to teach and 6 OWLs.

Including the highest score ever recorded on Care of Magical Creatures.

(written and submitted by ppyajunebug; please excuse me, because I have something in my eye. Oh yes, it is my joyful tears. ppyajunebug has a way of bringing those out of me, you see. Their submissions tackle some of the saddest moments in canon, turning them around and making something beautiful out of them.)

THIS WAS SO STINKIN CUTE EVERYONE STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND READ THIS

sweetdreamshillary:

rb-modblog:

tenfootpolesociety:

FACT: When an asexual and a pansexual touch each other, skin to skin, their bodies merge into an all-powerful immortal being and they become a new god.

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GUYS IT WORKED BUT NOW I HAVE NO THUMBS

this was a terrible idea we already regret what we have done

bevgodsgirls:

This is real.

elflizard:

Best $1.85 I have ever spent.