18th April 2014

Photoset reblogged from Imagine Seven Impossible Things Before Breakfast with 11,860 notes

Medieval Land Fun-Time World - A Bad Lip Reading of Game of Thrones

Tagged: I ADORE THISHILARIOUSGoT

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18th April 2014

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anikakinka:

very important things ignored by many

Tagged: save for laterfontsdesign

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18th April 2014

Photoset reblogged from excuse me but can I be you for a while with 106,662 notes

Source (x)

Tagged: always reblogging cas's wingssupernaturalwingporn

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18th April 2014

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everkings:

I just choked on a tic tac

Tagged: hannibal

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18th April 2014

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tevlek:

katofthenoggin:

eve1978:

angelus80:

justonehiddles:

this video 

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this man 

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that voice 

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It took me have a dozen times pressing play to even make it through the video. And even then, I had to play it on mute because I just could not stand it all at once. 

Fucking hell.

Why did I press play?! I knew I wasn’t ready for that damned!

Somehow, this was exactly what I needed. I am smiling so hard right now it hurts. 

Well done, sir.

I didn’t think he would be such an amazing singer… and I adore that he sings THAT song, I mean, seriously.

Tagged: adorable celebritiesmusic

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18th April 2014

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I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did.
— (via hazelhirao)

Tagged: omg

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17th April 2014

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tyleroakley:

ihearttangled:

STOP EVERYTHING!!!!! SOMETHING THAT I WANT MUSIC VIDEO MADE BY WALT DISNEY ANIMATION STUDIOS INCLUES DANCING GLEN KEANE! 

WHY DID I CRY THIS WAS SO CUTE

Tagged: musictangledI CRIED TOO WHAT IS GOING ON

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17th April 2014

Photoset reblogged from Imagine Seven Impossible Things Before Breakfast with 167,672 notes

bonesmakenoise:

theweepingtimelord:

Lembas Bread (Lord of the Rings “authentic” Elvish bread)

Ingredients: 

 2 ½ cups of flour
1 tablespoon of baking powder
¼ teaspoon of salt
½ cup of butter
1/3 cup of brown sugar
1 teaspoon of cinnamon
½ teaspoon honey
2/3 cup of heavy whipping cream
½ teaspoon of vanilla

Directions:

Preheat oven to 425F. Mix the flour, baking powder and salt into a large bowl. Add the butter and mix with a well till fine granules (easiest way is with an electric mixer). Then add the sugar and cinnamon, and mix them thoroughly.

Finally add the cream, honey, and vanilla and stir them in with a fork until a nice, thick dough forms.

Roll the dough out about 1/2 in thickness. Cut out 3-inch squares and transfer the dough to a cookie sheet.Criss-cross each square from corner-to-corner with a knife, lightly (not cutting through the dough).

Bake for about 12 minutes or more (depending on the thickness of the bread) until it is set and lightly golden.

***Let cool completely before eating, this bread tastes better room temperature and dry. Also for more flavor you can add more cinnamon or other spices***

as someone who has baked these A LOT

They are REALLY GOOD

and I am reblogging this because I KEEP LOSING MY RECIPE 

Tagged: foodAWESOMElotr

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17th April 2014

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theeleventhsherlock:

Coulson, looking flustered by Steve’s patriotic bottom

SOURCE PEOPLE

Tagged: marvelawesome artreblogging to add source

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17th April 2014

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meechwoods:

THAT SECOND GIF.
CAN WE JUST SAY THAT STILES’ UNNECESSARY VIOLENCE BONERS ARE REAL AND BE DONE WITH IT BECAUSE THAT IS A “YOU JUST MADE IT INTO THE SPANK BANK AND I AM GONNA MAKE A HELLUVA DEPOSIT” LOOK. 

i don’t even ship this like at all but that is a thing that happened

15th April 2014

Post reblogged from Don't. No, seriously, don't. with 291,336 notes

fakedick:

lesquatrescavaliers:

catslock:

foreverandadalek:

teamfreekickass:

timelordparadise:

hawkstars:

avocadokitten:

women are better than men = misandry

men are better than women = misogyny 

men and women are equal = feminism

everyone is equal but also shit = misanthropy,

everyone’s equal when they’re dead = lesmiserables

everyone’s dead = supernatural 

everyone’s important = doctor who

everyone’s an idiot = sherlock

everyone’s food = hannibal

I hate this website.

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15th April 2014

Photoset reblogged from Getting Chocolate Milk: Back in 5 with 31,019 notes

note-a-bear:

all-aboard-the-childish-tycoon:

Summer Glau rehearsing for Serenity

I really love that she fights like a dancer.

Tagged: i need to watch it

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15th April 2014

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wasbella102:

Architectural Renderings of Life Drawn with Pencil and Pen by Rafael Araujo.

from89

+Fantastic!

Tagged: awesome artI haven't drawn architectural stuff in... half a year?shit.

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14th April 2014

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I don’t know if any of you realise how groundbreaking this is — the monarch is NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THIS. They are supposed to be impartial and not publicly speak out about their personal political views, although this rule has been broken and bent in the past. But this is a REALLY HUGE DEAL.

It is news like this that make me wish we also had Monarchy.

I don’t know if any of you realise how groundbreaking this is — the monarch is NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THIS. They are supposed to be impartial and not publicly speak out about their personal political views, although this rule has been broken and bent in the past. But this is a REALLY HUGE DEAL.

It is news like this that make me wish we also had Monarchy.

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14th April 2014

Quote reblogged from Imagine Seven Impossible Things Before Breakfast with 199,627 notes

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is eight years old, she’s got pink cheeks that her grandmother calls chubby. She wants a second cookie but her aunt says “you’ll get huge if you keep eating.” She wants a dress and the woman in the changing room says “she’ll probably need a large in that.” She wants to have dessert and her waiter says “After all that dinner you just had? You must be really hungry!” and her parents laugh.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is eleven and she is picked second-to-last in gym class. She watches a cartoon and sees that everyone who is annoying is drawn with a big wide body, all sweaty and panting. At night she dreams she is swelling like the ocean over seabeds. When she wakes up, she skips school.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is thirteen and her friends are stick-thin ballerinas with valleys between their hipbones. She is instead developing the wide curves of her mother. She says she is thick but her friends argue that she’s “muscular” and for some reason this hurts worse than just admitting that she jiggles when she walks and she’ll never be a dancer. Eating seconds of anything feels like she’s breaking some unspoken rule. The word “indulgent” starts to go along with “food.”

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is fourteen and she has stopped drinking soda and juice because they bloat you. She always takes the stairs. She fidgets when she has to sit still. Whenever she goes out for ice cream, she leaves half at the bottom - but someone else always leaves more and she feels like she’s falling. She pretends to like salad more than she does. She feels eyes burrowing through her body while she eats lunch. Kate Moss tells her nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, but she just feels like she is wilting.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is fifteen the first time her father says “you’re getting gaunt.” She rolls her eyes. She eats one meal a day but thinks she stays the same size. Every time she picks up a brownie she thinks of the people she sees on t.v. and every time she has cake, she thinks of the one million magazine articles on restricting calories. She used to have no idea a flat stomach was supposed to be beautiful until she saw advice on how to achieve it. She cuts back on everything. She controls. They tell her she’s getting too thin but she doesn’t believe it.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is sixteen and tearing herself into shreds in order for a thigh gap big enough to hush the screams in her head. She doesn’t “indulge,” ever. She can’t go out with friends, they expect her to eat. She damns her sweet tooth directly to hell. It’s coffee for breakfast and tea for lunch and if there’s dance that evening, two cups of water and then maybe an apple. She lies all the time until she thinks the words will rot her teeth. She dreams about food when she sleeps. Her aunt begs her to eat anything, even just a small cookie. They say, “One bite won’t make you fat, will it, darling?”

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is seventeen and too sick to go to prom because she can’t stand up for very long. She thinks she wouldn’t look good in a dress anyway. Her nails are blue and not because they are painted. Her hair is too thin to do anything with. She’s tired all the time and always distracted. She once absently mentions the caloric value of grapes to the boy she is with and he looks at her like she’s gone insane and in that moment she realizes most people don’t have numbers constantly scrolling in their heads. She swallows hard and tries to figure out where it all went wrong, why more than a granola bar for a meal makes her feel sick, why she tastes disease and courts with death. She misses sleep. She misses being able to dream. She misses being herself instead of just being empty.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is twenty and writes poetry and is a healthy weight and still fights down the voices every single day. She puts food in her mouth and sometimes cries about it but more and more often feels good, feels balanced. Her cheeks are pink and they are chubby and soft and no longer growing slight fur. Her hair is long and it is beautiful. She still picks herself apart in the mirror, but she’s starting to get better about it. She wears the dress she likes even if it only fits her in a large and she doesn’t feel like a failure for it. She is falling in love with the fat on her hips.

She is eating out with friends and not worrying about finding the lowest calorie item on the menu when she hears a mother tell her four year old daughter “You can’t have ice cream, we just had dinner.
You don’t want to end up as a fat little girl.”

Why do we constantly do this to our children? /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

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