bwoyler:

shekillswithkissesxo:

I text back embarrassingly fast

or three hours later

there is no in between 

tomsdarling:

d-nova:

Happy Birthday to Tom Hiddleston #happybirthdayhiddles Tralalala~

AHAHAHAHA that gif. omg.

castiel-counts-deans-freckles:

rings-and-xylophones:

mywrittenlovenotes:

my-sexytardis:

peacepoetrypotter:

onedirectionbeliever:

i have chills all over my body

I am not crying, my eyes are sweating

It’s just you know -sniff- flu….

ALRIGHT.

I love that all the actors used words that there character would have. i mean I can just see Luna saying her experiences were sublime and the twins saying legendary. 

idrownideas:

Combined two pictures I took. yes?

japanlove:

Kishiwada-jo: Yagura & Sakura by jpellgen on Flickr.

the-last-keyblade-weilder:

equiusinamaidoutfit:

i dont want to see any doctor who comments on this

you know why?

because this statue is beautiful. its supposed to symbolize that the angel didnt want them to die. that it wasnt their time to pass on. i went to a local sculptor around my town and asked why most angels are depicted mouring over graves

he said it was because the person committed suicide and the angel said it wasnt their time yet, so they mourned.

and the amazing work on this… the hair.. wings.. arms.

its all amazing handiwork

and really whenever i see a statue of a nice beautiful angel on tumblr a bunch of doctor who’s go and spam it with gifs saying to stay away

i would like to touch one of these sort of statues

they look beautiful

OH MY GOD ITS LIKE CASTIEL CRYING OVER DEAN

myunderstandingsofmiceandmen:

OMG I AM SCREAMING

siterlas:

“This is all your fault, Prongs.”

THE MAGIC BEGINS [20] Favourite Professor
“The door swung open at once. A tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. She had a very stern face and Harry’s first thought was that she was not someone to cross.”

arisonas:

ugh. where’s all the GOOD music these days. it’s all just rapping and beibers and directions. i miss the days where i could go into the local tavern and hoist a mighty flagon of mead to a jaunty tune on the lute of a young bard