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skijumpsallygotthehiddles:

So here we are, Tom Hiddleston and me, in a boat in the middle of the Serpentine as the sun sets on a lovely autumn evening. He is doing the rowing. ‘Shall we turn the boat around?’ the star of Thor and War Horse says as we reach the bridge. ‘I want to go downstream, show you how fast I can really go!’ It’s almost embarrassingly romantic. If this were a date, I’d probably make my move right about… now. x x

Every fangirls dream.

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chocolatequeennk:

haliasjane:

inbetweenfictionandreality:

"I waited too long to read the sequel, and now I can’t even remember the characters."

                                                                                 A novel by me

"I read the whole series in less than two days, and now can’t separate the events of individual books" the thrilling sequel

"I’ve read so much fanfic for this series, I can’t remember what really happened in the books" the stunning conclusion

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  • homosexual:

    sexually attracted to homer simpson

  • pansexual:

    gets off to various kitchen utensils

  • asexual:

    gets turned on by the first letter of the latin alphabet

  • demisexual:

    sexually attracted to you if and only if your blood is half divine

  • bisexual:

    can only have sex with two people ever. choose wisely

  • heterosexual:

    can only be satisfied by macklemore

aaajmachine:

peppapigvevo:

coconuttygrey:

literaryreference:

equivocationandredherring:

His and Her Royal Highness

Is this real?  

No, it’s a mass hallucination on the part of American children of the ’90s.

(Or a 1995 made-for-TV version of Rogers & Hammerstein’s Cinderella, if you prefer.)

This was the best.

this is the only version of cinderella that matters

Interracial parents and Filipino son. Never ever did I question whether or not they were a family.

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claraseleven:

11thdoctr:

but if eleven hadnt regenerated imagine if he had meet adrian/bow tie guy

"CLARA LOOK ANOTHER GUY WHO WEARS BOWTIES"

"they still arent cool, doctor"

IMAGINE

clara walks into the tardis the next day and finds the doctor and a wide-eyed adrian by the console

"doctor-"

"I’m keeping him."

fucknofetishization:

khaleesikun:

i literally hate when people always try to dismiss race and act like it “isn’t a problem anymore”

i’m mixed. my dad is a 6’3 black male, my mom is white w/ blonde hair and blue eyes.

you and your family have never been randomly pulled over by cops on several occasions just so they could ask your mom if she’s “okay” 

there’s still a fucking problem

interracial relationships dont end racism, point blank.

drakkhammerwrites:

ceallaig1:

reikaoki:

imthezombiequeen:

alishalovescats1701:

crimsonclad:

five-boys-with-accents:

Eeyore is just one of those characters that you wanna scoop up and hug forever.

One awesome thing about Eeyore is that even though he is basically clinically depressed, he still gets invited to participate in adventures and shenanigans with all of his friends. And they never expect him to pretend to feel happy, they just love him anyway, and they never leave him behind or ask him to change.

Oh

oh

And he does feel happy, though. He can be happy. He just doesn’t show it as much as the others do.
There was a whole episode about that - Piglet sees him sitting on a hilltop and thinks he’s sadder than usual, and does all he can to cheer him up. Nothing works and the next day he’s back on the hill, and Piglet apologizes because he thinks in trying to help, he just made him sad again and ”I don’t come here when I’m sad. I come up here because I’m happy.”

There’s just something about that…

And there was the whole thing with the Pooh sticks game, which I’ll never forget — if memory serves, he invented it, and they all had fun doing it together.

He is not alone. He is never alone, even when he thinks he is. That’s how you be a friend to someone with depression. You just be there. :)