1000drawings:

Ruby Taylor

1000drawings:

Ruby Taylor

(via perfectly-imperfect-carlos)

carryonlordof221b:

This is exactly what snapchat was created for

(Source: neilnevins, via hollypopp)

meowstiic:

not what i came here for but im not about to leave

meowstiic:

not what i came here for but im not about to leave

(Source: myloish, via arachnescurse)

cumberbatchaddictsanonymous:

camisadist:

LISTEN UP!
I rarely ever do posts like this, but I feel like this will really matter to some people.
AO3 is asking for some money, to keep the organization going. I don’t know about you, but I LOVE ao3. There probably hasn’t been a day I haven’t been on it in the last two years, I and seriously doubt there is anyone who reads fanfiction and doesn’t know of this wonderful site. 
Now clearly, one could say there are better causes to put your money to, especially on a site like tumblr. But for some people, fanfiction and fanart is their escape, I’ve read lots of stories about people being depressed and then finding out about certain ships and then becoming much happier people, and personally, fanfiction is the reason I started making friends through the internet and connecting with people because of what I love.
So all I’m asking is, that if you’ve ever seen a fanwork on ao3, smiled at fluff, or ogled at a particularly smutty fan art, try to give just a little bit of money to this site. And if not, try to spread the word like I am! I’m not a staff member or anything, I just am a fan that really wants to let this site know how much we as fandoms love and appreciate what they are doing. So please, please, please, reblog this, or click one of the links below to help out!
Informational Post
Donate HERE!
Thanks so much!

SIGNAL BOOST! This site, unlike others I shall not name, does NOT limit what you can write, if you can imagine it, they allow it!

cumberbatchaddictsanonymous:

camisadist:

LISTEN UP!

I rarely ever do posts like this, but I feel like this will really matter to some people.

AO3 is asking for some money, to keep the organization going. I don’t know about you, but I LOVE ao3. There probably hasn’t been a day I haven’t been on it in the last two years, I and seriously doubt there is anyone who reads fanfiction and doesn’t know of this wonderful site. 

Now clearly, one could say there are better causes to put your money to, especially on a site like tumblr. But for some people, fanfiction and fanart is their escape, I’ve read lots of stories about people being depressed and then finding out about certain ships and then becoming much happier people, and personally, fanfiction is the reason I started making friends through the internet and connecting with people because of what I love.

So all I’m asking is, that if you’ve ever seen a fanwork on ao3, smiled at fluff, or ogled at a particularly smutty fan art, try to give just a little bit of money to this site. And if not, try to spread the word like I am! I’m not a staff member or anything, I just am a fan that really wants to let this site know how much we as fandoms love and appreciate what they are doing. So please, please, please, reblog this, or click one of the links below to help out!

Informational Post

Donate HERE!

Thanks so much!

SIGNAL BOOST! This site, unlike others I shall not name, does NOT limit what you can write, if you can imagine it, they allow it!

(via floating-cats)

gallifreyburning:

When someone reblogs an ancient post from your blog, one that wasn’t even tagged  

image

(via birdlovesafish)

gottachasepigeons:

I agree, anon

(via princettepumpkin)

headcanonish:

thepatientwhovian:

sarena-babaroga:

Story of a dress - Lyrota - Persephone Dress

10/10 would wear as queen of elves

Another fine example of the ongoing collaboration between Twilfitt and Tattings and the Beery Greenhouses. This gown is more adventurous than previous works; instead of simply incorporating the flowers and petals, actual branches have been included.

The purchase contract for this dress involves ongoing expenses for maintenance of the charms that keep the branches alive and well.

(via femmert15)

whimsicalcircles:

This is so sweet you guys what the heck how can one person be this lovely I thought it was impossible but nope I’m wrong and I can’t stop smiling about it. <3

(via nvcrinternerin)

myminiaturedisasters:

Welcome to Night Vale

(via queerwalker)

If you don’t get the reference, I’ll cry. 

(Source: jinxinator, via majorabbey)

littleulvar:

good morning night vale

littleulvar:

good morning night vale

(via stelladora)

dinojay:

Thank you all so much for your love for Bloodstone Academy (my Night Vale / Hogwarts AU!) A lot of you have asked for more details, so I made a quick primer! 

Carlos is a visiting professor from Hogwarts who graduated in 2003. He is the first from Hogwarts to teach at Bloodstone, though Luna visited first. Cecil is the incantations prof, runs the school radio, and has a huge crush on the new guy. 

If anyone is interested in making fic or art or WHATEVER for this au, I’m going to be tagging everything as "bloodstone academy" from now on, and you should too! I’m not planning on writing any fic for this verse, so if you have any ideas, GO FOR IT!! and ENJOY!!!!!

Me right now:

Anonymous asked: It wasn't so post to be rude you disgusting troll. Hop off your high horse and get fucked. That way you won't be so stuck up.

Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me.

1.) I’m the troll, when you’re the one trolling around my blog shitting on my sexuality on anon? Yeah. I’m totally the troll. Absolutely. We’ll run with that. 

2.) I don’t have time for your bullshit. So fuck off. 

3.) I am NOT stuck up for standing up for myself, and my sexuality. When you come onto my blog and ask a question, I’ll answer it. But if it’s worded rudely, like asking “how does your bf feel about you being asexual,” I’m going to respond accordingly. Because, again, none of your business. How is my telling you so being stuck up?

4.) Pray tell, how am I stuck up? How is standing up for myself being stuck up? I’m sorry, but I’d call that being a normal human being. If I feel I’m being attacked, I will defend myself. I am not going to sit here and let you, an asshole, ruin my day, nor will I allow you, a shithead, to shit on who I am and tell me to “get fucked.” 

5.) By telling me to “get fucked,” that’s being pretty rude. So you’re sitting here writing a paradoxical argument. You’re telling me off for being rude about what was perceived as a rude question by being rude. Yeah. That works. 

Kindly leave. I don’t have time for your shit. 

Peace. 

"One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parents names. He’ll know how old you were when you learnt to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines and your birth marks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you’re awake at 5am most nights, where you were when you realised you’d lost a good friend, why you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems with your parents. He’ll know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your need to quote any film you know all the way through, and your fear of growing older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically, and check your horoscope… just incase. He’ll know your McDonald’s order, how many sugars to put in your tea, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and that you need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He’s going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you."

- Unknown (via zubat)

(Source: the-taintedtruth, via theladyfiend)