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ishowerwithcats:

I ship zachary quinto with myself

ishowerwithcats:

I ship zachary quinto with myself

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emilianadarling:

liamdryden:

brasspistol:

kinghanalister:

(x)

oH MY GOD

heh

HOW DO YOU PHOTOSHOP

areyoutryingtodeduceme:

this will never not be hilarious to me

areyoutryingtodeduceme:

this will never not be hilarious to me

(Source: daddog, via thatzak)

cokekitty:

OpenDyslexic is a free-to-use font that is designed to help those with dyslexia read better. The text is weighted, having a heavier bottom, which is thought to increase readability for dyslexic people. You can download it for free here.
I don’t have dyslexia myself, but in the event any of my followers do, I thought I’d share. Maybe it will help people.

cokekitty:

OpenDyslexic is a free-to-use font that is designed to help those with dyslexia read better. The text is weighted, having a heavier bottom, which is thought to increase readability for dyslexic people. You can download it for free here.

I don’t have dyslexia myself, but in the event any of my followers do, I thought I’d share. Maybe it will help people.

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i-suckseed:

pettankoprincess:

ashleymater:

Tippi Benjamine Okanti Degré, daughter of French wildlife photographers Alain Degré and Sylvie Robert, was born in Namibia. During her childhood she befriended many wild animals, including a 28-year old elephant called Abu and a leopard nicknamed J&B. She was embraced by the Bushmen and the Himba tribespeople of the Kalahari, who taught her how to survive on roots and berries, as well as how to speak their language.

Learn more

Riding an ostrich like a fucking Chocobo.

Real life Cady Heron.

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bro-bots:

missmussett asked: Any doodle of Pavel Chekov in Anton Yelchin form :)

bro-bots:

missmussett asked: Any doodle of Pavel Chekov in Anton Yelchin form :)

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gingerhaze:

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silliiboo:

feministdisney:

xelamanrique:

look who’s finally joined!

look who got pushed to the side

That commentary/revelation literally felt like a punch in the gut. Seriously, look…

silliiboo:

Wow this is super disconcerting because I live in Maine and I fucking swear and I’ve always felt like people were super rude.

There is no way this is accurate about Maine.

silliiboo:

Wow this is super disconcerting because I live in Maine and I fucking swear and I’ve always felt like people were super rude.

There is no way this is accurate about Maine.

(Source: nevver)

Tags: easy a

bananataffy:

aurimynonys:

catherinekellerss:

andrastesgrace:

esaevian:


Blake wants the curvaceous, gorgeous Honey in his bed. Now. He’s lusted (but not loved, let’s get that straight) after the luscious woman for months. True, he looks like a bad-boy biker mixed with a player and, yeah, he’s broken a few things in her bar… But only because the guys were hitting on his girl. With no hope of winning her over in sight, he does what any red-blooded werehedgehog would do in his position. He lies.

THIS.
IS.
A.
BOOK.
[x]

WEREHEDGEHOGWEREHEDGEHOGTHIS IS A THING OMG HELP

If this can become a book there is hope for me.

OH MY GOD
IT’S FUCKING REAL

“Blake was a shifter. A were if someone wanted to get technical, which meant he was stronger, faster, and meaner than any human alive. He could bench press cars without breaking a sweat or run a marathon before breakfast. If his sexual aura could be bottled and sold, it would make someone a fortune. Men wanted to be him, women wanted to be with him. All in all he was living the dream. Apart from one little detail.
Blake was a shapeshifter, yes, but he preferred to remain in his human form because the fates were bitches with a twisted sense of humor.
There were werewolves and werecats, even bad-ass werebears. Blake was none of those. No, he’d lucked out in the small, spiny, and cute arena.
Blake was a werehedgehog.”

bananataffy:

aurimynonys:

catherinekellerss:

andrastesgrace:

esaevian:

Blake wants the curvaceous, gorgeous Honey in his bed. Now. He’s lusted (but not loved, let’s get that straight) after the luscious woman for months. True, he looks like a bad-boy biker mixed with a player and, yeah, he’s broken a few things in her bar… But only because the guys were hitting on his girl. With no hope of winning her over in sight, he does what any red-blooded werehedgehog would do in his position. He lies.

THIS.

IS.

A.

BOOK.

[x]

WERE

HEDGEHOG

WEREHEDGEHOG

THIS IS A THING OMG HELP

If this can become a book there is hope for me.

OH MY GOD

IT’S FUCKING REAL

“Blake was a shifter. A were if someone wanted to get technical, which meant he was stronger, faster, and meaner than any human alive. He could bench press cars without breaking a sweat or run a marathon before breakfast. If his sexual aura could be bottled and sold, it would make someone a fortune. Men wanted to be him, women wanted to be with him. All in all he was living the dream. Apart from one little detail.

Blake was a shapeshifter, yes, but he preferred to remain in his human form because the fates were bitches with a twisted sense of humor.

There were werewolves and werecats, even bad-ass werebears. Blake was none of those. No, he’d lucked out in the small, spiny, and cute arena.

Blake was a werehedgehog.”

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