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May 23. 38 Notes.

boysofbakerstreet:

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shes-a-pirate:

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thornado

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The Thorax

Oh my god, everybody. Pack up and go home. The Thorax is the winner.

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Reblog if you don’t care if someone is transgender, straight, gay, lesbian or bisexual.

castielintrenchcoat:

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emilie-indigo-gaskin:

My followers better all reblog this.

There should be more notes

REBLOG FOLLOWERS.

As long as you’re willing to love, you’re alright in my book <3

 i fucking love this.

This is amazing <3

No H8



<3

If you don’t rebolg this:

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healthyalexandria:

dr0p4ah0y:

mldmnnrdrprtr:

crazylipgloss:

thebatmanchild:

athagazagoraphobic:

invisicanada:

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.

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How old are you? 
“ten”
How long have you been ten?
“…”

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN

Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path. 
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”

…… I can’t.

Oh my god. Hahahaha.

healthyalexandria:

dr0p4ah0y:

mldmnnrdrprtr:

crazylipgloss:

thebatmanchild:

athagazagoraphobic:

invisicanada:

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.

Reblogging for the comment

How old are you? 

“ten”

How long have you been ten?

“…”

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN

Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.

“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”

The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path. 

“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.

“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.

Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.

Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.

“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.

“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.

Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.

“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.

Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.

He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”

Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.

Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”

…… I can’t.

Oh my god. Hahahaha.

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The meaning of all the deaths in HP:

  • James and Lily: To establish the story line as well as to show orphans of war.
  • Cedric Diggory: To show Voldemort's mercilessness.
  • Sirius Black: To show Harry's lack of guidance/parental figures.
  • Albus Dumbledore: To show the death of a great leader can't stop a war.
  • Hedwig: To show the end of Harry's childhood.
  • Mad Eye: To show the death of a soldier.
  • Dobby: To show even the smallest of creatures can die a Hero's death.
  • Fred Weasley: To show that some deaths you just can't get over. And that's okay.
  • Tonks and Remus Lupin: To reestablish orphans of war.
  • Colin Creevey: To show that the good die young, even when they aren't supposed to.
  • Severus Snape: To show that you can always change your ways. Always.

tributenerdfighter27:

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I will never not reblog this.

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enshula:

reichenfeels:

teenyblondini:

para-moriarty:

one-family-under-the-sun:

hemostcertainlywillnot:

boys-from-baker-street:


My thoughts when I watched Sherlock for the first time…

Frighteningly accurate.

The cabby was in Doctor Who…?

Yeah, he was the Soothsayer in “The Fires of Pompeii” 

Umbridge is dead, OMG

Accurate. All of it.

MORIARTY?! 
crying

Oh god… I just showed a Study in pink to one of my best friends ,and these were exactly her comments.Especially the gay part. Yepp.

enshula:

reichenfeels:

teenyblondini:

para-moriarty:

one-family-under-the-sun:

hemostcertainlywillnot:

boys-from-baker-street:

My thoughts when I watched Sherlock for the first time…

Frighteningly accurate.

The cabby was in Doctor Who…?

Yeah, he was the Soothsayer in “The Fires of Pompeii” 

Umbridge is dead, OMG

Accurate. All of it.

MORIARTY?! 

crying

Oh god… I just showed a Study in pink to one of my best friends ,and these were exactly her comments.Especially the gay part. Yepp.

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i&#8217;m dora LoL

i’m dora LoL

May 08. 1 Notes.

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