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thisisthedoctorsdesign:

you see, it’s a metaphor

you nominate Leonardo DiCaprio for an Oscar but you don’t let him win


crazylydia:

I’ve already said it so often but I love their character development so much. Seriously, Jeff Davis did an A+ job here. In the gifs on the left side, Lydia doesn’t even want Stiles to touch her because 1) she doesn’t know him 2) she doesn’t even like him and 3) it’s a bit creepy somewhere. And in the gifs on the right side, she practically clings to Stiles because he’s her rock, he means safety to her. She knows he will protect her, no matter what happens, and she will do the same for him because he’s grown on her, and whether or not you see their love as a platonic or romantically one, they care about each other and it’s them against the world now. I love how Lydia’s gone from the girl who didn’t give a fuck about Stiles to the girl who cares so much about him. This is the one thing Jeff didn’t fuck up, and I’m grateful for that.



littleblackmaps:

i’m glad chris evans is a celebrity and not a regular person because i don’t know what i’d do if i saw him making me a latte at starbucks or cashing my check at the bank or teaching my english class


rodneykong:

shoutout to me for still not having my driver’s license


" Who’s to say tomorrow won’t be the best day of your life?"
Matty Healy (via todiscardanddiscover)

slut-lord:

owmeex:

Two Brothers Re-Create Childhood Photos As A Priceless Gift To Their Mother (via Then/Now)

This is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen


nbchannibal:

If you say so…


i-think-i-m-adorable:

Misha’s face after seeing destiel fanart in 2nd gif just kill me. [x][x]


thescarletdahlia:

sophiaphilemon:

bracha-ncc1701:

sophiaphilemon:

bracha-ncc1701:

MY GIRLFRIEND IS FUCKING INSANE

No it would be instantaneous and then your body would float around those big colorful nebulas and you could get to other galaxies and maybe become part of a moon or get incinerated in a star or fall into a black hole.
You could become part of an asteroid and impact on a moon and your microscopic dust remains are scattered all over the crater.
You could become part of a star and undergo nuclear fission and turn into hydrogen and your body is a tiny fraction of the process of the star and you make light for the universe and then the star ages and your atoms get turned into iron and then the star goes supernova and you’re spewed across the universe as space dust.
You could land of a kind-of habitable planet and your DNA survives as you start to decompose and in a few million years the primitive life forms of your body become science’s greatest mystery for humankind.
You could be found by an alien civilization who’s also wondering ‘are we alone in the universe’ and suddenly they know they’re not because woah processed materials and tools and crazy-developed processing centers woah and then in a couple thousand years they make first contact because of the space-travelling cultural revolution your corpse prompted in their society and the humans of the future go ‘how did you get all these spaceships and junk’ and they reverently pull out your body and you are interred with great fanfare and people make you statues and holidays and stuff.
Your body could end up literally anywhere in the universe and you’d be the first human there because who said you had to be alive huh?
SPACE

What is wrong with you

ABSOLUTELY NOTHING

Sorry to interrupt, BUT IT IS SO FUCKING CUTE THAT YOU CALL YOUR GIRLFRIEND T’HY’LA!

thescarletdahlia:

sophiaphilemon:

bracha-ncc1701:

sophiaphilemon:

bracha-ncc1701:

MY GIRLFRIEND IS FUCKING INSANE

No it would be instantaneous and then your body would float around those big colorful nebulas and you could get to other galaxies and maybe become part of a moon or get incinerated in a star or fall into a black hole.

You could become part of an asteroid and impact on a moon and your microscopic dust remains are scattered all over the crater.

You could become part of a star and undergo nuclear fission and turn into hydrogen and your body is a tiny fraction of the process of the star and you make light for the universe and then the star ages and your atoms get turned into iron and then the star goes supernova and you’re spewed across the universe as space dust.

You could land of a kind-of habitable planet and your DNA survives as you start to decompose and in a few million years the primitive life forms of your body become science’s greatest mystery for humankind.

You could be found by an alien civilization who’s also wondering ‘are we alone in the universe’ and suddenly they know they’re not because woah processed materials and tools and crazy-developed processing centers woah and then in a couple thousand years they make first contact because of the space-travelling cultural revolution your corpse prompted in their society and the humans of the future go ‘how did you get all these spaceships and junk’ and they reverently pull out your body and you are interred with great fanfare and people make you statues and holidays and stuff.

Your body could end up literally anywhere in the universe and you’d be the first human there because who said you had to be alive huh?

SPACE

What is wrong with you

ABSOLUTELY NOTHING

Sorry to interrupt, BUT IT IS SO FUCKING CUTE THAT YOU CALL YOUR GIRLFRIEND T’HY’LA!