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• me: omfg ily i swear we're like long lost twins or something your blog is my life
• me: also what is your name

imperialmuse:

A Study in Loki: The Strut

He does strut extremely well.

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lilithcoop:

Pepper Pots & Tony Stark ♥

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letsrockyourworld:

So. Uh. Yesterday my dad surprised me by telling me I was going to Fanime Con. My excitement shot through the roof and I went nuts and it was amazing. Only thing is, when my ride and I finally got to San Jose, it was 6’o’clock. the line for passes closed at seven so we were near the end.

It took us three hours to get through that line. By that point the Artist Gallery and Dealer Hall had closed—everything had closed, and there was no point in getting passes anymore. Three hours for nothing. We spent the rest of the night walking through the hotel until my legs hurt and my ride went off to have her picture taken a bunch of time while I and her Pokeball held her bag.

I feel so extremely let down and to be honest a bit angry. I wasted my day for nothing and I actually had an essay to write for Tuesday, and finals are next week, and We didn’t get home until about 12.30 in the morning. It was a waste of a day.

Not to mention the fact that even before the surprise I was already feeling pretty damn useless and lonely because I don’t have friends and I’m so goddamn…./me/ that no one wants to hang around with me, no guys will ever think I’m pretty and I don’t know why that matters to me because I know I won’t ever like anyone but maybe it’s the fact that I want to be wanted? So maybe I feel like I matter?

I dunno. But that feeling got multiplied at the convention because I felt like such a downer to everyone else and maybe it would have been better if I hadn’t gone.

But it isn’t time I can get back.

This is the only thing I’ll post about this. I don’t really want to talk about it anymore.

And, just so you know, if anyone ever wants to Savior my stupid self pitying posts, I tag all my personal things “spam” and “spamming”. With good reason, obviously.

Geez, that sucks.

But for the record: I like you want I want to hang out with you. I think you’re awesome. You are very much wanted here in his corner, I’m just saying.

cocoavengers:

castielleftthetardisat221b:

the-little-blogger:

youcanlokibutyoucannottouchy:

nightbecomesme:

jammy-john:

soBS OH GOD

best gifs ever!

#tom x tumblr #OTP

Yes.

The future is a place no one could have ever imagined. A young genius found a way to implant an entire websites information into a human being, there by creating a personality from the Website.

Facebook is the party animal, always willing to go out and have a good time, He spends most of his time drunk or whining about something that happened to him.

Twitter is the person everyone wants to know because she always knows what happening with what celebrities and what topics are trending around the world.

Google and Bing are where everyone goes for information, although now one really trust Bing for realiable information.

Wikipeadia is the one who can literally know everything in the blink of an eye, though don’t trust any of it to be true.

Then there’s Tumblr, the shy awkward girl more prone to locking herself in her room crying about fictional characters, perfect actors, books, movies, anything, who also had a slight streak of hipster.

Tumblr- due to the egging on of Facebook and Myspace- had gone out for a run. She’d stuffed her headphones in her hears, begrudgingly leaving her room- no… her world behind. She step out into the light of day and hissed at the sun, it had been ages since she’d last left her room , too many feels to care about and photos to reblog. Tumblr went to the park and started running down the trail, her fandom play list blasting in her ears.

Her eyes were distracted from following the path when she caught sight of the man running in front of her, he was tall and lean, and he had a very nice arse. She didn’t realize she was gaining on him until she had a Matt Smith moment, and suddenly found herself in surprise that she had legs. She bumped into the man on her fall.

He turned around, “Oh My! Are you alright?”

She let out a soft moan vowing to never let Facebook talk her into this again, she looked up at the man, “Yeah I just had a Matt Smith momen-” She stopped talking when she saw his face. She couldn’t believe she didn’t recognize his back! She’s dedicated thousands of post to the perfection standing before her. “Y.. you…. you… you’re T… Tom Hiddleston!” She squeeked.

He laughed his unmistakable laugh, “Yes I am, but that’s not important now, you fell down didn’t you? Are you hurt at all?” He bent down beside her.

“ldhfe liufshaiefrhawef;wjihf;diufha; adskmvefewaqw.” Proper words seemed to fail her. “Isdjkhf sidfa;k jfdc I can’t.”

Tom’s face was worried, “You can’t?” He asked, “You can’t walk?”

“Adkjfhauiefhsdjafh sjadhf aiufhedkfksjdhfishdfihf;hfa;oijgf.”

He took that as a yes, “Here, let me carry you to the hospital, it’s not far from here.” He picked her up in his arms bridal style, “What’s your name miss?”

Finally finding proper words she said, “My name’s Tomblr- I mean- Tumblr.”

He smiled, “Well don’t worry, I’ll have you at the hospital in no time.”

Tumblr just sighed and rested her head against his chest planning on how to slip him her phone number, their wedding, their house, and their children’s names, as he carried her off into the afternoon light.

omFG YES

Life has just ended for me ohmygod

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public-anemone:

delirious-bugnasty:

justlikesoup:

theflapperfactor:

Your Digital Flapper Dictionary

• Terms and Useful Phrases
  • That’s bullshit!   -   Thats all wet!
  • I’ve got a shitty date   -   I’ve got a flat tire
  • Don’t be stupid   -   Don’t be sill
  • Move your ass!   -   Get a wiggle!
  • A car you had sex in   -   Struggle Buggy
  • Wasted   -   Spifflicated (from the words spiffy and intoxicated)
  • That Hobo on the corner  -  That Palooka over there
  • Now you’ve got it!   -   Now you’re on the trolly!
  • A Gangsta’s bitch   -   A Moll
  • A slut   -  A Hotsy Totsy
  • I’m Engaged!   -   I’m Handcuffed
  • Beer   -   Giggle Water
  • Legs   -   Gams
  • Boobs  -  Ninny Pies
  • Rich Person   -   an egg
  • The Commen Jerk   -   A Drugstore Cowboy
  • Don’t be a shit head!   -   Don’t take any wooden nickels!
  • That’s fucking awesome!  -  That’s the Bee’s knees!
  • Honey, I said NO   -   Bank’s Closed, hon
  • Holy Shit!   -   Hot Socks!
  • That’s Great!  -  That’s the Cat’s Pajamas!
  • Classy   -   Swanky
  • I need to get wasted   -   I need to see a man about a dog
  • A woman’s Cigarette   -   A freedom Torch
  • That girl is HOT SHIT   -   That dames got IT

My Homage to an era (the Roaring Twenties) that had no end of wonderful slang, you can add some of your favorites to the list, lets see just how big this Hay Burner (a large object) can get!

Time to update my vocabulary.

omg i know like all of these from history class

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starkinglyhandsome:

why is Matt Gubler dressed like the 4th doctor

also, Rossi is me

A summary of Hoseki and Cam at Kendall in the morning.

hosekiasylum:

VOTE FOR YOUR KING!

VOTE FOR YOUR QUEEN!

I WILL SEE THIS HAPPEN! KICKING AND SCREAMING, I WILL SEE THIS HAPPEN!

DO IT.

• Hoseki: *Valley Exodus plays* Seriously, iTunes?
• Digi: Oh, no, no, keep it, it's perfect for the sad stuff we're writing right now.
• Hoseki:
• Hoseki: LET IT PLAY, LET IT PLAY!
• Digi: We're just going to write sad stuff all day!
• Digi: We'll be writing this all day long!
• Digi: Just like we're going to sing this song!
• Digi: It's time to laugh at the souls we crush!
• Digi: Time to LET IT PLAAAAY!