b00ksandcleverness:

mistermurdocnipples:

ask-putty-buddy:

anthony-the-talking-clock:

thelittlejewboy:

staff:

starting today all blogs without the following gifs will be deleted within 24 hours

image

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These are cute

boop

im very angry at the tumblr staff right now

Better reblog.

Smashing.

Reblogged from I hate yoga

tittymalaysia:

Actual Canadian Ray of Sunshine - Tatiana Maslany

OB Fan Meetup, July 25, 2014

Reblogged from keep driving forward

thequeerclone:

fun date idea:

orphan black marathon

Reblogged from keep driving forward

accio-percabeth:

sketch-elf:

A muggle-born’s sibling sends them a howler in the middle of the school year and it arrives while they eat. When they open it, all it does is simply scream “WHAT TEAM?”. Nearly all the muggle-borns shout “WILDCATS!” before returning to their meal, leaving the pure-bloods in total confusion of what the hell they just witnessed.

I accept and fully support this headcanon

Reblogged from patoot.

dishai:

a small collection of somewhat disturbing, but otherwise entertaining posts

Reblogged from hey there

I use to think fapping was a dance move and once my friend started dancing at lunch and I asked in front of everyone if she was fapping.

queeniehaus:

tatmas: @mariadkennedy and me hanging with some dudes we picked up (x)

queeniehaus:

tatmas: @mariadkennedy and me hanging with some dudes we picked up (x)

poppypicklesticks:

mr-cappadocia:

maryjunenotmaryjane:

butter-fly-milk:

sadly-i-am2spooky4u:

super-who-lockian:

spoopysuriella:

holy fuck

Well…that escalated quickly.

I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT

but it turned out to be everything i wanted

5/5 stars

Best plot twist of all time.

Feminism: Men that don’t want to date fat girls deserve to die.

But ew fat neckbeards are so gross they need to stfu about the friendzone we are not obligated to find their fat brony neckbeard asses attractive amirite ladies 

Reblogged from hey there

illbeyourtennant:

waterseal809:

bitchdoilooklikeawizard:

emilogg:

awesome-on-two-legs:

ccosimaa:

no but aynsley’s scarf was seriously breathtaking.
honestly, it was to die for.

and now its destroyed, just let that sink in.

All that nice material just down the drain…

Right? That scarf was tight you guys

I wonder how many other great accessories she has at her disposal.

Reblogged from Rude And Not Ginger

obsessed-with-identical-people:

fancy-cosima:

I feel like if every fandom was a villain in a movie cloneclub would be the old lady that everyone underestimates and it turns out she was in the military for fifty years and can kill you in 50 different ways with knitting needles.

each time i read this, the more it sounds like mrs s.

Reblogged from Rude And Not Ginger

Lit from Within: A Cophine Mermaid AU.

littlelionmanning:

** this is a very very long one-shot. I wrote it in 7 short sections that ended up being too short to be chapters, so I’m putting it all in one post. 

                                                  ***

Part 1

Grains of sand wove themselves around Cosima’s toes and the water’s edge crept up behind her feet like a shadow, advancing and retreating with a rhythmic, steady heartbeat-like motion. The waves weren’t large enough to result in any sort of satisfying crash, so instead they filled the beach-scented air with a low, melodic hum, pierced by the staccato shrieks of seagulls circling overhead. The sun was nearing its resting place on the horizon and hung in a haze of deep tangerine and vermillion.

Cosima took a deep, slow breath and reveled in the way the air swirled throughout her nose and lungs. There was nobody on the quiet little beach, aside from her and the faraway silhouette of a pair of lovers with their arms wrapped around each other. If their faces were touching, she could not tell.

She swept her gaze over the deep teal water, her eyes lingering on the glassy ripples that undulated slowly across the surface and fleetingly captured the rays of light.

She could have stared at that water forever, even for hours after the sky finally traded in its large bright sun for thousands of smaller ones, if it weren’t for the tiniest, most unexpected sight that interrupted her moment of calm.

A hand.

Just a hand, a long, pale, slender hand that gave way to an elegantly shaped wrist, which disappeared into the ripples of melted sunlight.

Cosima shook her head a bit, immediately blaming her faulty vision for crafting objects from reflections. But even then, the hand remained resting gently on the surface of the water with a peaceful elegance. Was someone out there?

Blinking a grain of sand out of her eye, she lost her focus for a split second, and when her gaze returned to the place it had been before, the hand was no longer there. It had disappeared; vanished into the unknown depths of the enticing watery paradise spread out before her from horizon to horizon.

She had a sudden wild urge to abandon all better judgment and run into the waves, clothes and all, but instead she turned, slid her feet into her mismatched sandals and began walking back towards the hut, resisting the unexplainable temptation to look over her shoulder. 

                                           ***

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jesseplnkmvn:

today i was in hot topic with my mom and there was a bra with Simba on it so I asked her “want a lion king bra?” she said “why would i?” so I put it in front of my chest and said “hakuna ma tatas” she had to leave the store she was laughing so hard.

Reblogged from you're the puppy

sarahcosima:

(dedicates entire life to crying over tatiana maslany)

Reblogged from for science

alluringhowell:

I’M LITERALLY A PIECE OF SHIT WHEN IT COMES TO KEEPING IN TOUCH WITH PEOPLE ONLINE OKAY I STILL KNOW YOU EXIST AND I STILL LOVE YOU I JUST AM A PIECE OF SHIT OKAY

Reblogged from you're the puppy