so you say you want a revolution

bemusedlybespectacled:

hogwarts-is-frozen:

not-so-secret-nerd:

disney-licious:

(x)

hogwarts-is-frozen

disney x harry potter is very important to me

still not over how perfect the sorting is

hewalksinstarlight:

In the book it says that the people living around the Lonely Mountain referred to Smaug “with a curse and an ominous nod in the direction of the Mountain” and I just pictured Bard nodding solemnly towards the Mountain and whispering “motherfucker”

saepefidelis:

naughty—america:

gracefully-found:

crydaisy:

Oh cool a sKY DEMON AWAKENS

This is one of the coolest pictures I have ever seen.

WHAT THE FUCK

saepefidelis:

naughty—america:

gracefully-found:

crydaisy:

Oh cool a sKY DEMON AWAKENS

This is one of the coolest pictures I have ever seen.

WHAT THE FUCK

I am made for autumn. Summer and I have a fickle relationship, but everything about autumn is perfect to me. Wooly jumpers, Wellington boot, scarves, thin first, then thick, socks. The low slanting light, the crisp mornings, the chill in my fingers, those last warm sunny days before the rain and the wind. Her moody hues and subdued palate punctuated every now and again by a brilliant orange, scarlet or copper goodbye. She is my true love.
A recipe for Rowan Jelly by Alys Fowler (via ablogwithaview)

j6:

demonicdorothy:

japanese dragon:

- long
- chill
- no wings
- legs
- moustache
- in the sea

chinese dragon:

- long
- p chill
- no wings
- legs often but not always
- impressive beard
- 9 is a big deal

european dragons:

- jerks
- breathing fire
- wings
- often actually a wyvern
- compulsive hoarding
- caves

slavic dragon:

- three fucking heads bro
- can you believe it
- wings and like
- 3 whole heads

leviathan:

- honestly probably just a whale and you should all chill 

American Dragon:

- jake long

unclewhisky:

theshadiertwin:

unclewhisky:

vastderp-placeholder:

poppunk-notcollars:

iamtheralrus:

holy shit.

For the win

THIS IS MY PHILOSOPHY.

I kinda doubt this is a real Seuss quote, but I like the idea behind it nevertheless.

It’s a real Seuss quote.

…huh! I stand corrected.

unclewhisky:

theshadiertwin:

unclewhisky:

vastderp-placeholder:

poppunk-notcollars:

iamtheralrus:

holy shit.

For the win

THIS IS MY PHILOSOPHY.

I kinda doubt this is a real Seuss quote, but I like the idea behind it nevertheless.

It’s a real Seuss quote.

…huh! I stand corrected.



Once upon a time, there was a fetching young wolverine who, wearing her favorite red hood, went skipping through the fields, on the way to her grandmother’s house, carrying a basket of tasty goodies.*
A wolf, who was lurking at the edge of the woods, descended upon the young wolverine and said “Hello, little red riding wolverine, and where are you going in such a hurry?”
"To visit my grandmother," said the young wolverine, as demure and maidenly as a gravelly wolverine baritone can be.
"To visit your…to…grand…to..my goodness, what big teeth you have…" said the wolf, who seemed to have lost his train of thought somewhere.
The wolverine nodded.
"And what…big…claws…you have…" said the wolf, in much the same tone as General Custer commenting on the surprising number of locals at Little Bighorn.
The wolverine nodded.
"I’ll just bugger off, shall I?" said the wolf.
The wolverine nodded.
The wolf slunk gratefully back into the trees and hyperventilated quietly, and the little red riding wolverine skipped merrily through the woods to her grandmother’s house and they ate assorted rodents and watched cartoons and baked cookies happily ever after.  - Ursula Vernon
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*Pepperidge Farms’ Mixed Rodent Party Assortment, to be precise, a pretty good value for the money, although everybody always picks through and eats the gerbils first.

Once upon a time, there was a fetching young wolverine who, wearing her favorite red hood, went skipping through the fields, on the way to her grandmother’s house, carrying a basket of tasty goodies.*

A wolf, who was lurking at the edge of the woods, descended upon the young wolverine and said “Hello, little red riding wolverine, and where are you going in such a hurry?”

"To visit my grandmother," said the young wolverine, as demure and maidenly as a gravelly wolverine baritone can be.

"To visit your…to…grand…to..my goodness, what big teeth you have…" said the wolf, who seemed to have lost his train of thought somewhere.

The wolverine nodded.

"And what…big…claws…you have…" said the wolf, in much the same tone as General Custer commenting on the surprising number of locals at Little Bighorn.

The wolverine nodded.

"I’ll just bugger off, shall I?" said the wolf.

The wolverine nodded.

The wolf slunk gratefully back into the trees and hyperventilated quietly, and the little red riding wolverine skipped merrily through the woods to her grandmother’s house and they ate assorted rodents and watched cartoons and baked cookies happily ever after.  - Ursula Vernon

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*Pepperidge Farms’ Mixed Rodent Party Assortment, to be precise, a pretty good value for the money, although everybody always picks through and eats the gerbils first.

loki-in-wonderland:

rosalui:

this is the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black do nOT FUCKING ARGUE WITH ME

I want to live in it.