http://prettyrealisticjohnlockfanart.tumblr.com/post/100563458035/wordsthatkeepyouhome-radvera-what-if

wordsthatkeepyouhome:

radvera:

What if Sherlock and John are in a fight and they’re yelling at each other and then all the pent-up emotion finally gets to be too much and Sherlock just screams, “I’m in love with you!” and John freezes up and his face softens and he says softly,…



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baylorwilsons:

when you take a selfie with someone you lowkey hate

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my favorite line of all time


ohana-means-famiree:

poshcoughing:

americansavior:

itsjustsatanthings:

cumber-bitches:

caswantsdeansassbutt:

cumber-bitches:

cumber-bitches:

I have fruit polos and lollypops be jealous.

omg do many people not know what fruit polos are? they are heaven

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In America, we call them lifesavers. They can be chewy or hard candy. 

polos aren’t chewy and they also come in mint.

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this week on: britan thinks its special

This week on america copies everything from Britain.

HOLD THE FUCK UP

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nymph-of-thesea:

kylieannpetrie:

feminismthe theory of the political, economic, and social equality of the sexes (what feminism does NOT mean: hating men)

I need feminism because the first time I shaved my head everyone called me “lesbian” or “boy”
"Hey Kyle!!"

I need feminism because everyone groans when I want to cut my hair shorter
"Why I liked your long hair! Grow it out!"

I need feminism because I was told not to shave my head because it’ll be harder for me to get a job

I need feminism because people associate girls with shaved heads with poor mental health
"She must have something wrong with her…"

I need feminism because I’m a girl and to be a girl you need to be “pretty” and to be pretty you need to be “feminine” and to be feminine that means having long hair
"Oh I could never do that to my hair!"

I need feminism because I can’t post this image on certain social medias without having it reported and taking down because women’s nipples are seen as inappropriate content

I need feminism because if in these pictures were a boy in boxers it would get a completely different reaction and none of these things would be an issue

Fucking preach, you perfect human being.


blue-eyed-hanji:

spookyram:

romanimperial:

whatsayyousir:

teatray-inthesky:

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forever reblog

ALWAYS REBLOG.

final image made it all worth it


wheresagnes:

aztec-princesss:

gohomeluhan:

As I’m walking through Target with my little sister, the kid somehow manages to convince me to take a trip down the doll aisle. I know the type - brands that preach diversity through displays of nine different variations of white and maybe a black girl if you’re lucky enough. What I instead found as soon as I turned into the aisle were these two boxes.

The girl on the left is Shola, an Afghani girl from Kabul with war-torn eyes. Her biography on the inside flap tells us that “her country has been at war since before she was born”, and all she has left of her family is her older sister. They’re part of a circus, the one source of light in their lives, and they read the Qur’an. She wears a hijab.

The girl on the right is Nahji, a ten-year-old Indian girl from Assam, where “young girls are forced to work and get married at a very early age”. Nahji is smart, admirable, extremely studious. She teaches her fellow girls to believe in themselves. In the left side of her nose, as tradition mandates, she has a piercing. On her right hand is a henna tattoo.

As a Pakistani girl growing up in post-9/11 America, this is so important to me. The closest thing we had to these back in my day were “customizable” American Girl dolls, who were very strictly white or black. My eyes are green, my hair was black, and my skin is brown, and I couldn’t find my reflection in any of those girls. Yet I settled, just like I settled for the terrorist jokes boys would throw at me, like I settled for the butchered pronunciations of names of mine and my friends’ countries. I settled for a white doll, who at least had my eyes if nothing else, and I named her Rabeea and loved her. But I still couldn’t completely connect to her.

My little sister, who had been the one to push me down the aisle in the first place, stopped to stare with me at the girls. And then the words, “Maybe they can be my American Girls,” slipped out of her mouth. This young girl, barely represented in today’s society, finally found a doll that looks like her, that wears the weird headscarf that her grandma does and still manages to look beautiful.

I turned the dolls’ boxes around and snapped a picture of the back of Nahji’s. There are more that I didn’t see in the store; a Belarusian, an Ethiopian, a Brazilian, a Laotian, a Native American, a Mexican. And more.

These are Hearts 4 Hearts dolls, and while they haven’t yet reached all parts of the world (I think they have yet to come out with an East Asian girl), they need all the support they can get so we can have a beautiful doll for every beautiful young girl, so we can give them what our generation never had.

Please don’t let this die. If you know a young girl, get her one. I know I’m buying Shola and Nahji for my little sister’s next birthday, because she needs a doll with beautiful brown skin like hers, a doll who wears a hijab like our older sister, a doll who wears real henna, not the blue shit white girls get at the beach.

The Hearts 4 Hearts girls are so important. Don’t overlook them. Don’t underestimate them. These can be the future if we let them.

You can read more about the dolls here: http://www.playmatestoys.com/brands/hearts-for-hearts-girls

*runs to target- i need to get my babydoll one for her 1st bday

ohmygosh and the one from Ethiopia has natural hair which you can’t get from the American Girl “just like you” dolls!


peter-punkin-eater:

tempella:

LOL at Gandalf counting the Dwarves throughout the movie.

Sadie I think ya still work at a daycare with alla us around :P


jacklincolnvstheworld:

Deadpool #24 (2014)