lunarshinobi:

reallyfoxnews:

Fox News headlines v. real headlines, part 2425183. 

The brunette part is really important.

Fun fact, our hair color reveals our place in pansexual society. Blondes are our record keepers. The great librarians, they collect, analyze, store, and distribute information to the rest of us. They are blonde because they reflect the light of knowledge. Those with Black Hair are our inventors. They investigate, produce, and teach new technologies so that we may thrive in future times. Their hair is black because of their frequent dives into the void of the unknown. Brunettes are our ambassadors. They interact with people, plants, and animals, forging bonds that can protect us when we are threatened. Their hair is brown because of their deep connection to the earth.

And as for redheads.

You don’t want to know the purpose of the Red Heads. But may their hellfire consume our enemies.



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Brooklyn Nine-Nine Publicity Photoshoot [x]



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#yesss     #brooklyn99     

herochan:

Ryan Reynolds as Deadpool… in HD

If we add the word “leaked” to this will it make it more exciting? If “leaked” means “uploaded by the animation studio” then this is even more “leaked” than when “leaked” meant “shown to 1000’s of people at Comic-Con”. 



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good night, all you lovely people



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welp



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lvashkovadrian:

Ya lit meme; four deaths 1/4

Primrose Everdeen

First I get a glimpse of the blond braid down her back. Then, as she yanks off her coat to cover a wailing child, I notice the duck tail formed by her untucked shirt. I have the same reaction I did the day Effie Trinket called her name at the reaping. At least, I must go limp, because I find myself at the base of the flagpole, unable to account for the last few seconds. Then I am pushing through the crowd, just as I did before. Trying to shout her name above the roar. I’m almost there, almost to the barricade, when I think she hears me. Because for just a moment, she catches sight of me, her lips form my name.
And that’s when the rest of the parachutes go off.

MockingJay, Suzanne Collins



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casinthongs:

sappycas asked: Destiel & “Can we pretend I didn’t just say that?”

(send me a pairing+line and I’ll write you a thing)

Dean had never been good with confessions – even with the little ones. It had been Cas who first said the unexpected I love you; unexpected because Dean had never thought before that a feeling such beautiful as the one could ever be returned. Cas was the one who, shyly as himself, offered Dean a meeting at their favourite cinema, as a date. He was the one who’d initiated holding hands during the movie, and he kissed Dean first. Dean had wondered if he should feel weird about all of this, but it felt strangely okay. He’d been still worried that Cas thought Dean had to be convinced in any special way to do things with him.

So he bought the engagement ring.

Cas had proposed first—just a minute faster than Dean totally stealing the mood Dean had set, but it’d been Dean who said yes first during their wedding.

They had only talked about their future once, and it hadn’t turned out well. They had had their first fight about it. Dean had started it. No, he wasn’t proud of it but Cas wanted to move out of their comfortable apartment and buy a big house on another continent, in Europe, because it was – like he’d said – the repository of the finest art. Who would ever understand artists? They had made up soon afterwards. Some time later they’d bought a small, charming burgalow in their childhood town.

They were sitting on their house’s porch, cuddled together as they watched fireflies flying around their own little garden, and they reminisced about their lives, shared since the very first day of kindergarten. They laughed at the memory of Cas the child giving Dean his first lopsided paintings, and at the way little Dean had always rushed with help whenever one of Castiel’s toys broke. They kissed smiles back onto each other’s lips at the sadder thoughts.

Those sessions had always ended with the joke about Dean and his love for pie. This time would be exactly the same, if it weren’t for Dean and his unexpected confession.

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#cries forever     #the domesticity!!     #destiel     #tumblr fic     

jetpack-johnny:

guyrim:

dezeen:

The “first man-made biological leaf” could enable humans to colonise space»

if you aren’t hyped about synthetic life and colonizing space then get out of my face

even better

the algea tree can not only help colonize a planet but can fix the one we fucked over 



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reversingyourpolarity:

Anxiety is like perpetually hearing the boss/enemy music but never seeing the threat.



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Does this group have a name ? Like “Team Arrow” or something ?



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LG