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I'm a girl of many fandoms and few words. I cry over sad moments in my fandoms and rejoice over happy moments, but these happy moments rarely occur due to the fact that two of my fandoms are written by Steven Moffat.
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A n n a b e t h  C h a s e   [art by viria]

lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks:

tamahi:

things ppl rly need to stop glorifying

  • not going outside
  • having social anxiety
  • being socially awkard
  • spending all of your time on the internet
  • not talking to people 
  • disliking people

especially the not going outside thing

a lack of sunlight/vitamin D can actually make you feel super depressed and if you already have anxiety/depression you don’t need that addition

fuckmeirwin:

Luke Hemmings is so hot I bet he masturbates to pictures of himself

jaclcfrost:

i want

  • affection 

i have absolutely no idea what to do with and am pretty much uncomfortable with and confused by

  • affection

sebastiangel:

mngwa:

bucksterbarnes:

imagine Bucky goes to have a blood test one time and the nurse can’t find a vein

and they’re like ‘are you sure it’s this arm you usually have blood taken from?? maybe i should try the other one’

and he just looks at them like 
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 (x)

‘sure if you can find it in a ravine in Europe somewhere’

C.S. Lewis: I made you a character in my book!
J.R.R. Tolkien: OMG me too!
Lewis: You're the man who created the wardrobe that leads to Narnia!
Tolkien: ...
Lewis: Who am I?
Tolkien: A tree
Lewis: ............
Tolkien: But, like, a cool tree

calumoji:

Calum Hood + Instagram videos

(I work the floor at an independently-owned menswear store. The owner, my boss, spends a lot of time at the shop, and tries to keep prices as low as possible to help our city’s large homeless population get good job interview clothes. A clearly homeless man is wandering around the store. The other patrons are giving him looks.)
Customer: “Excuse me, sir?”
Me: “Yes, ma’am?”
Customer: “I think you may want to call security. That… bum over there, he keeps feeling the suits and muttering to himself. I’m just sure he’s planning to steal one.”
Me: “Well, ma’am, I think that’s quite unlikely.”
Customer: “Oh, come on, you know how they are! I mean, I’d keep an eye on him even if he wasn’t homeless!”
(The homeless man in question happens to be Hispanic.)
Me: “We don’t discriminate here, ma’am.”
Customer: “Well, I’m sure the owner would want to hear about this!”
(I give in and call him over. The customer explains her concerns. As a black man, my boss isn’t happy with her racism, but agrees to talk to the homeless man.)
Owner: “Excuse me, sir, are you finding what you need?”
Homeless Man: “Well, not really. I’m hoping for something versatile in a dark or navy wool, but most of the options in my size are cut American style instead of European, which fits me a little better. Not to mention they’re all pinstriped, which I really don’t have the build for, you know?”
Owner: “I… yes, I understand. I think we may have some options over here, if you’ll follow me. How did you know all that?”
Homeless Man: “Back before I lost my job, I used to be really into this stuff. I’m not looking for anything fancy, just something I can use to look good for a job interview later today.”
(My boss helps him find something he likes, and comes to the counter with him. The suit is priced at $87.)
Homeless Man: *digging in his pockets* “Hang on, I think I’ve got enough.”
Owner: *to me* “Take my card. I’m buying it for him.” *to the homeless man* “Here. The suit’s yours, on one condition. After your interview today, you come back and apply for a job here too. Got it?”
Homeless Man: “I… oh my God, thank you. Thank you so much.”
(Two years later, that formerly-homeless man is my manager, and has a little girl with his new wife—the owner’s sister.)