My name's Hannah...
15.
I like to fangirl.... So this blog is just whatever pops up on my dash that looks good (aren't you here somewhere ;) ?)

Imgurian, Whovian. Sherlockian and Cumberbitch. I liek cats.
Screw it, I love so much more: Hiddles, Avengers, HIMYM, hunger games, futuramama, and whatever else takes my fancy...

Most of all I like Vinay.... I mean just ajskdvbaksjdb look at him.... He's amazing.
mom:are you dating that boy you hugged him
mom:are you dating that boy you were talking to him
mom:are you dating that boy he looked at you
mom:are you dating that boy he was breathing your air
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1 hour ago

sabrinamarceline:

i wonder how many staff members at tumblr headquarters use missing-e behind david karp’s back

(via coldpotato)

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1 hour ago
dumbl-edore:

this makes me so sad I don’t even know

dumbl-edore:

this makes me so sad I don’t even know

(Source: lonelyasyou, via lifeshop)

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pparalysedwithhappiness:

this is art.

The lifeless look in the eyes, the mismatched brush strokes. perfection.

pparalysedwithhappiness:

this is art.

The lifeless look in the eyes, the mismatched brush strokes. perfection.

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Me:That'd make a great gif.
Me:That'd make a great gif.
Me:That'd make a great gif.
Me:That'd make a great gif.
Me:That'd make a great gif.
Me:I can't make gifs.
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6 hours ago

agronsbutt:

morbutts:

canklequeen:

99.9% of the people on this website are stupid

i am the 1%

dumbass you mean 0.1%

(via pottersgames)

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6 hours ago

buttgenie:

“no calculators allowed”

(via the-krusty-crew)

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6 hours ago

gaykarth:

how is it june next week how are we already on the 6th month of the year wasn’t it just march

(via peetaperseuspotter)

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9 hours ago
audiomonkey:

chenisthebestkitty:

devoncarrots:

requiemsong:

mldmnnrdrprtr:

crazylipgloss:

thebatmanchild:

athagazagoraphobic:

invisicanada:

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.

Reblogging for the comment

How old are you? 
“ten”
How long have you been ten?
“…”

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN

Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path. 
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”



Deceased

rip me

Dead.

audiomonkey:

chenisthebestkitty:

devoncarrots:

requiemsong:

mldmnnrdrprtr:

crazylipgloss:

thebatmanchild:

athagazagoraphobic:

invisicanada:

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.

Reblogging for the comment

How old are you? 

“ten”

How long have you been ten?

“…”

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN

Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.

“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”

The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path. 

“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.

“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.

Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.

Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.

“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.

“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.

Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.

“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.

Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.

He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”

Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.

Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”

Deceased

rip me

Dead.

(Source: setyourphaserstostun, via peetaperseuspotter)

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9 hours ago

Can I just take a moment to appreciate how amazing the horrible histories songs are?

Thank you.

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9 hours ago

areyoutryingtodeduceme:

YOU GUYS NEARLY 11,000 OF YOU PUT UP WITH ME ON A DAILY BASIS. You guys listen to more of my crap than my own boyfriend generally does. That deserves rewarding. So this is an extra SPECIAL tea give away, and there will be THREE winners. Oh my god. Want a chance to become one of those lucky three people? Read on and follow directions.

THE PRIZES:

  • First Place Prize: A set of all seven Sherlock Shipper tea blends [Sherlock/Moriarty, Sherlock/Irene, Moriarty/Moran, Mycroft/Lestrade, Lestrade/John, Lestrade/Molly, Molly/Moriarty]
  • Second Place Prize: A set of all four* Avengers Teas [Thor, Loki, Steve Rogers, and Coulson *and possibly also Tony Stark if I make a tea for him soon]
  • Third Place Prize: A set of all three Doctor Who Teas [The TARDIS, Amy Pond, and Rory]
  • IN ADDITION TO THE ABOVE PRIZE PACKS: Each winner will get ONE blend specially created for them. It can be a character or ship or show or book or whatever that I haven’t done that they’d like me to do. It can even be a blend made based on THEM. Whatever the winners would like. They each get to request one, and they will receive it with their other teas.

I MIGHT ADD TO THESE PRIZES. If this gets reblogged like, a lot, or something, I might lose my head and also send the winners mugs to go with their tea. Or a book. WE’LL SEE.

THE RULES: 

  • Anyone ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD can enter EXCEPT AUSTRALIA AND NEW ZEALAND!! I am SUPER sorry for my followers down under because not only do you have to put up with terrifying wild life, you can’t even allow tea to be imported to help comfort you. Sorry, there’s like, crazy laws and stuff.
  • You do not have to be following me to win, but it might be helpful to keep track of updates or changes (if any). Plus I plan to make some blends for other fandoms in the future, so if tea is your thing, it might not be a bad idea?
  • Only two reblogs a day allowed.I did not realize how often people would reblog my last big give away soooo I’m going to enforce this LOL. You can reblog on as many days as you’d like, but yeah, only 2 reblogs a day please. I’ll be checking.
  • LIKES DON’T COUNT. Sorry! You have to reblog!
  • The give away will end and I will choose the winners on FRIDAY JUNE 1STI’ll probably do the drawing late at night on that day, so I’m going to say I’ll stop counting reblogs at 10 p.m. EST. Winners may not be announced until the next day or so, just to be aware!
  • Here’s how the winners will be selected: Just like all of my other give aways, I’ll compile a spreadsheet or numbered list of all of the reblogs, and I’ll use the number generator on random.org to chose a number and find the corresponding username on the list. The first number I draw will win the first place prize (or, if they are more into Avengers or Doctor Who, they may chose one of the other prizes). Second number I draw will win the second place prize (or a choice between whatever two packs remain), and the third number drawn will receive the last prize!

(via pindaboom)

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12 hours ago
trade-mistakes-for-you:

davidscustomglasses:

rwambush:

juniorjaycub:

toshi-riku:

I mean he is created for mischief lol


So. Damn. Perfect.

“Ohana” means family, Thor.

CUTIEEEEE

trade-mistakes-for-you:

davidscustomglasses:

rwambush:

juniorjaycub:

toshi-riku:

I mean he is created for mischief lol

So. Damn. Perfect.

“Ohana” means family, Thor.

CUTIEEEEE

(via godjamit)

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