what she says:you can touch my hair if you want
what she means:please for the love of god play with my hair feel how soft it is i will roll over into your lap like a kitten

oneill5491:

Hiccup invents the flame thrower.

Deleted scene from How to Train Your Dragon 2.

umadmuggle:

HTTYD Dragons - Eragon Style

one-handsome-devil:

stormcloaca:

thoughtlessclown:

I just want a serial killer to love me is that too much to ask

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madeofstoneandstardust:

Not everyone in the war is a solider

madeofstoneandstardust:

Not everyone in the war is a solider

generalgemini-booknerd:

Alright, these are kinda adorable…

(Source: seraphica)

pocket-ferret:

a moment of silence for all the little girls this halloween who had to be anna because their older sister wanted to be elsa

loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

fuck your shitty excuses, fuck you for jumping to conclusions, oh, and fuck you for accusations you have no right in making.

Conversation I overheard at work.
Mom:*talking on phone* My daughter wants to be Snow White, Rapunzel, and Elsa for Halloween.
Daughter:Mom, did you say Elsa last?
Mom:What? *pulls phone away and looks at her daughter*
Daughter:Did you say Elsa's name last?
Mom:Yes... what about it?
Daughter:She's a queen, you can't say her name last.