Office by Alex Penny
The name is Mary Doyle.
This started as a blog to complain about my awkward tendencies, but I fell in love with so many fandoms it turned into a fandom blog.
Fandoms include sherlock, doctor who, walking dead, misfits, and supernatural.
JAMES POTTER IS THE PRODUCT OF TWO WIZARDS IN THEIR HUNDREDS HAVING SEX
YOU’RE WELCOME
wat
(via moriarchie)
bringing this back because i cry whenever i watch it
this is beautiful and deserves 600,000,000,000,000,000,000 notes
i am moved
LIFE CHANGING
ur judging me idc bye
TEARS ON TEARS
honest to god the last one kills me
(Source: surferdude182, via mummyholmesisupset)
So, in the wake of reading this terrifying shit, Postcard and I started chatting, as you do, about the zombie apocalypse. Here are some things Postcard and I enjoy: zombie media, common sense, and YELLING ABOUT STUFF. Thus, for your reading pleasure, please enjoy our simple twenty-step guide to NOT DYING in the unlikely event that a zombie apocalypse ravages humanity:
- IN THE EVENT OF AN ACTUAL APOCALYPTIC SITUATION, ASSUME THAT THE FOLLOWING THINGS ARE GOING TO STOP WORKING: running water (this includes toilets); anything that relies on electricity (this includes gas pumps); anything that relies on natural gas lines (this includes gas stoves/central heat); basically, anything that relies on there being a factory of some variety at the other end of thing you want to make do stuff. THAT’S ALL GONNA BREAK. THIS INCLUDES THE INTERNET. Thus, the most important thing to do in the event of a zombie apocalypse is:
- RESEARCH. For as long as you possess the internet, do everything you can to learn as much as possible. Research edible/medicinal plants (or seriously, go into a bookstore and loot your shit a guidebook, they’re not large, they sell little tiny ones, you can put it in your pocket, WHY DOES EVERYONE IN EVERY ZOMBIE MOVIE NOT DO THIS). Research, from available information, how the zombies work/which of their senses are functional—for example, if they operate largely by smell, you want to work on smelling not alive. If they operate largely by sight, DON’T LIGHT FIRES AT NIGHT. And speaking of fires…
(via starktowering)
sometimes when tumblr famous people say that they are hosting live streams of movies and they invite everyone to come I go and read the conversation going on and dream about how I will enter it
but then oh god what if they judge me what if I say something stupid and they all stop talking and just say “SHE DOESN’T EVEN GO HERE”
severedhead-justteaformethanks:
SPN FANDOM TRADITION: ALWAYS. REBLOG. ON. TUESDAY.
DO WANT THIS TRADITION TO STAY FOREVER IN THIS FANDOM
ALWAYS.
FANDOM LAW YOU MUST ABIDE
ALWAYS.
(via hecklocki)
—
Misha Collins, in an interview in 2009, in answer to the question “How did you make your Russian accent in 24 and CSI so believable?” (via othersideofthegalaxy)
#A lot of the time #I will sit and cry #because Misha Collins
(via marleequinn)
(via but-its-the-solarsystem)
soBS OH GOD
best gifs ever!
Yes.
The future is a place no one could have ever imagined. A young genius found a way to implant an entire websites information into a human being, there by creating a personality from the Website.
Facebook is the party animal, always willing to go out and have a good time, He spends most of his time drunk or whining about something that happened to him.
Twitter is the person everyone wants to know because she always knows what happening with what celebrities and what topics are trending around the world.
Google and Bing are where everyone goes for information, although now one really trust Bing for realiable information.
Wikipeadia is the one who can literally know everything in the blink of an eye, though don’t trust any of it to be true.
Then there’s Tumblr, the shy awkward girl more prone to locking herself in her room crying about fictional characters, perfect actors, books, movies, anything, who also had a slight streak of hipster.
Tumblr- due to the egging on of Facebook and Myspace- had gone out for a run. She’d stuffed her headphones in her hears, begrudgingly leaving her room- no… her world behind. She step out into the light of day and hissed at the sun, it had been ages since she’d last left her room , too many feels to care about and photos to reblog. Tumblr went to the park and started running down the trail, her fandom play list blasting in her ears.
Her eyes were distracted from following the path when she caught sight of the man running in front of her, he was tall and lean, and he had a very nice arse. She didn’t realize she was gaining on him until she had a Matt Smith moment, and suddenly found herself in surprise that she had legs. She bumped into the man on her fall.
He turned around, “Oh My! Are you alright?”
She let out a soft moan vowing to never let facebook talk her into this again, she looked up at the man, “Yeah I just had a Matt Smith momen-” She stopped talking when she saw his face. She couldn’t believe she didn’t recognize his back! She’s dedicated thousands of post to the perfection standing before her. “Y.. you…. you… you’re T… Tom Hiddleston!” She squeeked.
He laughed his unmistakable laugh, “Yes I am, but that’s not important now, you fell down didn’t you? Are you hurt at all?” He bent down beside her.
“ldhfe liufshaiefrhawef;wjihf;diufha; adskmvefewaqw.” Proper words seemed to fail her. “Isdjkhf sidfa;k jfdc I can’t.”
Tom’s face was worried, “You can’t?” He asked, “You can’t walk?”
“Adkjfhauiefhsdjafh sjadhf aiufhedkfksjdhfishdfihf;hfa;oijgf.”
He took that as a yes, “Here, let me carry you to the hospital, it’s not far from here.” He picked her up in his arms bridal style, “What’s your name miss?”
Finally finding proper words she said, “My name’s Tomblr- I mean- Tumblr.”
He smiled, “Well don’t worry, I’ll have you at the hospital in no time.”
Tumblr just sighed and rested her head against his chest planning on how to slip him her phone number, their wedding, their house, and their children’s names, as he carried her off into the afternoon light.
“ldhfe liufshaiefrhawef;wjihf;diufha; adskmvefewaqw.” Proper words seemed to fail her. “Isdjkhf sidfa;k jfdc I can’t.”
Oh god perfect fic is perfect @_@
You are a beautiful person for writing this.
(Source: yakisobaru, via sarcastic-scorpio)
just randomly started crying for no reason.
guys, i’ve forgotten about the doctor.
I’ve fallen in love with misha collins. and I was like…you know, maybe this one will be different. I’ve got hope. Maybe he isn’t over 30.
….he’s 37.
COOL.
Oh my god. Why? I’m going to throw up… Oh my god. This is so cruel and unfair and my heart just broke. *discusting sobs*deducing-opera-ghost-of-asgard:
….
fuck you
forever fuck you
why
Why? Why would you post something like that?! Shut up.
(Source: feelpain, via sarcastic-scorpio)
notice how the british way of spelling those words are underlined in red!!!
america: 1
britain: 0
notice how every other country in the world hates you
what about canada
canada doesnt hate us
nobody cares what canada thinks
Canada can’t hear you over all the gay marriages taking place
Canada wins
go canada
(via johnthehedgehog)
I started watching supernatural because of tumblr and all of the gifs of misha collins and now that I’m finally on season 4 I’m freaking out.
so apologies go out to my family for hearing what sounds like my murder when really I’m fan-girling hardcore.
(by apologies I mean I am totally not sorry at all)
