let the sea carry you home

eartheld:

awesumly:

 

mostly nature
❝ Yeah, I like a bit of Wood between my legs. ❞
Oliver Wood’s Quidditch-enthusiast girlfriend probably (via prongsmydeer)

reedustein:

brbtheresamanonmyroof:

tyleroakley:

ichthyologist:

samspiderman:

ok we had to watch this in chem class

that sexual tension

that spill was not an accident

So does your lab partner get to watch for the whole 15 minutes?

I PHSYCOALLY CANT BRETHA HEALP

NEVER FORGET

aconnormanning:

prokopetz:

anarchydiver:

The reason why the room was pink was because on black and white film, hues of red become dark shades of black. Pink is the perfect balance to give it that dark creepy grey.

PHOTOGRAPHY BITCHES

A related fun fact: while old black and white film was under-sensitive to reds, it was correspondingly over-sensitive to greens. Actors whose characters were meant to have unnaturally pale complexions - like Morticia Addams - would often take advantage of this by wearing makeup with a green base tint in order to make their faces “pop”. This is where the modern trope of cartoon vampires having green skin comes from.

These are some fun fucking facts

kvotheunkvothe:

castiel-rosebluetardis:

reservoir-fantasy:

It was Hermione.

"But she didn’t look like Hermione at all. She had done something with her hair; it was no longer bushy but sleek and shiny, and twisted up into an elegant knot at the back of her head. She was wearing robes made of a floaty, periwinkle-blue material…” - Ch23 | THE YULE BALL

Wasn’t her dress pink?

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The difference
between being loved and being fucked
is I can’t remember how the first feels.
I come to bed quiet, kiss with my eyes closed,
hate how easily I touch you.

Find me the sweetest boy, with a heart
more hopeful than spun sugar on a hot day,
I will teach him the meaning of meaningless
nights. The whole time, every moment, wishing
he’d crack me open, rib by rib, to see
how I work. How I bleed.

Clementine von Radics (via chainedtoacomet)
❝ You are not a shipwreck
He is not an ocean for you to drown in
He is a raging sea and you are the ship sailing toward the calm waters. He is not the sun nor you the moon.
Honey, you are capable of shining your own light without your sun. ❞
unknown (via unlively)

northlanx:

ahhhhh