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notmydate:

Browsing through my reaction gif folder I’ve come to the conclusion I’ve got a reaction for just about every occasion:

Considering and approving:

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Apologetic:

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Modest agreement with praise:

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Identifying a potentially provocative remark:

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Seems legit:

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Doesn’t seem legit:

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Definitely ‘yes’:

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Or not:

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Happy happy happy:

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Sad sad sad:

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Let me love you:

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Or not:

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Count me in:

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Or maybe not:

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Having a bad hair day:

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Feeling pretty fine:

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Having a blast:

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And there you have it:

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digging-in2-ur-pants:

dangervvank:

"what music are you into?"
"i like this! it’s very grown up…"

I was not ready

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areyoutryingtodeduceme asked: Carrie Carrie Carrie I always feel weird sending unbidden prompts, but I've been overwhelmed with anxiety lately and I could use some feel good Sterek fic. Cooking and baking usually helps me a lot when I'm stressed, but could you rec (or even write? o////o) some Food!Based Sterek?

bleep0bleep:

[I hope everything gets better for you! This ficlet is plausibly a sequel in the annoying human college roommate verse).

Stiles is a stress baker, okay, he knows he should be studying for finals but he can’t focus on anything, plus he’s upset that it’s the end of his first quarter and he has yet to bloom into the confident and sexually mature being that he was promised, okay. Like Stiles totally thought he did it right, he had picked a college where no one else from Beacon Hills went, his awkward reputation has no foundation here. By all means Stiles should be getting laid left and right. 

Alright, so the one girl Stiles brought back to his dorm room to study and then hopefully “study” later with had taken one look at Derek reading quietly in his top bunk and then giggled and whispered to Stiles, “Wow, your roommate’s hot.” 

This is a tragedy, because Stiles knows Derek is hot, okay, knows it like it’s been seared into his brain (Derek walking around in just a towel had practically given him an aneurysm, okay), but Derek hates him. Definitely is not interested in him, has ignored all of Stiles’ blatant flirting and obviously finds his constant rambling annoying. 

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