kawaiianimejesus:

captain-boomerang:

captain-boomerang:

check out this periodic table

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I have made a lot of bad jokes but this is still probably my greatest hit

omfg

eeames:

TIME TRAVELLING DEREK AU (PART 5) - ”I think we all should call our Derek ‘Big Brother D’.” In which Mini D is guiltily thankful that this universe is not his, that the Argents will not be burning his home down, and that he’s not doomed to this Derek’s lonely life and empty loft with three pieces of furniture (that is, if he counts the sofa-bed twice).

“I used to be picked on high school. People were like ‘you look Jason Priestly!’ And I think I was like really overweight when I was in ninth grade high school. People were telling me if Leonardo DiCaprio was to ever get fat I was probably what he would look like.”

Stiles in Season 4 trailer


» [2/50] photos of Ian McKellen and Patrick Stewart

» [2/50] photos of Ian McKellen and Patrick Stewart

striders:

every group of friends has a mom friend and if u dont have one then u are the mom friend

"Dress codes assume that it’s male students whose learning needs to be protected – and adult males who need protection from themselves. What girls need doesn’t rate consideration." -

Enforcing school dress codes teaches girls to be ashamed, not ‘modest’ | Jessica Valenti | Comment is free | theguardian.com (via veruca-assault)

Exactly.

(via mzchristie)

foreverblue-navy:

heart as black as night sterek fanfiction by thepsychicclam
In 1924, Stiles stumbles into one of the many speakeasies in New York, where he meets Cora, a glamorous jazz singer, and her brother Derek, a bootlegger.

foreverblue-navy:

heart as black as night sterek fanfiction by thepsychicclam

In 1924, Stiles stumbles into one of the many speakeasies in New York, where he meets Cora, a glamorous jazz singer, and her brother Derek, a bootlegger.

My family is from Nigeria, and my full name is Uzoamaka, which means “The road is good.” Quick lesson: My tribe is Igbo, and you name your kid something that tells your history and hopefully predicts your future. So anyway, in grade school, because my last name started with an A, I was the first in roll call, and nobody ever knew how to pronounce it. So I went home and asked my mother if I could be called Zoe. I remember she was cooking, and in her Nigerian accent she said, “Why?” I said, “Nobody can pronounce it.” Without missing a beat, she said, “If they can learn to say Tchaikovsky and Michelangelo and Dostoyevsky, they can learn to say Uzoamaka.”