Posted 3 months ago

jemmasfitz:

"We feel like you can relate to the human aspect.  It’s hard to relate to a guy who’s a God because he’s a God.  We feel you can relate, in a different way, to the humans on the ground, in a world where these people exist.  The Battle of New York happened.  We saw aliens come out of the sky.  So, the world has changed.  What is it like to be a real person with no superpowers, in a world where people do have those powers?— Jed Whedon

(Source: jemhenstridge)

Posted 3 months ago
How many women do you see in this kitchen?

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patrickjaneteam:

They are perfect together!! :)
(not my edit)

patrickjaneteam:

They are perfect together!! :)

(not my edit)

Posted 3 months ago

So don’t be afraid to let them show
Your true colors
True colors are beautiful,

Like a rainbow.

(Source: oscarperformeridinamenzel)

Posted 4 months ago

OFFICIAL TUMBLR ANNOUNCMENT

rumplevonstiltskin:

The OUAT fandom is dead.

(Source: willlscarlet)

Posted 4 months ago

onceuponakatie:

The eternal thought of a writer.

(Source: frohdo)

Posted 4 months ago
Posted 4 months ago
sarroora:

guiltyhipster:

dannybird22:

guiltyhipster:

I have a headcanon that the Queen from Tangled is a huge bookworm like her daughter Rapunzel and that books are (or were) her escape. For eighteen years, her books distracted her from the pain of losing her only child. 

One step further:What if she also read stories to the children at orphanages because she wanted the feeling of reading to a child? Then one day a little boy said how much he loved the Tales of Flynnigan Rider. And she gave him that book because he was so sweet. He was so grateful that he promised that one day he would pay her back. And he did.

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

^^^^ I ACCEPT THIS HEADCANON AND THAT HEADCANON TO THE FULL EXTENT OF MY BRAIN’S CAPABILITY

sarroora:

guiltyhipster:

dannybird22:

guiltyhipster:

I have a headcanon that the Queen from Tangled is a huge bookworm like her daughter Rapunzel and that books are (or were) her escape. For eighteen years, her books distracted her from the pain of losing her only child. 

One step further:
What if she also read stories to the children at orphanages because she wanted the feeling of reading to a child? Then one day a little boy said how much he loved the Tales of Flynnigan Rider. And she gave him that book because he was so sweet. He was so grateful that he promised that one day he would pay her back. And he did.

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

^^^^ I ACCEPT THIS HEADCANON AND THAT HEADCANON TO THE FULL EXTENT OF MY BRAIN’S CAPABILITY