1. A Guide To Hannibal

    (Source: superwholock-johnlock, via winnibal)

     

  2. angels-and-elves:

    A basic summary of NBC’s Hannibal

    (via winnibal)

     

  3. angelwingkayla:

    …a glass of Vino?

    (via winnibal)

     


  4. pertlattimers:

    my next door neighbours have been blasting the same shitty album 3 times in a row all morning and afternoon so I may have just rammed my laptop volume up to full, opened the back door and played this to the whole street (they turned their stereo off)

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  5. a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

    savethewales:

    aglassfullofhappiness:

    your sugar sits untouched;: xekstrin: milkydayy: i know everyones freaking out about yahoo buying…

    xekstrin:

    milkydayy:

    i know everyones freaking out about yahoo buying tumblr but maybe just maybe its the beggining of something

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    “I know things are stressful right now, but trust me, by the end of the month you won’t even remember that scruffy hipster’s name,” Yahoo promised Tumblr, noting all the unnecessary reblog-as-links, the flawed tag system, the general chaos. This poor girl needed a doctor. She didn’t even know she was being mistreated. Kissing her forehead on a whim, she felt the girl warm up under her hands.

    Tears welled up in Tumblr’s eyes, though she was obviously doing her best to fight them. “Can you promise me?” she asked, voice thick. “Please promise me that you won’t try to change me?”

    “You won’t change. I just want to help, you, T. You have to trust me.”

    She gripped Yahoo’s sleeves, a sudden fierceness masking her anxiety. “Promise me,” she said. No— she demanded.

    Even though right now all she wanted was to hold T tight, she knew she had to tread delicately here. Change was frightening, even for less volatile sites. She could only imagine how T felt, being traded off like a common toy. “I promise,” Yahoo said, cradling T’s face between her palms so that their eyes met. She hoped her sincerity could somehow be transmitted through their locked gaze, that T could see how much she valued her, how much she wanted to protect her. “I swear on my life.”

    She could tell T didn’t believe her. As crushing as that was, though, she would just have to prove to her through actions, not words, that their union would be for the best.

    WHAT

    THIS WEBSITE I STG

    THIS IS WHY I LOVE TUMBLR

    (via silvysartfulness)

     

  6. mirandaadria:

    stfuconservatives:

    aknightlight:

    jackpowerx:

    acornfarm:

    defilerwyrm:

    AHAHAHA NOT QUITE, OP, NOT QUITE

    FUCKING NAILED IT

    A+ commentary!

    THANK YOU

    I had seen the original making the rounds. Glad to see it got a proper rebuttal.

    WELL.

    (Source: flowers-for-mr-ukki, via silvysartfulness)

     


  7. partybarackisinthehousetonight:

    mermaidpirate:

    partybarackisinthehousetonight:

    if you’re ever feeling lazy just remember that the ancient greeks believed their gods lived on top of a very climbable hill but no one even bothered to check

    Did you really just call Mount Olympus a hill?

    sorry. BIG hill

    (via megphail)

     


  8. STOP!! Things I need om my dash

    fuckyougotlokid:

    - Hannibal
    - Being human
    - Lee pace
    - Bofur
    - The hobbit
    - Lord of the rings
    - AND HANNIBAL I need more of that

    please reblog it and i will follow you
    I will look at the first 50 blogs

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  9. shawarmababy:

    can i just?

    (via reducto1)

     

  10. rainbrolly:

    sometimes one, sometimes the other

    sometimes both

    photos by mineapostasy

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