zeldathemes
PIzza is my business

KT, 21, college...something. Loves Marvel's Agents of SHIELD, ACD’s Sherlock Holmes, Elementary, Harry Potter, The Hunger Games, The Avengers (and all of the fandoms therein), SPN, Bates Motel, my bestie, my sister’s face, and the cockblocking ocean, among other things.

nevillegonnagiveuup:

endless list of films with gorgeous visuals → Treasure Planet (2002)

Dang it, Jim. I’m an astronomer, not a doctor! I mean, I am a doctor, but I’m not that kind of doctor. I have a doctorate, it’s not the same thing. You can’t help people with a doctorate. You just sit there and you’re useless!

  #treasure planet    #aka that one time i had a crush on jogo levitt before i even knew who he was    #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry  
hey what is the gif of sebastian stan crying from?

hellotailor:

you’re gonna have to narrow it down a bit

  #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry  

cloud-pixie:

feferiden:

gingerhaze:

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This is the realest shit

You don’t even know

  #about me    #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry  

inspired by [x]

  #marvel    #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry  

whedonverseappreciation:

Whedonverse Appreciation | Zoe Washburne
 - [3/4] Zoe/Wash Interactions

Shindig [2]

  #firefly    #s t o p    #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry  

sheep-girl:

teenage girls actually have to go through a lot of bullshit and the fact that it’s considered cool to make fun of them for being upset or emotional is kind of gross

  #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry  
amortentiafashion:

thepostmodernpottercompendium:

Children. They were teaching children. 
Rowena, Godric, Salazar; they tended to forget that. They saw young minds, young acolytes - eyes that would look up to them. Not innocence. Not childish wonder.
Toughen them, said Godric.
Make them smart, said Rowena.
And ambitious, above all, said Salazar.
But war and the real world; that was not where children belonged. Aye, they would belong one day, but it was not their part to turn them cruel, make them hard, make their eyes dart sideways always looking for ways to twist the world to further their own ends. They were to protect them. Shield them from the worst so that some good, some kindness would find its way into an ever darkening world. To give them weapons and teach them how to use them, but never tell them that those weapons were their only hope.
She’d seen in all the battles she’d rode out to just how dark the world could be. Was it not their duty to bring light into this world? To fight darkness with light; not with more darkness - with divisiveness and strife and hatred?
I will take them all, she said. 
I will protect the ones you will not. I will save them. I will give them a home. They will be the last rays of all that is good in this world. I will teach them kindness. I will teach them loyalty. I will teach them selflessness. 
I will teach them how to be the backbone, the heart of this world. I will teach them how to stand steadfast, when all hope is lost. 
I will teach them how to be human, to be more than just one single word.
No, she knew, theirs would not be an easy path, or a glorious one. They would have no songs. No great tales in books. No laurels. No consolation, no thanks.
But they would be the reason why, when the darkness finally came, all of them in all their different colours would stand shoulder to shoulder and draw their wands as brothers in arms.
Not for achievements. Not for trophies. Not for power. 
For goodness. For hope.
And when the time came for them to choose the words that would forever guide the children that would come to them, Helga smiled and engraved, upon a bronze plaque, these words:
Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus.
(But her students remembered a very different set of words. Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.)
(Helga Hufflepuff requested by boney-eyes-jefferson)

#and this my friends is why no one is quite sure what a hufflepuff really is #the answer is: everyone #they come in a million different shapes and sizes #they could be braver than gryffindors #and more cunning and more ambitious than slytherins #even smarter than ravenclaws #but they all come to hufflepuff #and there learn to be loyal and fair and goodhearted #and that quite possibly #is why hufflepuff has hardly any dark witches and wizards #because they have learnt how to be the very last line of defense #before chaos takes over the world #and this #THIS is the sleeping dragon you do not tickle #because if they can’t protect the earth you can be damned well sure they’ll avenge it

amortentiafashion:

thepostmodernpottercompendium:

Children. They were teaching children

Rowena, Godric, Salazar; they tended to forget that. They saw young minds, young acolytes - eyes that would look up to them. Not innocence. Not childish wonder.

Toughen them, said Godric.

Make them smart, said Rowena.

And ambitious, above all, said Salazar.

But war and the real world; that was not where children belonged. Aye, they would belong one day, but it was not their part to turn them cruel, make them hard, make their eyes dart sideways always looking for ways to twist the world to further their own ends. They were to protect them. Shield them from the worst so that some good, some kindness would find its way into an ever darkening world. To give them weapons and teach them how to use them, but never tell them that those weapons were their only hope.

She’d seen in all the battles she’d rode out to just how dark the world could be. Was it not their duty to bring light into this world? To fight darkness with light; not with more darkness - with divisiveness and strife and hatred?

I will take them all, she said. 

I will protect the ones you will not. I will save them. I will give them a home. They will be the last rays of all that is good in this world. I will teach them kindness. I will teach them loyalty. I will teach them selflessness.

I will teach them how to be the backbone, the heart of this world. I will teach them how to stand steadfast, when all hope is lost. 

I will teach them how to be human, to be more than just one single word.

No, she knew, theirs would not be an easy path, or a glorious one. They would have no songs. No great tales in books. No laurels. No consolation, no thanks.

But they would be the reason why, when the darkness finally came, all of them in all their different colours would stand shoulder to shoulder and draw their wands as brothers in arms.

Not for achievements. Not for trophies. Not for power.

For goodness. For hope.

And when the time came for them to choose the words that would forever guide the children that would come to them, Helga smiled and engraved, upon a bronze plaque, these words:

Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus.

(But her students remembered a very different set of words. Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.)

(Helga Hufflepuff requested by boney-eyes-jefferson)

  #hp    #hufflepuff pride yo    #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry  

roachpatrol:

imagine steve rogers finding out people were saying that girls and women shouldn’t wear captain america merchandise and uploading a youtube video of him that consists of like seven minutes of him reading the stupid comments out loud in silly voices and laughing

  #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry  
  #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry  

sectumsempera:

stranger-touch:

So no one told you life was gonna be this way

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Your job’s a joke

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You’re broke

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Your love life’s DOA!

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It’s like your always stuck in second gear

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When it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month, or even your year but….

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I’ll be there for you! When the rain starts to pour

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I’ll be there for you! Like I’ve been there before

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I’ll be there for you! 

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Cause’ you’re there for me too….

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sobbing

  #friends    #no    #queue wouldn't like me when I'm angry