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Chromobacterium Violaceum

Welcome Humans.
My name is Manuela. This is my blog.

Here I will blog about whatever the hell I want because, well, it's my blog. The things I normally blog about are:

My fandoms
Movies
Books I love or am currently reading
Cute animals
Things I think are funny
Random things
FROZEN
My current musical obsession aka LORDE bc JFC THAT IS ONE TALENTED HUMAN


Apr 19 '14

estrangedlestrange:

In his arms was a living breathing human. Well…not a human to be exact, half human, half Time Lord and one hundred percent one of a kind. The Doctor was sitting in the TARDIS kitchen staring at the little girl just thinking. He had been a father before, he had seen his children die, he had caused his children’s deaths and yet somehow he was a father again. Vaguely he heard Rose in the background as she moved around the kitchen preparing a bottle for the baby but for once the little blonde and yellow human was not at the forefront of his mind.

How had he let this happen, the Doctor wondered. It had all started with asking twice, he supposed. Then there was her smile with her tongue sticking out from between her teeth, then there was the hand holding and more hugs. Then a kiss. Then…and now a baby girl. 

His blue eyes were staring so deeply at the baby and his mind was so deep in thought that the Doctor did not sense Rose come up behind him. She placed both her hands on his shoulder and kissed him on his check. As she pulled away she whispered into his ear, “I know what you’re thinking, Doctor. You’re gonna do great.”

(Source: fuckyeahecclesex)

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Apr 19 '14

shadowwolf727:

perchu:

alexiantoinette:

perchu:

calypso-oswald:

perchu:

yea-nah:

vio-and-his-tupla:

karetahana:

thisdefineswhoiam:

this just happened on my dash… 

it happend again

How can you hate on cookies though?? Like, in any form?? They’re FUCKING COOKIES BRO!!!

don’t let the anti-moreos guy see this either

wait for it he has sources

hi

 he’s here

hell yeah im here and im ready to whoop your substantially corrupt minds back into fucking place

You’re like 15 dude you ain’t about to whoop anyone’s ass

I have the power of skeleton memes on my side, what do you  have?  tom hiddystan? bendelick mumberdun? doctor when??? yeah

This is literally the most beautiful post on Tumblr

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Apr 19 '14

dykeprivilege:

muchymozzarella:

afunnyfeminist:

ghastderp:

i love sir patrick stewart more with each passing day.

See, guys. This is how you do it. Notice the words “Not all men are like that” are never spoken.

He knows men are like that

his father was like that to his mother

he has experienced the pain firsthand, of what it’s like when men are like that

and he never wants men to be like that again and he fights tooth and nail against the men who are still like that

And moreover, he acknowledges his privilege [as an older white male who is famous/well known] and uses it to speak up. He knows what he is, and he never has to say he’s not like those men he fights against—he never says it, his actions speak loud enough for everyone else to see it. 

Sir Patrick Stewart, everyone.

(Source: that-darned-sock)

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Apr 19 '14

coryloftis:

Paintings I did for the song sequence “For the First Time in Forever”.  So much fun trying to get these to feel like real paintings for an animated world!

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Apr 19 '14
fat-batman:

ONCE WHEN I WAS LIKE 8 WE WENT TO BRITISH COLOMBIA AND MY BROTHER THREW SEEDS ALL OVER ME AND MY DAD TOOK THIS PICTURE AND IVE BEEN LAUGHING FOR 487589437 YEARS

fat-batman:

ONCE WHEN I WAS LIKE 8 WE WENT TO BRITISH COLOMBIA AND MY BROTHER THREW SEEDS ALL OVER ME AND MY DAD TOOK THIS PICTURE AND IVE BEEN LAUGHING FOR 487589437 YEARS

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Apr 19 '14
dannyrandy:

i am constantly amazed by straight dudes but not in like a good way

dannyrandy:

i am constantly amazed by straight dudes but not in like a good way

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Apr 19 '14
larehl:

something that i think we forget sometimes

larehl:

something that i think we forget sometimes

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Apr 19 '14
kirkadoo:

The moment that viewers in 94 countries screamed Peter Capaldi’s name in unison/

kirkadoo:

The moment that viewers in 94 countries screamed Peter Capaldi’s name in unison/

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Apr 19 '14

theadventuresofholmesandwatson:

itssexualhour:

so my boyfriend and I tried roleplaying the other day and we did the whole “professor and bad student who needs to pass” thing, only he wanted to be the professor, so I had to be the horny and failing student. I’m the valedictorian of my senior class of 400 and I have a horrible phobia of flunking, so when he whispered “you’re failing my class, you naughty girl” in my ear, I started crying and we had to stop

all I see is Hermione and Ron

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Apr 19 '14
Developing the ability to piss other people off (or even to RISK pissing them off) without knuckling under is pretty much the Holy Grail of emotionally abused kids, I think. We are programmed to respond at the first sign of displeasure, and we don’t have the faith in ourselves and our decisions to weather the storm– or even a mild sprinkle– so we tend to freak out as if the world was ending if a cloud crosses the sun. We freak out about the possibility that we’re wrong, that we’re doing the wrong things, that we’re making the wrong choices, that we’ll make someone angry, because there’s this awful certainty lurking at the back of our minds that says “If you do the wrong thing, you will be in TROUBLE.” And being in TROUBLE is the worst thing, ever, because that part of our brain is forever three years old where our parents are our whole world and being in TROUBLE is the end of everything.

It takes a lot of practice to gain that sort of gut-level knowledge that we’re strong enough to handle this stuff and that the world doesn’t end if someone else is angry at us. It’s not an innate quality that some people have and some don’t; people who grow up in non-abusive homes learn it when they’re young, is all, and the rest of us have to learn it when we’re grown up. And it sucks, and it’s not fair, and it’s not fun, but there’s no getting around it, and you can do it, you CAN.

You can piss people off.

You can be wrong.

You can fuck up.

You can do stuff that everyone thinks is weird.

AND IT IS ALL OKAY. The world won’t end. You will still be a good person. And the likelihood is that most of the things you do WON’T be wrong, and WON’T piss people off, and WON’T be up-fuckery, and WON’T be weird, but if it is? The hell with it; fix it, if necessary, and move on.

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