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A bunch of things I like, mostly anime and corgis. :3 Icon credit goes to the amazing inkblotsandillusions here on tumblr

trisarahdactyl:

michaelceratops:

osointricate:

I wonder what President Lincoln would think about there being a movie about him killing vampires. 

“whats a movie”

#’fuck you im not going into another theater’


Shingeki no Kyojin | Concept Art -> Final Result 1/?


bleach volume covers 37-45


alpacassosg:

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OMG! THIS IS TOO AMAZING!!! <3 <3 <3

photo credit to: yuumei@dA


Ichiruki or Ichihime.
 » Asked by anonymous.

driimr:

Look, I made him fabulous.
Silly colouring effects ftw

driimr:

Look, I made him fabulous.

Silly colouring effects ftw


Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand. 

…and once I had her hand, I never wanted to let go of her. 


keurosaki:


"You could have died." 
She pretends that he hasn’t caught her off-guard, both with his comment and the roughness of his voice. He sounds so serious. He is so serious. Then again, he has killed today, Rukia suddenly remembers. 
"Ichigo—" 
"Don’t do it again." 
Rukia doesn’t tell him that there is no way for her to promise him that. Instead, she lays one hand against his chest, where his heart should be. She feels the beats thudding against her palm, the life there underneath her fingertips, and she tells him with her eyes that she could never be sorry, that she would make that leap in front of him—Riruka or no—one thousand times over if need be. 
Just to keep this heart beating. 

{ &amp; all these differences. }

keurosaki:

"You could have died."

She pretends that he hasn’t caught her off-guard, both with his comment and the roughness of his voice. He sounds so serious. He is so serious. Then again, he has killed today, Rukia suddenly remembers.

"Ichigo—"

"Don’t do it again."

Rukia doesn’t tell him that there is no way for her to promise him that. Instead, she lays one hand against his chest, where his heart should be. She feels the beats thudding against her palm, the life there underneath her fingertips, and she tells him with her eyes that she could never be sorry, that she would make that leap in front of him—Riruka or no—one thousand times over if need be.

Just to keep this heart beating.

& all these differences. }


omgtsunsama:

i’ve been burning for you so long

hold on - colbie caillat


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