Fifthwheeltwin

20, Norwegian.
Welcome to the reblog central, I reblog EVERYTHING. Almost.
I have NO shame.

Fangirling all the way to Hogwarts and back.


Ask me anything  
Reblogged from amathophilia
  • me: *wakes up*
  • me: wheres my phone
  • me: *rips off blankets*
  • me: *hears loud thud*
  • me: there it is
Reblogged from fullmetalpipscream

fullmetalpipscream:

I’M LAUGHING BC THAT’S EXACTLY HOW I FEEL ABOUT SCHOOL NOW

(via randomingoftherandomness)

Reblogged from saucefactory

saucefactory:

Shipping is so weird. I vacillate between spouting millions of words of meaningful meta and going: “thEY fuCkIn”.

(via randomingoftherandomness)

Reblogged from chrisevans-sexualfrustrations

chrisevans-sexualfrustrations:

The bigger point that I think people are missing is that Chris is not confused, but laughs, when he gets called a dorito, which means CHRIS knows you guys call him a dorito.

(via theappleppielifestyle)

Reblogged from cindermella

xicecoldx:

cindermella:

this is painfully accurate.

This is so true it hurts

(via theappleppielifestyle)

Reblogged from robin-scherbatsky

thetorontokid:

robin-scherbatsky:

shout-out to that tumblr user that you can’t believe follows you

image

(via maybe-im-alive)

Reblogged from onac911

dani-phandomz:

overdramatictoast:

onac911:

Requested Hulk as Harry Potter

i will never NOT reblog this omg

THE SORTING HAT

(via sloth-pool)

Reblogged from uniqueurlthatisntveryunique

harrisdavid912:

I don’t want to go down with my ship. I want my ship to go down on each other.

(Source: uniqueurlthatisntveryunique, via frozenmusings)

Reblogged from tastefullyoffensive
Reblogged from lil-bit-ghei
thatthinginyourshoe:

lil-bit-ghei:

lil-bit-ghei:

"What were you wearing?"
I wore a red dress to work today. It has a zipper at either side of my chest that can unzip and reveal a thin strip of skin. A coworker, without warning, tried pulling at the zipper and when it wouldn’t zip, instead revealed a good portion of my collarbone and shoulder as well as my bra strap. An hour later, the same coworker came up and told me to not wear clothes with zippers because he’ll go right ahead and unzip them. I shot back that unzipping me without my permission is sexual harassment. Apparently a manager heard and berated my coworker. At the end of my shift, my coworker told me that my little comment got him in trouble and that he no longer feels comfortable saying anything to me other than “hello” and “goodbye.”
I am supposed to feel guilty for pointing out that he can’t lay his fucking hands on me.

So I wore the infamous dress at work yesterday and ANOTHER MALE COWORKER DECIDED TO PULL AT ONE OF MY FUCKING ZIPPERS.We were surrounded by other (also male) coworkers (that did nothing) and I swatted his hand away while promptly informing him that he didn’t have permission to touch me.
He then asked, since he knows I cosplay, if it would be any different if I wore a revealing costume. I gave him a dirty look and told him that no matter what *I* decide to wear, no one is allowed “to lay a finger on me unless they want my foot up their ass.”
Being that I’m quite professional at work, they were all surprised by my language and the ferocity with which I spat my promise.

you fucking go girl

thatthinginyourshoe:

lil-bit-ghei:

lil-bit-ghei:

"What were you wearing?"

I wore a red dress to work today. It has a zipper at either side of my chest that can unzip and reveal a thin strip of skin. A coworker, without warning, tried pulling at the zipper and when it wouldn’t zip, instead revealed a good portion of my collarbone and shoulder as well as my bra strap. An hour later, the same coworker came up and told me to not wear clothes with zippers because he’ll go right ahead and unzip them. I shot back that unzipping me without my permission is sexual harassment. Apparently a manager heard and berated my coworker. At the end of my shift, my coworker told me that my little comment got him in trouble and that he no longer feels comfortable saying anything to me other than “hello” and “goodbye.”

I am supposed to feel guilty for pointing out that he can’t lay his fucking hands on me.

So I wore the infamous dress at work yesterday and ANOTHER MALE COWORKER DECIDED TO PULL AT ONE OF MY FUCKING ZIPPERS.
We were surrounded by other (also male) coworkers (that did nothing) and I swatted his hand away while promptly informing him that he didn’t have permission to touch me.

He then asked, since he knows I cosplay, if it would be any different if I wore a revealing costume. I gave him a dirty look and told him that no matter what *I* decide to wear, no one is allowed “to lay a finger on me unless they want my foot up their ass.”

Being that I’m quite professional at work, they were all surprised by my language and the ferocity with which I spat my promise.

you fucking go girl

(via sloth-pool)