Harry would be the kind of boyfriend who’s shoulder would be perfect to fall asleep on because he’s probably so soft and warm and he would look down at you with a little smirk on his face and he’d press his lips to the top of your head and start to hum a soft song while he put his arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer so you could sleep more comfortably

And the faith of the world and humanity rests upon the Winchesters. Just another day at the office.

dragonboagies:

How Animals Eat Their Food

I have been howling for like five minutes ahhahaa aha the lizard

Finn leaves his phone in one of the many cabs in New York.

anonynaila:

subvertcliche:

mello-dramatic:

Everyone who reblogs this will get the title of a book to read based on their bio/posts.

Everyone. I mean it.

THIS IS THE BEST POST

I HAVE EVER SEEN

EVER

they really do mean everyone

itsleviooosah:

and on the eighth day God created pizza and the Harries twins

Clara + her tea mug

ohsnappayzer:

mygaysarebetterthanyours:

thefemalehitch:

nailleddd itttttt

I cant stop watching this oh my god

The way his hair flops when he falls..

Jane Birkin on the set of La Piscine, 1968.