Some of the stuff you'll see here: Harry Potter, Keane, Gale Harold, Queer as Folk, Dr. Who, White Collar, Catfish, The Walking Dead, American Horror Story, True Detective, Gordon Ramsay, Supernatural, Game of Thrones, Hunger Games, Random funny stuff, pretty photography. I sometimes make my own gifs and/or graphics.

 

doubleadrivel:

weliveonfiction:

flatbear:

cumberbitch-in-a-tardis:

marin-fluently-sarcastic:

counterpunches:

Gordon Ramsay is my favorite.

i just want to hug all of them

Fun story. I cooked for this dude, once. I did my kitchen apprenticeship at the family-style restaurant of one of New Zealand’s premiere chefs, and he knew Ramsay really well. He was in New Zealand for a few weeks, and Martin brought him by the restaurant to check it out. It was right on the beach, fucking gorgeous. I was the only one there (apprentice = bitch work = 4am starting shifts), and they asked me to whip up some breakfast for them. It was SUPER simple, fried fish, eggs cooked in bread, sausages. He was incredibly gracious and kind, asked me to join them (I couldn’t, too much work to do, so they sat at the kitchen window so they could talk to me), and was super interested in hearing about my english grandma, who had taught me how to cook. I won’t hear a single bad word against this man, for all of his kitchen hysterics, he treated me like an equal.

gordon ramsay fandom

If you’re not in the Gordon Ramsay fandom you’re wrong.

(Source: gordonramsaygifs)

cyborglovesong:

How to be evil:

  1. Call everyone a fool.

HAHA. I do this all the time. I just need to add the ‘villain voice’ in.

(Source: disneydeviants)


It was a student who gave me Francis. One Spring afternoon I discovered a bowl on my desk, just a few inches of clear water in it. Floating on the surface was a flower petal. As I watched, it sank. Just when it reached the bottom, it transformed into a wee fish. It was beautiful magic, wondrous to the behold. The flower petal had come from a lily, your mother. The day I came downstairs, the day the bowl was empty, was the day your mother…

It was a student who gave me Francis. One Spring afternoon I discovered a bowl on my desk, just a few inches of clear water in it. Floating on the surface was a flower petal. As I watched, it sank. Just when it reached the bottom, it transformed into a wee fish. It was beautiful magic, wondrous to the behold. The flower petal had come from a lily, your mother. The day I came downstairs, the day the bowl was empty, was the day your mother…

wishuponaflame:

do you know what is has done caused me to retreat into a hole of feels and hide because this is just too much …. lily 

wishuponaflame:

do you know what is has done caused me to retreat into a hole of feels and hide because this is just too much …. lily