Hi!

I'm Nikita,
I watch a lot of movies, fangirl over lots of shows, read a lot of books and I will post anything that makes me smile :)
My kik is nikita_morris if you want to chat with me!
  • I’m so exhausted and today was only the first day of training :’/

    September 29
    #oh god
    #8 hours is too long
    #kinda interesting
    #veeeeery repetitive
    #and the bus
    #an hour there and back
    #2 weeks to go
    #wish me luck
    #too flipping long
  • aeviternal-rat:

    fuckyeahlaughters:

    someone shopped the bike out of this .gif and I’m laughing so hard oh my god

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    CANT BREATHE

    (Source: disruptedoriginal, via findingmyway97)

  • drakeshairline:

    tequilaandtiramisu:

    A moment of silent for all those in retail this holiday season.

    this cartoon works at target clearly

    (Source: jarethgonzalez, via justwanttobefound)

  • vronboy:

    water-lesbians:

    fuckyeahragetoons:

    blowing up bridges 

    its looks like sonic ran across that bridge

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    (via hufflepufffpuffpass)

  • nochillzonebruh:

    defeatingexistence:

    clockmocker:

    A water balloon full of mercury hitting the ground (X)

    SCIENCE

    this is so calming to me not to see it explode

    (via findingmyway97)

  • dangit-jim:

    peachdoxie:

    st3fn:

    archangeltwoone:

    iamoceanic:

    doomed-morale:

    xcircleofdeathx:

    lickystickypickyshe:

    Every year in June, a brave group of daredevils in the city of Alesund, Norway stack up hundreds of wood pallets to a height of over 130 feet, which they then light on fire in celebration of Midsummer and John the Baptist’s birthday.

    Norway: where they build monuments and burn them because metal.

    vikings man…. 
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    only in my homeland.

    I thought it was going to be some inspirational art installation about teamwork and stuff BUT THEN IT WAS A PILLAR OF FIRE AND IT JUST GOT EPIC

    THE BEACONS ARE LIT

    THE BEACONS OF MINAS TIRITH ARE LIT

    GONDOR CALLS FOR AID

    (via tikistitch)

  • todust-togold:

    If there is a small set of rules everyone in any fandom, anywhere, should know about, it is this:

    1. Respect the actors’ private lives and their rights to be with their family and go into public spaces without being mobbed.
    2. Understand the actor is not the character
    3. Sometimes the ship isn’t canon and you will have to accept that. (Do not bring it up to the actors unless they ask, and even then be polite about it.)
    4. Do not
    5. Do not
    6. Do not try and show the actors fanfiction.

    (via sometimesthebestteacupischipped)

  • You Cannot Rest Here

    cacklefrendly:

    feelinranty:

    meeplol:

    Have you ever played a video game where you have to sleep to recover? They only let you do it if everything is safe. Otherwise they won’t let you sleep. You’ll get a message, saying “You cannot sleep now, there are monsters nearby.”

    Now, remember the last time you just couldn’t get to sleep?

    I do.

    Don’t you fuckin do this to me

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    (via tikistitch)

  • seanbeanisaredshirt:

    harokissmile:

    ksteeno:

    spoookyscary:

    After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.

    The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.

    The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.

    Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.

    Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”

    When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.

    Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”

    what did i just read

    Irish women are strong as fuck

    I’m Irish and I can conclude that we are motherfucking metal

    (via justwanttobefound)

  • lemopi:

    salsamanders:

    whoa we’re half way there

    what

    (Source: saladmanders, via rollnliketumbleweed)