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lotoflivingtodo:

typac:

no thank you

GOOD FUCKING BYE TO THAT

lotoflivingtodo:

typac:

no thank you

GOOD FUCKING BYE TO THAT




rodneykong:

shoutout to me for still not having my driver’s license




WHAT IF N AVENGERS 2 STEVE JUST PICKS UP MJOLNIR (MYUMYU) AND HANDS IT TO THOR LIKE "NBD HERE BRO." I NEED THIS TO HAPPEN.

broadlybrazen:

oh. my. god. I NEED THIS SO MUCH.

so, avengers & co. are milling about post-skirmish, and everybody’s just gathering their shit together and regrouping

steve casually picks up mjolnir and helpfully hands it over to thor, and spends the next thirty minutes dealing with the complete emotional wreckage caused by this totally innocuous gesture

  • thor & loki: freaking out quietly but powerfully, with the kind of wide-eyed disbelief and unnatural stillness that promises a lot of yelling & booming thunder & green-tinged lightning as soon as they recover their wits
  • tony: prolonged hysterics over comms, just totally infuriated incomprehensible ranting. mjolnir has infuriated tony for ages - it’s a fucking fancy hunk of space rock, how does it fucking know who is worthy! how does it even determine what ‘worthiness’ constitutes! it’s an affront to science and dignity and american manhood, is what it is. and now steve rogers, who gets up tony’s nose more than anybody else he has ever met, just…picks up thor’s judgy magic god hammer like it’s nothing? tony is done. tony has no words. (that’s a lie: tony has ALL THE WORDS, and LOUDLY.)
  • clint: cracking up in the background and egging on tony’s  hysterics; this is the most fun he’s had all month
  • lady sif: her disbelief unnerves steve even more than thor & loki; he’s come to expect a certain level of weirdness and emotional melodrama from those two, but not sif. steve likes sif. she’s a badass warrior goddess, she’s great in a fight and she’s very nice. one time they were training together and she even let him hold her glaive! they’re totally bros. warrior bros. but now she’s just staring and it’s freaking him out.
  • natasha: suspected all along that steve could, but to have it confirmed…she quietly loses it, tucks herself in against steve’s side and giggles helplessly into his shoulder; she’s not surprised,  it’s just…a small part of her is still waiting for steve to undercut her faith in him. but steve, annoying golden bastard that he is, keeps proving her right about him, and she doesn’t know what to do with that. (steve just looks down at her helplessly; he always likes hearing her laugh but this loss of composure unnerves him more than anything else.)
  • sam & bruce: mystified. utterly mystified. hulk just blinks and sam dryly congratulates steve on his amazing hammer-lifting prowess.
  • jane: rushes at steve, almost tripping over herself in her excitement and getting all up in steve’s personal space as she pokes mjolnir and pokes steve, who actually leans back in a futile effort to escape the torrent of incomprehensible science babble
  • darcy: the only person in steve’s vicinity who (a) seems to understand the fuss and (b) doesn’t seem unduly put out by it. steve finds this tentatively reassuring right up until she grins widely, makes at least five filthy jokes about his inner purity, and asks for a fistbump.

sif is the first one to finally pull herself together and explain the whole ‘worthy of mjolnir’ thing; steve doesn’t even know where to look or what to do, he just goes bright red and stammers, while natasha giggles even harder and tony’s voice climbs up another octave

sam, perched on hulk’s shoulder and listening with increasing amusement, starts cracking up and actually tumbles right off while steve stares at him with betrayal writ large across his face, ET TU, SAM?, and sam is now laughing so hard he’s actually gasping for breath

(bucky hears about it last, after the initial furor dies down, and he just grins at steve, bright and knowing and unsurprised. steve hasn’t seen that smile in years; the whole day’s embarrassment, including tony’s continued muttered ranting, is worth it for that alone)



teamfreesnuggles:

daenerys targaryen is everything i aspire to be in life




tacgnol:

cats are so fucking pointless i want 10,000




lilyliqueur:

kkkkai:

lunapics:

awwww-cute:

Wife is a vet— her patient is a bit concerned

Kitty is just trying to start a musical number!

HE HAD IT COMING!

OMFG. 

lilyliqueur:

kkkkai:

lunapics:

awwww-cute:

Wife is a vet— her patient is a bit concerned

Kitty is just trying to start a musical number!

HE HAD IT COMING!

OMFG. 




1 day after the episode: i miss allison argent
2 weeks later: i miss allison argent
3 months later: i miss allison argent
1 year later: i miss allison argent
5 years later: i miss allison argent
on my death bed at 95 years old: i miss allison argent



musedotmuoffcial:

Things that unite Europe







pansypanters:

solar-tsunami:

fuckingwhoremouth:

sheepyichigo:

kylerspears:

I’ll stop the world and smelt with you

jesus christ

Wasn’t expecting that

True love is world domination and that is beautiful

This is the best relationship to have hands down,

pansypanters:

solar-tsunami:

fuckingwhoremouth:

sheepyichigo:

kylerspears:

I’ll stop the world and smelt with you

jesus christ

Wasn’t expecting that

True love is world domination and that is beautiful

This is the best relationship to have hands down,




queergladers:

queergladers:

。◕‿◕。




officialprincewilliam:

are you sick of washing your underpants every goddamned week? i should fucking hope so what a pain in the ass. wouldn’t you like to just not worry about washing your grimy undies for a whole shitstain-free year? well stick a dryer sheet up my butt because you’re in luck. for just 4,000 motherfucking dollars you can forget about touching that ass-cloth for 365 glorious days. every day is a fresh new day for your hairy butt cheeks. and once 2015 rolls around, you’ll have a years worth of dirty underwear to wash you piece of shit.

officialprincewilliam:

are you sick of washing your underpants every goddamned week? i should fucking hope so what a pain in the ass. wouldn’t you like to just not worry about washing your grimy undies for a whole shitstain-free year? well stick a dryer sheet up my butt because you’re in luck. for just 4,000 motherfucking dollars you can forget about touching that ass-cloth for 365 glorious days. every day is a fresh new day for your hairy butt cheeks. and once 2015 rolls around, you’ll have a years worth of dirty underwear to wash you piece of shit.




Inspired by (x)




Ian Gallagher throughout the seasons




the-inspired-lesbian:

Love & Lesbians♡

the-inspired-lesbian:

Love & Lesbians♡