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morristibbs:

IF SOMEONE IS SCARED OF SPIDERS OR BUGS DONT FUCKING PICK ONE UP AND WALK TOWARDS THEM WITH IT YOU ARENT FUCKING FUNNY YOU’RE A GODDAMN ASSHOLE

(via duomochoa)

kickingshoes: Basically

swingsetindecember:

detectivebuttcop:

swingsetindecember:

nialllovesnathan:

swingsetindecember:

i guess they did cast the best matt for the role. stephen lunsford is a sexist creeper

oh my god could you guys please stfu and stop trying to troll stephen its pathetic. Why don’t you focus your anti men anger on someone who deserves it like chris brown or tim tebow

case in point. don’t know if you’re aware or not, but being a sexist misogynist is not only for men who brutalize women with their fists. but kudos on joining their ranks with missing the point. another man taken down by the harsh barbs of feminism. misandry at it’s finest 

Oh, tumblr user nialllovesnathan. Sweet, shining angel from inside a muffin tin, your wrongness is like a rainbow stretched from one end of the land to the other, its light a shining beacon to all who glance towards this stormcloud of scolding.

I find it inspiring. Truly, I do.

you always have the best ways with words

stileses:

Stiles wearing Scott’s dress shirt after post-homecoming sex  (◡‿◡✿)

(via gaywolf)

witch-breed:

do you ever stop and think

wow

DreamWorks actually went on and rescheduled the whole goddamn movie

just because they wanted Dylan O’Brien

that is how goddamn talented he is

(via kickasscookieeater)

carry-on-my-wayward-butt: HEY CAN WE DO THE WORLD A FAVOR AND QUIT FAKING SHIT LIKE THIS SOME JERKASSES WILL ACTUALLY BELIEVE IT AND CAUSE A GODDAMNED RIOT YAHOO ISN’T GOING TO DELETE BLOGS YAHOO HAS NO CONTROL OVER THE BLOGS THE T&C REMAIN THE SAME NOBODY WILL DELETE BLOGS BECAUSE OF “FANDOM CONTENT,” “SHIPPING,” OR “DEVIANT BEHAVIORS SUCH AS HOMOSEXUALITY” QUIT TRYING TO SPREAD LIES ABOUT THEM HOLY SHIT THAT’S CALLED SLANDER YOU FRICKING MORONS THEY SAVED TUMBLR FROM GOING UNDER AND NOTHING IS CHANGING SO STOP BEING ASSHOLES
brakes: professortennant: brakes: fairywine answered: Little Cas and Dean together, with babysitter!Sam? PLEASE MAKE THIS HAPPEN! “GIMME BACK MY ANGEL!!!!!”“Dean, Cas isn’t a commodity! And you can have him back when you—OW, STOP THAT!!!!” “Dean! You can play with Cas when you stop pulling on his wings.” Cas sniffled into Sam’s shoulder and peered down at Dean who was tugging uselessly on the leash Sam had to wrap around him. He kept wandering off and tugging little Castiel around with him, determined to help him feed the ducks. Dean stopped his war with the leash to glare and pout at Sam the only way a child can.  “Sam, Cas likes it! He told me so!” Sam sighed and knelt down, letting Castiel’s feet touch the floor and let his wings flutter to the side. “Cas? Is that true?” Cas shyly ducked his head. “I like it sometimes but,” he stopped to glare at Dean, his tiny wings ruffling angrily. “Dean! Sometimes you pull too hard an’ it hurts.” Cas felt his eyes water a little and he burrowed his head into Sam’s jacket. All of Dean’s fight when out of him and he looked helplessly at Sam. Sam pulled a face that looked like he smelled something nasty and also looked like an ‘I-told-you-so’ was on the horizon. Dean hated when Sam was right. He shuffled up to his angel and stroked a hand down Cas’ wings before resting on his back. “‘m sorry, Cas. I won’t touch your wings no more.” Castiel’s head whipped around and glared at Dean. “No!” He blushed and shuffled even closer to Dean so there was very little space between them. “I like when you touch, just don’t tug, ‘kay?” Dean nodded vigorously and reached around to hug his friend. He laughed when Castiel’s wings fluttered happily and knocked Dean around the ears. Dean reached for the second harness at the end of Sam’s stupid kid leash and hooked Castiel into the restraint before grabbing his angel’s hand. He looked up at Sam. “C’mon, Sammy! Ducks!” Sam’s mouth was hanging open and he felt the two little monsters in his care tug at the leash. Cas looked up at him, tugging on his leash. “Come, Sam. Dean and I must provide for the ducklings! It’s the rules.” Dean grinned and high-fived his friend before they both wrapped pudgy hands around the red harness and pulled. Between the two of them, they managed to get Sam walking towards the lake. Sam just shook his head, baffled at the strange relationship between the baby angel and Dean. Kids these days. WOW I DIDN’T THINK IT WAS POSSIBLE TO DIE FROM CUTE BUT THERE YOU GO