i need a Hulk movie with Mark Ruffalo in it please and thank you
When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday.
He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.
He eats every deep fried concoction possible.
When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.
Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.
“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”
Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.
Dean takes the bag, mystified.
“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.
did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels
i’m pumped, let’s kill a dude. a mix for when you’re pumped. and you want to kill a dude. [listen]
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I have twenty one hours of work left before vacation. As long as this stupid allergic reaction doesn’t incapacitate me, I will be so out of here by Tuesday morning.
Are you as over DW as I am? Currently taking refuge in classic Who until the Moffatt nightmare is over.
i am 100% done with DW until moffat is gone.
he is a giant bag of dicks.
(but like seriously he’s a lazy writer who can’t string together a plotline with any kind of emotional depth whatsoever and he passes off queer-baiting as being progressive and he clearly hates women and he can’t write complex men and let me tell you, as a bisexual lady, if i hear one more manic pixie dream girl companion mention the fact that she fancied a girl once but it was just a phase as a way to be sexy and interesting while still infantilizing herself i will probably put my head through a wall. the infanitlization of women has to stop. the queer-baiting and the bi-erasure has to stop. he is writing horrible characters and inconsistent characters and his men are no better than his women and it is EXHAUSTING to try to watch at all.)
QUESTION: frick/marry/hit on the nose with a rolled up newspaper: sam/steve/bucky
if we’re talking like WINTER SOLDIER bucky
then frick frack to Russia and back
from Russia with love, baby
and marry steve because
damn son, if he’s into that whole ‘gimme some marital time’ thing
then fricking fracking is happening a lot at that household lemme tell you
and i would probably boop sam on the nose with a newspaper
(but if we’re talkin bucky barnes bucky and not winter soldier bucky then i would totally boop bucky barnes on the nose with a newspaper and be like son let me explain to you a thing and that thing is that getting frozen means you wake up and you catch the communism so go to florida. take steve. the sunshine’ll be good for him.)
I think the Ravenclaw motto should be caw caw motherfuckers
I vote we change them all
hiss hiss motherfuckers
roar roar motherfuckers
is the one for hufflepuff missing cause they’re too polite to say motherfucker or cause nobody knows what a badger sounds like?
nobody has heard the hufflepuff war cry and survived
I'm not a shoulder to cry on, but I digress.
Tumblr, I am very very drunk. Talk to me!
Cat-shaped treats seem like a wonderful way to celebrate how much you like your feline friends. These treats are cat-shaped nerikiri, which is “a traditional Japanese sweet made by mixing shiro-an (sweetened white bean paste) with gyuhi (made of glutinous rice, similar to mochi but softer).” Caroline sculpts her nerikiri cats and kittens into various sizes and poses and then uses edible dyes to add distinguishing markings and fine details. She even makes little accessories for them, like tea sets and pillows for extra-comfy lounging.
Based on the effort that goes into making these sweets, it seems likely that Caroline’s family probably has at least one real life cat of their own and we’re guessing it leads a wonderfully spoiled life.
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YOU DO NOT DO THAT.