The stupidest thing you can possibly say on Tumblr…

pikachucastiel:

supernaturalapocalypse:

super-who-locked-in:

allabitofablur:

vanconcastiel:

… is “Does the Supernatural fandom have a gif for THAT?” because all you wind up with is a gif and shame.

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oh my god seriously

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I love this fandom

ccchristyfung:

Sailor moon collection II

Pixiv id : sizh 

kdwalbring:

The art of shaving Dick.

iguanamouth:

a-ron-hubbard:

wifipasswords:

He looks like some kind of straight white boy mermaid

iguanamouth PLEASE MAKE THIS A THING

iguanamouth:

a-ron-hubbard:

wifipasswords:

He looks like some kind of straight white boy mermaid

iguanamouth PLEASE MAKE THIS A THING

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askstevetonyrogersstark:

stonygirl227

Steve couldn’t help but notice the resemblance. The boy was only a little older than his sons with blonde hair and impossibly huge honey coloured eyes. He was tall, taller than himself, and every line in his body was powerful and corded.
“So,” he said as he sat in the plastic chair at the boy’s bedside, “you’re my son?”
James gave a small, broken smile. “Yeah,” he said as he leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, fingers interlocked. “I don’t belong here.”
“Reed and my husband are doing everything they can to send you back, Son.” Steve promised.
James shrugged, “and until then? What? Are you going to keep me here?”
“I don’t know,” Steve said, “I have a life here, I’ve got two sons with my husband…who is your…your mother?”
James snorted, “Dad’d have a fit if he heard you call him that, Sir,” he said, “My other parent is Tony Stark, Director of SHIELD.”

Steve: Tony?

Tony: So we’re together in every dimension it seems.

Steve: And knowing you, you’re probably working on something to get him back to you. From the other dimension I mean.

Tony: Most likely. It definitely helps having me and Reed help as well. We need to get him back home.

Steve: We’ll be able to.

askstevetonyrogersstark:

Steve couldn’t help but notice the resemblance. The boy was only a little older than his sons with blonde hair and impossibly huge honey coloured eyes. He was tall, taller than himself, and every line in his body was powerful and corded.

“So,” he said as he sat in the plastic chair at the boy’s bedside, “you’re my son?”

James gave a small, broken smile. “Yeah,” he said as he leaned forward with his elbows on his knees, fingers interlocked. “I don’t belong here.”

“Reed and my husband are doing everything they can to send you back, Son.” Steve promised.

James shrugged, “and until then? What? Are you going to keep me here?”

“I don’t know,” Steve said, “I have a life here, I’ve got two sons with my husband…who is your…your mother?”

James snorted, “Dad’d have a fit if he heard you call him that, Sir,” he said, “My other parent is Tony Stark, Director of SHIELD.”

Steve: Tony?

Tony: So we’re together in every dimension it seems.

Steve: And knowing you, you’re probably working on something to get him back to you. From the other dimension I mean.

Tony: Most likely. It definitely helps having me and Reed help as well. We need to get him back home.

Steve: We’ll be able to.

allons-yalexa:

bernardclairvaux:

wifis-lildevil:

0 to 100 real quick

but imagine pulling the wrong lipstick when youre not paying attention

wanna know how i got these scars

green-berret:

This is my human. Though there are many like it, this one is mine

green-berret:

This is my human. Though there are many like it, this one is mine

neimana:

sketches of m!sakura & m!ino (m!ino design from starchiishio's ´-`)
m!sakura full design

neimana:

sketches of m!sakura & m!ino (m!ino design from starchiishio's ´-`)

m!sakura full design

hariboo:

rhetthammersmith:

Dog cloud over Manhattan . August 17, 2014

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wouldyouliketoseemymask:

Next time you think Batman is a jerk, remember this scene.

He might have an aloof manner and come across as cold or even rude, but deep down he is a unselfish, caring man. Why else would he risk his life night after night to save a city who doesn’t even know his identity? He has to put up a shield in order to deal with the atrocities he sees every night that he puts on the cowl and to distance himself from his Bruce Wayne counterpart. Any “softness” would be perceived as a weakness, and his enemies would be quick to exploit it (Joker has taunted him for his “no kill” rule many, many times).

When she was a small child, Ace accidentally used her telekinetic powers on her parents and sent them into a catatonic state. Afterwards, she was sent to a government training facility so that her powers could be studied. She remained there until Joker abducted her and attempted to harness her powers for his own nefarious purposes. For most of her life, Ace was used and manipulated by others, and as she was dying she had no one to turn to.

But Batman was there. He held her hand and stayed with her until she died, providing her with comfort for the first time in years. He knows what loneliness feels like, and he didn’t want this girl to spend her final hours alone and frightened. And so he sat next to her on the swing, held her hand, and comforted her.

A callous, abrasive jerk wouldn’t do that. But Batman would.