Things 'N Such

I AM SO FUCKING EMOTIONAL RIGHT NOW

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ENDING


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"What do you do for a living"
"Me? Oh I rub goopy stuff all over hot celebrities"

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"What do you do for a living"

"Me? Oh I rub goopy stuff all over hot celebrities"

themightyvolstagg:

marvelheadcanons:

Imagine Bucky being really self-conscious about his arm until one day a little boy with an artificial leg runs up to him saying that they match. 

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TIP ON HOW TO GET OVER YOUR FEAR OF THE DARK:

digitalfisticuffs:

boazpriestly:

blueberrytoast:

boazpriestly:

presidentjesus:

As soon as you turn the lights off start masturbating. No monster wants to see that shit. While doing it, stare at the corner and whisper, tenderly, “this is for you”.

And then the shadows growl at you and say, “Mine. You’re all mine.”

Proceed to have a secret relationship with the monster in your closet to make the shadows jealous.

Plot Twist: The Monster wants a threesome with you and the shadows. 

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raraivy:

I made more…Enjoy.

Ty Olsson being cute in Men in Trees

officialunitedstates:

bombing:

the 1700s called……they want their clothing back. haha just kidding the first telephone was invented in 1876

a good post AND i learned something.  thanks tumbrl

The only reason I knew the phone was invented in 1876 was because of Reba McEntire

Natasha hooking Darcy and Sam up
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lilacsilver:

The strangest thing to come out of the collapse of SHIELD is Natasha’s sudden interest in matchmaking. When Thor lands back in town, followed quickly by Jane Foster and Darcy Lewis, Natasha takes one look at the bold intern and immediately begins an entirely unsubtle interrogation of Sam as to his ideal date.

"I don’t know what’s wrong with her, man," he says to Steve. "She’s been following me around all day asking about restaurants."

"How do you feel about Italian food?" Natasha asks from directly behind him. Sam jumps about a foot in the air and then falls on his ass.

Doc Foster’s assistant walks in just in time to see it happen. She’s polite enough to suppress her laughter. Natasha, on the other hand, appears to be smirking.

"Excellent," she says. "Sam, Darcy, you’ve got a reservation at eight. JARVIS will give you the address. Have fun."

And then she just waltzes off, dragging Steve with her and leaving the victims of her latest matchmaking scheme to blink at each other.

(The date goes very well. The second date…well, the less said about the flock of robotic pigeons, the better.)

I physically can't with Norman's cheekbones, Masa.

nonormynolife:

buttbucket:

nonormynolife:

I have no idea what you’re talking about

*HEAVILY WHEEZING*

MASA WHAT THE FUCK

youre welcome

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