sofapizza:

ruinscape:

my kind of music

well i was in the wrong marching band

sofapizza:

ruinscape:

my kind of music

well i was in the wrong marching band



bronzor:

i have way too many fetishes for someone who has never done anything ever



jebiwonkenobi:


Dad’s on a hunting trip and he hasn’t been home in a few days

But that wasn’t the beginning. This story began in a lot of little places. 
One day God starts forming planets and making little things that squirm and struggle and live to put on them, and somewhere nearby Death rolls his eyes and sighs.
Sometime later, on a beach somewhere, a multi-dimensional wavelength of celestial intent cautions a younger multi-dimensional wavelength of celestial intent with a warning that, roughly translated into english, sounds like Don’t step on that fish, Castiel, and an angel learns that even the smallest creatures should be treasured, for they have the power to change the world. 
A father orders his son to love someone(s), but his son cannot. Rage comes, it sidles up and seeps in, but love is defiant and unyielding; it does not take orders. The son is cast out. The father never learns how to say I’m sorry. 
A man comes home from a war, but the war comes home with him. It’s not his fault; that’s what wars do. He keeps it trapped, hidden, safe. A woman falls in love with him, and it’s okay that he has a war inside him, because she has one too.
One night, her war takes her love and fashions it into a knife, and tricks her into stabbing her son with it. Another night, her war takes her love and fashions it into a fire, and burns her with it. 
The man’s war escapes.

jebiwonkenobi:

Dad’s on a hunting trip and he hasn’t been home in a few days

But that wasn’t the beginning. This story began in a lot of little places. 

One day God starts forming planets and making little things that squirm and struggle and live to put on them, and somewhere nearby Death rolls his eyes and sighs.

Sometime later, on a beach somewhere, a multi-dimensional wavelength of celestial intent cautions a younger multi-dimensional wavelength of celestial intent with a warning that, roughly translated into english, sounds like Don’t step on that fish, Castiel, and an angel learns that even the smallest creatures should be treasured, for they have the power to change the world. 

A father orders his son to love someone(s), but his son cannot. Rage comes, it sidles up and seeps in, but love is defiant and unyielding; it does not take orders. The son is cast out. The father never learns how to say I’m sorry

A man comes home from a war, but the war comes home with him. It’s not his fault; that’s what wars do. He keeps it trapped, hidden, safe. A woman falls in love with him, and it’s okay that he has a war inside him, because she has one too.

One night, her war takes her love and fashions it into a knife, and tricks her into stabbing her son with it. Another night, her war takes her love and fashions it into a fire, and burns her with it. 

The man’s war escapes.



Tom Hiddleston has been the guest of The Hungarian National Museum’s Historical Photographic Collection — the British actor will soon play Robert Capa and can be seen here with the curators of our Capa exhibition; opening in September.



  • Jensen: We actually specially stock our house for when Jared visits. And when we lived together I didn’t even bother doing the grocery shopping because what I eat in five or six meals Jared eats in a snack.
  • Jared: I didn’t know that’s why you never went grocery shopping! I just thought you thought I was better at it!
  • Jensen: At grocery shopping?
  • Jared: Yeah!


Casual reminder

shut-up-teen-wolf-fandom:

that Derek Hale sexually assaulted and took advantage of a sick girl when she was the most vulnerable and at her weakest.

And he did this on purpose. He targeted her when she was disorientated and sick and he used that against her. He used her own sickness to take advantage of her and manipulate her into doing what he wanted. If you’re not even a little creeped out by that I’m creeped out by you.



ripfuckedupspncomics:

dedicated to you and you



Feminism is exciting.

fandomsandfeminism:

Does anyone else just get like, really pumped up and energetic when they talk about feminism? 

Like, fuck yeah! Let’s get some liberation up in this joint! 



Beacon Hills houses



  • that one hannibal fan: i think hannibal is kinda misunder….
  • literally everyone else: HE EATS PEOPLE