my dad just got me to put eyeliner on him and i don’t know what he’s up to
HE JUST CAME OUT OF HIS ROOM IN A JACK SPARROW COSTUME WHERE DID HE GET THAT
DAD
DAD WHAT THE HELL
I’ll say, What the Hell!
He’s not even holding rum! How dare he dress up as Captain Jack Sparrow and hold wine!?
(via toasterlock)
supernatural episodes that need to exist
- slenderman
- genderswap
angels in heat- de-aging
- team free will trapped in fairytale universe with all the brutal original tales
- human!impala
- bonus points if the impala is a dude
- and demands dean continue to call him ‘baby’
The one where Dean and Cas finally kiss.•musical episode
Fix’d.
I don’t have anything against Destiel, I’m just getting sick-and-fucking-TIRED of you crazy-ass fans trying to ram your ships down the throats of everybody in the fandom.
Get over yourselves.
Sincerely,
The Gay Fandom Guy
PS: Learn your Lore.
(via toasterlock)
London in 1927.
Early colour film, and I watch this as if I’ve been given a window back into time. The women wear hats. Everyone wears hats. The police. The busses. The skyline…
(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧.。.:*・° remember that time Sam Winchester fucked a prostitute so good she forgot she was a prostitute? *:・ﾟ✧.。.:*・°
(via kansaskissedlips)
The villains of Batman: Arkham Origins.
In order of appearance: Gif 1- Deathstroke
Gif 2- Deadshot
Gif 3- Black Mask
gOD bLESS
(via thren)
I didn’t think it was humanly possible for me to have any more hate for the human race than I already harbor.
Then I agreed to let a friend crash on my floor while he passes through, and he snores so fucking loud I can’t sleep tHROUGH IT AND I’VE EVEN TAKEN MY HORSE-TRANQUILIZER-SLEEPING-PILL THINGS. hE’S SO FUCKING loud.
And that’s it - Sam knows he’s finally coming, after so many unsuccessful attempts to get himself off. His cock jerks in his already soaked boxers - and God, it feels so fucking good - weird, but good. His stomach muscles are contracting rapidly, body spasming on the bed, and there’s - there’s this slickness just oozing from his body, coating his boxers in something warm and wet and sticky. And he can feel how much there is - feel how it’s soaking through his jeans, probably getting on Dean’s clothes. He’s making an odd, strangled sound, caught somewhere between sobbing and moaning, rocking his hips up to try and get as much friction as humanly possible.
Fuck, and Dean can feel it - he can feel Sam’s orgasm, feel the way his body fucking writhes beneath his. He leans down, kisses Sam aggressively as he comes, rubbing his hand between Sam’s legs, still grinding his own body against Sam’s. And now he’s close, too, just from fucking watching that. Christ, Sam’s so hot and wet underneath him and it’s just too much.
I lost my ability to function for a minute or two.
Weecest-Fucking-Goddess Kansas you write the best porn.
People are insane on this product review of a banana slicer
oh my fucking god
OH MY GOD I REBLOGGED THIS BEFORE I READ THE COMMENTS AND
HOLY FUCKI CAN’T BREATHE
“I tried the banana slicer and found it unacceptable. As shown in the picture, the slices is curved from left to right. All of my bananas are bent the other way.”
“I’m sticking with the method I’ve used for decades, I hold the banana up to my ceiling fan and then I run around the living room and catch the slices in my cereal bowl. The trick is to use a cereal bowl that is at least 4 feet in diameter.”
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