One of the best scenes of Malcolm in the Middle ever.
that fucking kid took one for the team
petition to rename the usa ‘south canada’
what about alaska
are we then normal canada
canada a bit to the left
What about South America? Is that just America? Or South South Canada?
i cried my ass of laughing
I wish I wish
With all my heart
TO FUCKING PASS MY CLASSES AND FINALS
Horrible thought of the day: Cockroaches can walk on ceilings, but the especially big ones have a difficult time, which means they can fall off and onto your bed, hair, face or whatever it is.
this is it this is your scariest post
When are we going to stop pretending girls don’t have hair on their boobs, between their boobs, around their nips, on their ass, on their upper lip, between their brows, on their cheeks, etc?
On their belly, on their toes, on their back, literally everywhere men grow hair
humans grow hair everywhere except on the palms of their hands and soles of their feet. this hair can rank from light blond and soft to dark and wiry, regardless of sex or gender of the person. shaving all of it is a mess and plucking it hurts like hell. humans are just animals with less thick fur. you wouldn’t shame a female animal for having as much fur as a male one, so stop doing that with humans.
Lie Down With Wolves
by bat_hawk
Derek has been gearing up for a while to ask Stiles something very, seriously important. And intimate. And meaningful. That he hasn’t done with anyone in years, and that Stiles probably won’t understand because he’s human.
And, okay, it’s not actually that big of a deal, it’s just that Derek really, really wants to howl with Stiles, and he’s kind of terrified that Stiles won’t want to.
Words: 1393, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
- Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
- Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
- Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
- Categories: M/M
- Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
- Additional Tags: Fluff, Bonding, Mates that Howl Together Stay Together, but no soul bonding or anything, Derek Uses His Words, POV Stiles
- professor: why aren't your finals done
- me: sometimes matt murdock's glasses flash red in the light and it was such a great touch and a tribute to his red glasses in the comics but also what does that mean narratively? does it mirror matt's belief, deep down, that there's something inside of him that's violent and evil, the devil clawing to get out? or, is it us, the audience, getting a glimpse, a split-second reminder, of how matt perceives the world in shades of shifting red? matt doesn't wear red before the daredevil suit in the last episode - before that the only red on his body is his blood and the flash of his glasses. what does the color red mean for matt murdock does matt really believe the justifications he gives for why he does what he doe s will claire ever come back why does the daredevil suit have eyes was that matt's decision do you think that may be in epi s
Don’t fight about money in front of your kids.
They will feel guilty like it’s their fault and not ask for necessities when they run out.
Don’t fucking do it.
Don’t use money AGAINST your kids either. Don’t EVER tell them money is tight when it’s not, and they KNOW it’s not. That’s another way for them to not trust you or to feel guilty when asking for anything.
Also don’t use money as a guilt tactic for them not doing something or not agreeing with you.
“I buy your food and your clothes and this and that and this is how you repay me?”
They didn't ask to be born, you made the choice to have a child and take care of them as a responsible parent. Don’t throw that guilt on them and make them feel like shit over what they couldn’t control.
Declaring yourself asexual is actually a form of self-diagnosis.
You have no business diagnosing yourself. You are not qualified to evaluate your own biology or psychology. It’s literally equivalent to just deciding you’re bipolar. It’s not a personal identity decision.
You have no business diagnosing yourself.
Are you… Are you implying that gay people cAN’T IDENTIFY AS GAY THEY HAVE TO BE DIAGNOSED HOLY CRAP THIS IS COMEDY GOLD THERE’S NO WAY YOU AREN’T A TROLL.
“Tim, your results came back. You’re gay.”
“Thanks, Doc. There’s absolutely no way I could have possibly known that on my own without your official diagnosis.”
Hey, fuck you. Sexuality is not a disease
Married!DeanCas AU where the two of them are away from each other for an extended period of time and Cas insists on Skyping every day at the ungodliest of hours (i.e., before noon).
“Whoa. Someone didn’t get enough beauty sleep.”
“Just for that, I’m not wearing pants. And I’m not going to show you this time.”
“Ass.”
“One particularly naked ass, thank you.”
“That s’posed to be your way of getting me to tell you I miss you?”
“Is it working?”
“No. Maybe. Whatever. Shut up.”
“Love you, too.”
“Spideypool isn’t canon because Spiderman doesn’t like Deadpool”
Let me be as clear as possible here…
Spideypool is a ship that refers to the unrequited romantic and sexual interest Deadpool has toward Spiderman.
This is canon.
The Spideypool fandom sometimes produces art and fic in which Spiderman returns this interest; this is not canon, it is an AU. It is as common as highschool AUs or mpreg AUs.
Arguing that a fan made AU isn’t canon makes as much sense as arguing that Deadpool is not Lady Deathstrike. No shit, Sherlock.
Arguing that spideypool is not canon is as ridiculous as arguing that Deadpool would never kill anyone. That’s fake fanboy shit. It borders on homophobic.
If you can’t understand this, no one can help you.
Ficlet: Edging (Dean/Cas)
Here, have a little Dean/Cas edging. Explicit, y’all. And find my other fic on AO3 if you’re interested!
(AND YES THIS IS YOUR FAULT, chasingriversong, even if we really were talking about garden shit.)
Dean had to give him some credit. It took a lot longer than expected for Cas to snap.
“Why–” Cas’ voice broke with a crack, and he pulled harder at the ropes around his wrists before trying again. “Why would anyone do this?” Another tug. “By choice?!”
An hour, by the clock next to the bed. Fifty-seven minutes, but who was really counting.
Dean didn’t have to hide his smile, since Cas was blindfolded as well as tied, wrist and ankle, to the four corners of the bed. Still, he cleared his throat of any trace of humor before offering–and cool as a fucking cucumber, thanks, “Thought we already went over this.” He moved his fingers, three now, inside Cas’ body, punctuating the words with a gentle rub of fingertips just next to that little place that made Cas arch and clench tight.