SO WE GOT IT WORKED OUT
- Dean Winchester is Tony Stark
- Sam Winchester is Bruce Banner
- Castiel is Steve Rogers
- Kevin Tran is Clint Barton
- Charlie is Natasha Romanoff
- Benny is Thor
- Garth Fitzgerald is Phil Coulson
- and Bobby Singer is Nick Fury
oh god now i’m thinking about Garth fangirling over Castiel and i just
OH SHIT WE FORGOT ABOUT ADAM
Adam is Peter Parker
"So no more running. I aim to misbehave."
Great Showdowns: The Return is OUT NOW!
The Reavers look so damn happy.
#How did I miss this?
NO BUT SOME OF THEM EVEN HAVE RED HATS
Whoever made this, I love you. You gave me the closure I needed
C R Y I N G
every single person who reblogs this
will get “doot doot” in their ask box
I WANT TO KNOW YOUR SECRETSERIOUSLY THOUGH WHAT ARE YOU
I GOT THIS AND I WAS LIKE WHAT THE
there are over 128,000 notes and i still got one
i reblogged this less than 2 minutes ago
how the actual
legit how, in like 30 seconds i got one and this has 500k notes
Isn’t it beautiful how the dialogue makes so much more sense when read backwards?
Backwards. Yes backwards is better.
So I’m reading a Doctor Who book, Only Human. And Jack is in it. They were in a situation and needed a distraction so:
and I was just like “Oh you”
of course. buT THEN THIS
THEN HE GRABBED WHAT
HAHAHA GUESS WHAT SCIENTISTS JUST FOUND A PLANET THAT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO EXIST AND THEY CAN’T FIGURE OUT HOW IT WAS FORMED FUNNY HOW IT HAPPENS RIGHT AFTER THE 50TH
for fucks sake the image is even colored like gallifrey
OMG BABEIS THAT
THE ADORABLE PANCAKE HIMSELF
Octopus changes colour outside the water
It looks like it’s dying
OH GOD. THAT’S SO FUCKING SCARY.
Waaaaait whoa. Guys. He’s also changing the texture of his skin, along with attempting to match the tone of the ship’s(?) floor.
HE’S TRYING TO BLEND IN.
HE KNOWS HE’S IN DANGER AND HE’S SCARED AND DOESN’T WANT TO BE SEEN.
SHHHHH NO BABY OCTOPUS COME HERE IT’S OKAY <3
We literally have a shape shifting animal with the best camouflage mechanism in nature and nobody thinks that’s the coolest shit like what the fuck we could learn so much from it’s biology everyone needs to get outta my face cause this creature is metal as fuck
I love how the Doctor who and Sherlock fandoms are exploding like a dying star right now, then there’re are those random supernatural posts on your dash like
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
Reblogging for the comment
How old are you?
How long have you been ten?
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
OH MY LORD HELP