Reyna: gods it’s so hard being in charge of an entire legion by myself, trying to prevent a massive war, flying across the entire ocean to help other people save the world
Nico: hi
Reyna: *pulling him towards her* great, now I’m a single mother too
yo i made these gifs based on this video also i’ve seen some similar ones around but i wanted to make my own. feel free to use or something
we can only sext if we roleplay as key figures from the cold war
Lil Nas X pulling queer people from the pits of hell on 00.00 1/1/2009 to set us free
You ever think about how they made the minions immortal so that they wouldn’t have to explain how they reproduce
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Alex Claremont-Diaz being a 5-year-old: a saga
I had a dream last night that tumblr came up with a pride flag for closeted gays and it was just a light blue flag with a shrimp on it. People would also wear shrimp pins on their lapels for some Reason???
and the vegan gays started Discourse because shrimp deserved more respect
JULIE AND THE PHANTOMS SOUNDTRACK
(insp.)
We were fucking robbed of Hunter Husbands Dean and Cas. Imagine Dean getting nabbed and tied up by the bad guys. With every punch to the face or twist of the knife, Dean’s grin just gets wider and wider.
“When my boyfriend gets here, you’re toast,” he laughs even while spitting up blood.
The ominous crack of thunder and the flickering of the lights makes the bad guys look up.
Dean chuckles. “Right on time.”
Then the door flies off the hinges, the frame shattering into splinters, and a wrathful angel comes barreling in, angel blade raised and eyes blazing with grace. The baddies are shitting their pants with fear.
“Hey, babe,” Dean says, almost nonchalantly.
Castiel dispatches the bad guys in a fearsome display of power and finesse. As soon as the last one falls, Cas’s eyes fade to normal and he rushes to Dean’s side, wrath faded to worry. “Dean,” he breathes, pressing his hand gently to his love’s bloodied cheek to heal him.
In a second Dean is stitched back together and cleaned up. Cas slices the ropes tying him to the chair and the second Dean’s wrists are free he’s pulling Cas into a kiss.
“Next time, try to be a little faster?” Dean laughs against Cas’s lips. But really it’s fine. He knows his angel’s always got him.