darkrayofsunshine: licensetocannibalize: thisisemilysfault: thefogofwar: darkflamesash: licensetocannibalize: re-blog if you’re part of the hannibal fandom oui …there are people who aren’t in the Hannibal fandom? sadly, yes. Reblogging simply for #killersindaclub
Dean Winchester: "There's two things I know for...
vampireredhead: If Dean can ship two dudes based on subtext, then so can I.
NO! YOU KNOW WHAT THE WORST/BEST FUCKING PART IS?!
theprofoundestofbonds: notsolittlemissjulia: THIS DAMN EPISODE HAD SO MUCH GOOD! SO MANY THINGS THAT WE WANTED! AND CARVER JUST… HE JUST TURNED IT ALL FUCKING AGAINST US! BUT IN A BEAUTIFUL AND FUCKING GLORIOUS WAY! IT IS TORTURE ON THE MOST ENJOYABLE LEVEL AND I FUCKING SALUTE YOU SIR… WITH MY GOD DAMN MIDDLE FINGER. OUT OF LOVE, OF COURSE. Awards go to this post
carryonmywaywardmoooose: novakcentric: NEXT YEAR IS 2014 NEXT YEAR IS ENDVERSE OH MY GOD NEXT YEAR IS ENDVERSE AND CAS IS FALLEN
fandomsandcoffee: carleestardis: gromit-we-forgot-the-crackers: HA HAHAHAHA SUPERWHOLOCK IS COMPLETE WE’VE ALL FALLEN GET OUT
French: This chair is feminine! "La Chaise!"
Italian: This chair is feminine! "La sedia!"
German: This chair is masculine! "Der Stuhl!"
Spanish: The chair is feminine! "La silla!"
English: This chair is a fucking object, I don't see a skirt or a pair of trousers anywhere on its cold hard surface, you people are fucking insane!
Tumblr: You be whatever you want chair! Don't let gender roles define you!
Punishment for rape in Ancient Rome: Rapist's gonads were crushed between two stones.
Punishment for rape in America in 2013: 1-2 years of jail and victim-blaming, rapist-sympathetic media coverage.
khaleesi-of-westeros: FUCK CATS ARE SO WEIRD
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shotaheartsboxcars: I was grumpy today and so my mom told me that she bought me something that would cheer me up. I told her that there couldn’t have been anything amazing enough to rid me of my grumpiness… I was wrong…