octoberspirit:

I adore Jeffrey Cranor’s asterisks. 

octoberspirit:

I adore Jeffrey Cranor’s asterisks. 

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heckaradteen:

mugglebornheadcanon:

238. Muggleborns, who after realizing they cant go to a convention because they’ll be at hogwarts, having cosplay contest but they can use magic too. so suddenly there are just a hoard of grey muggleborns with real horns, and someone transfigured a desk into the TARDIS, and someone else decked out their wand like a sonic, plus someone else used engorgio and is cosplaying a titan.

OMG I REALLY LIKE THIS

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verysharpteeth:

enchantedbyhiddles:

tomhardy-tomsofty:

booty vs booty

I’m always amazed how much control Chris has over that shield. When Tom turns it is swinging around uncontrollably, while in Chris’ hand it stays perfectly still.

His arm is through the grips further than Tom’s to hold it still and he doesn’t pop his arm out like Tom does. That thing is just like an extension of his body now.

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bratsquad:

I think this is the most romantic thing to ever happen to me

bratsquad:

I think this is the most romantic thing to ever happen to me

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In 60 years

  • grandchild: grandma why are you so bitter??
  • me: *takes a swig of vodka*
  • me: *lights up cuban cigar*
  • me: *gazes out the window*
  • me: my otp will never be canon
  • *roll credits*
asker

Anonymous asked: Cecilos headcanon: Carlos has two chances to get up when Cecil wakes him. If he doesnt get up, Cecil takes a flying leap on to the bed and launches Carlos to the floor.

sexybaldwin:

YESS- oh my god. Imagine- Carlos hears, “One.” and mumbles in his sleep, not understanding. Then, a few moments later he hears, “Two.” And opens his eyes groggily, confused. And then, he hears the rush of footsteps and begins to stir, groaning, “Oh no, NOT AGAI-” and huffs as Cecil lands on him, squashing all the air out of him and squawking in triumph. Carlos gets his revenge by rolling out from underneath Cecil and lying on top of him, mushing him into the covers, of course.

peachesatthedisco:

scarred-fallenangel:

mydearcucumberbatch:

Oh my god

The tortilla chip one gets me every time

I’m crying over the difficult child bucket

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