chumberbatch:

Gabriel, okay? They call me Gabriel. 

(via awkward-fallen-angel)


shastrider:

i’m trying to ignore all the fandomwars out there and draw some little tiny cute things for mah babies and here is a stripppp /////v///////

(via stuckygluedmyheart)


frecklesrex:

Fandom’s Reaction to the Bieber fandom threats

3/? Favourite Supernatural Tumblr Posts

(via supernaturally-marvelous)


Reblog if you didn’t skip the Ninth Doctor


green-eyed-rising-demon:

lucimoosey:

nerdunite:

lucimoosey:

So I was listening to Carry On My Wayward Son and:

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life’s no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

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"Surely heaven waits for you"

um…

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First of all how dare you.

How? Very easily

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(via fallen-angel-help-hotline)


Reblog this if you like Supernatural. No questions, just do. It’ll make sense later.

something-human:

fallenfromthetardis:

lordzantrifreya:

how could one not reblog this?

I hope this is as fruitful as the Harry Potter one.

Re-blogging because the love is real

(via croatoanalex)


zohbugg:

esculentesset:

blueflame91:

ecumenicalseeker:

robotunicorncastiel:

serinalion:

stephendann:

callmeshiny:

abookwormcalledellie:

piertotum-locomottor:

kakashi-big-lips:

deja-q:

itslevilosa:

midgardian etiquette 101: when going to their homes, hang your coat first or in some cases, your mjolnir.

naw maybe it’s actually asgardian custom to check your weapons at the door

It was medieval custom to check your weapons at the door of the meadhall before greeting the king of the place you were going to. It was courteous and showed respect. You can see it in Beowulf. 

what i don’t understand is how that hook can hold the mjolnir.

the hook is worthy

the hook is worthy

Peter Pan would disagree.

I’ve not read the comics but I always figured Mjolnir wasn’t heavy so much as stubborn, and if it decided it didn’t wanna move it just wouldn’t. It sits on Loki, rather than crushing him in Thor 1, and in Avengers it rests on the floor of the ship, and trying to pick it up Hulk starts breaking the floor with his weight, but Mjolnir doesn’t seem to weight anything at all (If it was as heavy as Hulk implied, it would drag the whole ship to the ground right?). Mjolnir isn’t heavy, cos its not going down, instead it is a fixed point and everything else just moves around it. Hence, the hook doesn’t hold it, it merely remains in place.

so what you’re trying to say is that Mjolnir is like a chicken head

 instead it is a fixed point and everything else just moves around it. 
OK SO WHAT YOU ARE SAYINGIS THAT WHEN THIS HAMMER WAS FORGED IN THE HEART OF A STAR IT BECAME A FIXED QUANTUM POINTAND THE UNIVERSE MOVES AROUND IT—AND THOR IS THE ONLY ONE WITH THE PROPER RESONANCE TO INTERACT WITH IT ON A QUANTUM LEVELAND SO HE IS THE ONLY ONE WITH THE LEVERAGE REQUIRED TO SHIFT THE REST OF THE UNIVERSE AROUND THE FIXED POINT THAT IS MJOLNIR
THIS MAKES SO MUCH SENSE

DUDE YOU GUYS SCIENCED THORS HAMMER THAT IS AWESOME

i just… can’t have this not on my blog.

zohbugg:

esculentesset:

blueflame91:

ecumenicalseeker:

robotunicorncastiel:

serinalion:

stephendann:

callmeshiny:

abookwormcalledellie:

piertotum-locomottor:

kakashi-big-lips:

deja-q:

itslevilosa:

midgardian etiquette 101: when going to their homes, hang your coat first or in some cases, your mjolnir.

naw maybe it’s actually asgardian custom to check your weapons at the door

It was medieval custom to check your weapons at the door of the meadhall before greeting the king of the place you were going to. It was courteous and showed respect. You can see it in Beowulf. 

what i don’t understand is how that hook can hold the mjolnir.

the hook is worthy

the hook is worthy

Peter Pan would disagree.

I’ve not read the comics but I always figured Mjolnir wasn’t heavy so much as stubborn, and if it decided it didn’t wanna move it just wouldn’t. It sits on Loki, rather than crushing him in Thor 1, and in Avengers it rests on the floor of the ship, and trying to pick it up Hulk starts breaking the floor with his weight, but Mjolnir doesn’t seem to weight anything at all (If it was as heavy as Hulk implied, it would drag the whole ship to the ground right?). Mjolnir isn’t heavy, cos its not going down, instead it is a fixed point and everything else just moves around it. Hence, the hook doesn’t hold it, it merely remains in place.

so what you’re trying to say is that Mjolnir is like a chicken head

 instead it is a fixed point and everything else just moves around it. 

OK SO WHAT YOU ARE SAYING
IS THAT WHEN THIS HAMMER WAS FORGED IN THE HEART OF A STAR IT BECAME A FIXED QUANTUM POINT
AND THE UNIVERSE MOVES AROUND IT—AND THOR IS THE ONLY ONE WITH THE PROPER RESONANCE TO INTERACT WITH IT ON A QUANTUM LEVEL
AND SO HE IS THE ONLY ONE WITH THE LEVERAGE REQUIRED TO SHIFT THE REST OF THE UNIVERSE AROUND THE FIXED POINT THAT IS MJOLNIR

THIS MAKES SO MUCH SENSE

DUDE YOU GUYS SCIENCED THORS HAMMER THAT IS AWESOME

i just… can’t have this not on my blog.

(via awkward-fallen-angel)


sociopaths-have-the-box:

silvrspade:

I can’t deal with other people complaining about their fandoms

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because

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honestly,

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I

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think

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we

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all

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know

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whose

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fandom

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has

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the

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most

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fucked

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up

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shit

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and am I hella proud to be part of it.

BLESS THE SNK FANDOM

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Are

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you

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sure

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you

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want

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to

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play

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this

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game?

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Be assured.

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You

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will

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lose.

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gabriel-fallen-angel:

ambermersadiez:

descentintotyranny:

A SWAT team blew a hole in my 2-year-old son — Alecia Phonesavanh
June 24 2014
After our house burned down in Wisconsin a few months ago, my husband and I packed our four young kids and all our belongings into a gold minivan and drove to my sister-in-law’s place, just outside of Atlanta. On the back windshield, we pasted six stick figures: a dad, a mom, three young girls, and one baby boy.
That minivan was sitting in the front driveway of my sister-in-law’s place the night a SWAT team broke in, looking for a small amount of drugs they thought my husband’s nephew had. Some of my kids’ toys were in the front yard, but the officers claimed they had no way of knowing children might be present. Our whole family was sleeping in the same room, one bed for us, one for the girls, and a crib.
After the SWAT team broke down the door, they threw a flashbang grenade inside. It landed in my son’s crib.
Flashbang grenades were created for soldiers to use during battle. When they explode, the noise is so loud and the flash is so bright that anyone close by is temporarily blinded and deafened. It’s been three weeks since the flashbang exploded next to my sleeping baby, and he’s still covered in burns.
There’s still a hole in his chest that exposes his ribs. At least that’s what I’ve been told; I’m afraid to look.
My husband’s nephew, the one they were looking for, wasn’t there. He doesn’t even live in that house. After breaking down the door, throwing my husband to the ground, and screaming at my children, the officers – armed with M16s – filed through the house like they were playing war. They searched for drugs and never found any.
I heard my baby wailing and asked one of the officers to let me hold him. He screamed at me to sit down and shut up and blocked my view, so I couldn’t see my son. I could see a singed crib. And I could see a pool of blood. The officers yelled at me to calm down and told me my son was fine, that he’d just lost a tooth. It was only hours later when they finally let us drive to the hospital that we found out Bou Bou was in the intensive burn unit and that he’d been placed into a medically induced coma.
For the last three weeks, my husband and I have been sleeping at the hospital. We tell our son that we love him and we’ll never leave him behind. His car seat is still in the minivan, right where it’s always been, and we whisper to him that soon we’ll be taking him home with us.

Every morning, I have to face the reality that my son is fighting for his life. It’s not clear whether he’ll live or die. All of this to find a small amount of drugs?
The only silver lining I can possibly see is that my baby Bou Bou’s story might make us angry enough that we stop accepting brutal SWAT raids as a normal way to fight the “war on drugs.” I know that this has happened to other families, here in Georgia and across the country. I know that SWAT teams are breaking into homes in the middle of the night, more often than not just to serve search warrants in drug cases. I know that too many local cops have stockpiled weapons that were made for soldiers to take to war. And as is usually the case with aggressive policing, I know that people of color and poor people are more likely to be targeted.  I know these things because of the American Civil Liberties Union’s new report, and because I’m working with them to push for restraints on the use of SWAT.
A few nights ago, my 8-year-old woke up in the middle of the night screaming, “No, don’t kill him! You’re hurting my brother! Don’t kill him.” How can I ever make that go away? I used to tell my kids that if they were ever in trouble, they should go to the police for help. Now my kids don’t want to go to sleep at night because they’re afraid the cops will kill them or their family. It’s time to remind the cops that they should be serving and protecting our neighborhoods, not waging war on the people in them.
I pray every minute that I’ll get to hear my son’s laugh again, that I’ll get to watch him eat French fries or hear him sing his favorite song from “Frozen.” I’d give anything to watch him chase after his sisters again. I want justice for my baby, and that means making sure no other family ever has to feel this horrible pain.

 Alecia Phonesavanh is the mother of Bounkham Phonesavanh, nicknamed “Baby Bou Bou.” She and her family live in Atlanta. For more information about Bou Bou, go to www.justiceforbabyboubou.com. 

Signal boost this. Signal boost the crap out of this.

I live near Atlanta. It’s because of incidents like this that they got rid of the ‘No knock law’ or something like that. Some time ago, the knocked down the door to the wrong place in a bad neighborhood where an old lady lived. The old lady about 80 something thought someone was breaking in and pulled out her gun instinctively (as it was a bad neighborhood) and they shot her like twenty times or so. They tried to say she shot first but the gun had never been shot at all.Atlanta is bad about this.

gabriel-fallen-angel:

ambermersadiez:

descentintotyranny:

A SWAT team blew a hole in my 2-year-old son — Alecia Phonesavanh

June 24 2014

After our house burned down in Wisconsin a few months ago, my husband and I packed our four young kids and all our belongings into a gold minivan and drove to my sister-in-law’s place, just outside of Atlanta. On the back windshield, we pasted six stick figures: a dad, a mom, three young girls, and one baby boy.

That minivan was sitting in the front driveway of my sister-in-law’s place the night a SWAT team broke in, looking for a small amount of drugs they thought my husband’s nephew had. Some of my kids’ toys were in the front yard, but the officers claimed they had no way of knowing children might be present. Our whole family was sleeping in the same room, one bed for us, one for the girls, and a crib.

After the SWAT team broke down the door, they threw a flashbang grenade inside. It landed in my son’s crib.

Flashbang grenades were created for soldiers to use during battle. When they explode, the noise is so loud and the flash is so bright that anyone close by is temporarily blinded and deafened. It’s been three weeks since the flashbang exploded next to my sleeping baby, and he’s still covered in burns.

There’s still a hole in his chest that exposes his ribs. At least that’s what I’ve been told; I’m afraid to look.

My husband’s nephew, the one they were looking for, wasn’t there. He doesn’t even live in that house. After breaking down the door, throwing my husband to the ground, and screaming at my children, the officers – armed with M16s – filed through the house like they were playing war. They searched for drugs and never found any.

I heard my baby wailing and asked one of the officers to let me hold him. He screamed at me to sit down and shut up and blocked my view, so I couldn’t see my son. I could see a singed crib. And I could see a pool of blood. The officers yelled at me to calm down and told me my son was fine, that he’d just lost a tooth. It was only hours later when they finally let us drive to the hospital that we found out Bou Bou was in the intensive burn unit and that he’d been placed into a medically induced coma.

For the last three weeks, my husband and I have been sleeping at the hospital. We tell our son that we love him and we’ll never leave him behind. His car seat is still in the minivan, right where it’s always been, and we whisper to him that soon we’ll be taking him home with us.

Every morning, I have to face the reality that my son is fighting for his life. It’s not clear whether he’ll live or die. All of this to find a small amount of drugs?

The only silver lining I can possibly see is that my baby Bou Bou’s story might make us angry enough that we stop accepting brutal SWAT raids as a normal way to fight the “war on drugs.” I know that this has happened to other families, here in Georgia and across the country. I know that SWAT teams are breaking into homes in the middle of the night, more often than not just to serve search warrants in drug cases. I know that too many local cops have stockpiled weapons that were made for soldiers to take to war. And as is usually the case with aggressive policing, I know that people of color and poor people are more likely to be targeted.  I know these things because of the American Civil Liberties Union’s new report, and because I’m working with them to push for restraints on the use of SWAT.

A few nights ago, my 8-year-old woke up in the middle of the night screaming, “No, don’t kill him! You’re hurting my brother! Don’t kill him.” How can I ever make that go away? I used to tell my kids that if they were ever in trouble, they should go to the police for help. Now my kids don’t want to go to sleep at night because they’re afraid the cops will kill them or their family. It’s time to remind the cops that they should be serving and protecting our neighborhoods, not waging war on the people in them.

I pray every minute that I’ll get to hear my son’s laugh again, that I’ll get to watch him eat French fries or hear him sing his favorite song from “Frozen.” I’d give anything to watch him chase after his sisters again. I want justice for my baby, and that means making sure no other family ever has to feel this horrible pain.

Alecia Phonesavanh is the mother of Bounkham Phonesavanh, nicknamed “Baby Bou Bou.” She and her family live in Atlanta. For more information about Bou Bou, go to www.justiceforbabyboubou.com.

Signal boost this. Signal boost the crap out of this.

I live near Atlanta. It’s because of incidents like this that they got rid of the ‘No knock law’ or something like that. Some time ago, the knocked down the door to the wrong place in a bad neighborhood where an old lady lived. The old lady about 80 something thought someone was breaking in and pulled out her gun instinctively (as it was a bad neighborhood) and they shot her like twenty times or so. They tried to say she shot first but the gun had never been shot at all.

Atlanta is bad about this.


gluttonforpunsihment:

particularscarf:

search-the-castle:

quadrants:

nitwitsandthingamabobs:

shinichiwinchester:

lonely—mountain:

ridiculousinpiccadilly:

gallifrey-feels:

lizrrd-queen:

satanslittlebuttercup:

*nearby lesbian laughter*

*muffled asexual snickering*

*conflicted pansexual noises*

*moderately panicked bisexual muttering*

HETEROSEXUAL SCREAMING IN ANGUISH


Laughter from anyone who realises condoms are not the only form of birth control.

Louder laughter from those that remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that happen whether one is on the pill or not.

Laughter stops as people remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that happen whether one is on the pill or not.

Literally everyone, regardless of orientation, mutters awkwardly and shuffles away as they remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that can happen to anyone who is sexually active, and not just heterosexual people.

*asexual snickering increases in volume*

gluttonforpunsihment:

particularscarf:

search-the-castle:

quadrants:

nitwitsandthingamabobs:

shinichiwinchester:

lonely—mountain:

ridiculousinpiccadilly:

gallifrey-feels:

lizrrd-queen:

satanslittlebuttercup:

*nearby lesbian laughter*

*muffled asexual snickering*

*conflicted pansexual noises*

*moderately panicked bisexual muttering*

HETEROSEXUAL SCREAMING IN ANGUISH

Laughter from anyone who realises condoms are not the only form of birth control.

Louder laughter from those that remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that happen whether one is on the pill or not.

Laughter stops as people remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that happen whether one is on the pill or not.

Literally everyone, regardless of orientation, mutters awkwardly and shuffles away as they remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that can happen to anyone who is sexually active, and not just heterosexual people.

*asexual snickering increases in volume*

(via sociopaths-have-the-box)


theeternaltuesdayafternoon:

Misha Collins, I don’t think I can love you more than I do right now.

You know what? I love the entire SPN cast but there’s something about Misha. He is like a little bit of everything and everyone you ever loved.

He is funny and over-confident but he can be shy, introverted and weird too. He is peaceful and he is loud and he talks too much to say nothing, and he tells you stories, the worst ones, the best of all and at the end, you can’t stop yourself from listening to his brutal, I’m-not-sure voice. You look at him sometimes and you know he is playing with your mind, he is acting all the time someone he is not, a character he created to protect himself from people like you, and sometimes, he is so pure, so true, that you just lose yourself between the one he is and the one he decides to show you. And he looks fresh and brand new but he has an old soul, he has been through too much, and he fell too hard, he get up too fast and he made you believe he is all fine but that’s not always true. He is so brave and so strong while he has fears, nightmares and his own Hell on Earth. And he loves what he knows too much, and he loves too hard people he doesn’t know at all -us. And so he trolls us whenever the fuck he wants to and he gives us opportunities and ideas and hopes. And he help us everyday without knowing it, or without believing it, at least. He is too good, and too and too and too everything. Finally, he is just a normal guy who does an amazing job and uses it to get to normal people, and to change them forever. And it makes him so much more than just an actor.

So yeah, there’s something about Misha. 

(via thanapoochie)


awkward-fallen-angel:

ferocious-fallen-angel:

iamthetwickster:

remanth:

fassabendover:

deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan:

mercuryandmoonlight:

deductism:

remivel:

Richard Speight Jr. in Pepsi Max Superbowl 2012 ad.

This is going to sound totally batshit crazy, but to me, this is just Gabriel. I can totally see him hijacking the Pepsi ad while Dean and Sam are watching the Superbowl and they’re like: GODAMNIT. And the Asian guy is an angel who’s supposed to be making sure Gabe behaves. Which is why he looks so totally lost.

YES. ACCURATE.

(ohmygod lol)

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omg.

And that smile in the last gif is just perfect. :D

this gifset will always hold a special place in my heart

Fun fact: Richard basically confirmed that the Pepsi guy is Gabriel

So thats where Gabe has been hiding!


fallen-angel-styles:

ask-blinkie-pie:

discordedwh00ves:

dr-whooves-blr:

dark-shadow-and-night-shade:

physicallyschizophrenic:

writersfable:

clemmycloo:

nuclearfusionotaku:

shiarathemage:

nuclearfusionotaku:

zaprowsdowervsmanos:

Can everyone please reblog this in hopes of this shithead being caught. If his face goes viral there is a much better chance of him being arrested.

Why.

Because people are cruel.

Signal boost the fucking shit out of this, followers. I don’t care if you’re an RP blog or whatever, if someone sees this and has the indecency to ignore it,


Can we get this guy arrested? This is absolutely sick.

Don’t care what kind of blog you are - if you have any kind of pet, dog, cat, fish whatever you want this sick bastard caught and punished for such cruelty!!! Reblog this!!

I don’t normally reblog stuff like this, especially when people think you’re a horrible person for not reblogging about bad stuff that happens.
But I like animals. Animals are cool, and friendly, and cuddly.
Hurting them is wrooooong.

If I see this man….


This is bullshit! ¤~¤

Pass it around

I support Animal Rights.

this breaks my heart. i hope he’s caught.

fallen-angel-styles:

ask-blinkie-pie:

discordedwh00ves:

dr-whooves-blr:

dark-shadow-and-night-shade:

physicallyschizophrenic:

writersfable:

clemmycloo:

nuclearfusionotaku:

shiarathemage:

nuclearfusionotaku:

zaprowsdowervsmanos:

Can everyone please reblog this in hopes of this shithead being caught. If his face goes viral there is a much better chance of him being arrested.

Why.

Because people are cruel.

Signal boost the fucking shit out of this, followers. I don’t care if you’re an RP blog or whatever, if someone sees this and has the indecency to ignore it,

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Can we get this guy arrested? This is absolutely sick.

Don’t care what kind of blog you are - if you have any kind of pet, dog, cat, fish whatever you want this sick bastard caught and punished for such cruelty!!! Reblog this!!

I don’t normally reblog stuff like this, especially when people think you’re a horrible person for not reblogging about bad stuff that happens.

But I like animals. Animals are cool, and friendly, and cuddly.

Hurting them is wrooooong.

If I see this man….

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This is bullshit! ¤~¤

Pass it around

I support Animal Rights.

this breaks my heart. i hope he’s caught.

(via sociopaths-have-the-box)


cas-thedeanlovingangel:

I JUST SAW THIS EPISODE THE OTHER DAY BEFORE THIS THING EVEN STARTED

(via dean-bangs-cas-in-the-impala)


ihaveahabitofshipping:

has this been done already

ihaveahabitofshipping:

has this been done already

(via supernaturalapocalypse)