imagine a horror movie, about a serial killer planning to kill an old octogenerian man but
plot twist: the man he plans to kill is an even more psychotic serial killer than he is but suffers from alzheimer’s disease
Someone tell me what the big fucking hype is about this blog gnarly?
idk i heard his blog sucks and hes a nerd lmao
*blinks multiple times*
I did this for no reason…
Anonymous said: whenever you accept prompts again: steve/bucky grinding while hella drunk. thats it thats the prompt.
(I’m sorry for what’s about to happen here)
"Oh my God," Bucky says, words slurring a bit, "Oh my God.”
"Right?" says Steve, well and truly smashed on some sort of Asgardian something that Thor brought. "S’crazy, isn’t it?"
"And you just," Bucky says, gesturing wildly, almost taking out a lamp with his metal arm. "And then just - and you - and that’s it?”
"Yeah!" Steve says. He hauls Bucky along behind him. "C’mon, c’mon I gotta - you’re gonna love this, I swear, it’s the best part of the future. The best part.”
An hour later, Tony walks into the living room and asks, “Why does it smell like coffee in here?”
The other Avengers all point wordlessly towards the kitchen. Tony, hesitating for a minute, walks in to find Steve and Bucky laughing to the point of near incoherency, surrounded by what’s got to be at least twelve pounds of ground coffee beans.
"Oh my God," Bucky says, pressing the button. The electric coffee grinder rumbled to life, whirring as it shredded the beans to powder. "Steve, oh my God.”
"Right?" Steve says, waving his arms. "Right?”
I love how vivid my imaginations are.
no one ever says that Rome needed help from aliens to build their empire
#l laughed for days when i found out that #ancient egyptians used water to reduce friction and move blocks for distances #and that this was literally DEPICTED ON THEIR HIEROGLYPHICS #but ~western archaeologists~ #thought that the pouring of water depicted ~superstitious rituals~ #jfc
Dear Blue Charger,
I love you Blue Charger. I know your not an original iPhone charger but damn it your the best bootleg charger I ever had. Most of my other bootlegs didn’t last a month. Some of them may have been damage by my my own hands and some just melted of their wires and solders. But you, you were different. You were mishandled a lot of times. I forget to unplug you occasionally. But you stayed and endures all of it.
This is just to show how I appreciate you, a nonliving thing, for your persistence. You are already a part of my family now.
And when the time comes when you finally retire, I will promise you the highest of honors I can give to you.
Mc Jethro Pov B. Talamayan
I had this very annoying dream. She was there and we kissed. Not the sloppy face-eating kiss. Just a sweet one-second kiss in the lips.
It felt so real. So warm and it made me lose my reality for a while.
After the kiss, I rested my head on hers. We hugged and I could feel the pressure of her hug.
After that we sat there all day. No talking. Just sittin by each other. It was nice.
It made me all hopeful and happy and then…
I woke up.
It wasn’t real and I hated the fact that it is not. I hate the fact that I am not fully asexual. I hate the fact that even after dodging thousands of arrows, one teeny tiny one hit me.
And now I am sitting here, remembering every detail and I swear to God, it is the only dream I have remembered after sleeping.
For y’all ice bucket challengers. I challenge you this
The Ice Bucket Challenge is hella stupid.
Now it doesn’t mean I don’t support the research for a cure for ALS and all that. What I hate about it is the fact that there are still somebody who wants to let others know that they did something good and then pass the challenge to others like a chain mail.
Okay, there are some who are sincere in their actions but many did the challenge for the vine, the likes, the fame, or just to get on the bandwagon.
And although the actions of those hypocrites were indeed unnecessary, they did donate to the foundation, so I guess they did the right thing in the end, but with all the wrong reasons.