slenderlock:

madame-vashtranerada:

theeleventhsherlock:

Coulson, looking flustered by Steve’s patriotic bottom

is coulson in a suit 

it’s his casual suit

(Source: dilfosaur)

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coolboyclub:

Water tastes wild good sometimes. Like usually it’s whatever but sometimes you get a sip and it’s like god damn.

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vandigo:

mockingpond:

onelastgeronimo:

Why is Christopher Eccleston afraid of Paul McGann?

Because McGann Hurt Eccleston.

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oh my god

Can we take a moment to appreciate that 50 years of a television show, with multiple writers, a reboot, and the fixing of a gaping plot hole have come together to give us the ability to make this exact pun?

(Source: lovefromgallifrey)

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nutella-fandom:

coloneldapper:

you-numpty:

gabenewell-thesexdragon:

georges-ear:

hippity-hoppity-brigade:

Why do I feel like this needs a Dr. Suess rhyme to go with it?
Then the Dark Lord gave Draco a pat. 
It wasn’t a hat. 
It wasn’t a cat. 
Draco did not like the feel of this pat. 
It was a strange pat and he did not like that. 

It was a strange pat and he did not like that. 

Draco would rather a hat to that pat,
A cat or a rat, or even a bat.
But what Draco received was no cat nor no hat,
It was simply a pat, and that was that.

shaking and crying.

oh my god

All around found that pat rather odd!

nutella-fandom:

coloneldapper:

you-numpty:

gabenewell-thesexdragon:

georges-ear:

hippity-hoppity-brigade:

Why do I feel like this needs a Dr. Suess rhyme to go with it?

Then the Dark Lord gave Draco a pat. 

It wasn’t a hat. 

It wasn’t a cat. 

Draco did not like the feel of this pat. 

It was a strange pat and he did not like that. 

It was a strange pat and he did not like that. 

Draco would rather a hat to that pat,

A cat or a rat, or even a bat.

But what Draco received was no cat nor no hat,

It was simply a pat, and that was that.

shaking and crying.

oh my god

All around found that pat rather odd!

67,851 notes

depraved-heart-murder:

appropriately-inappropriate:

dykeprivilege:

jessicabeachgirl:

seethestarsablaze:

heyimrudeacid:

lesbii-cool:

*starts a fire in my kitchen*

*starts fire in my bedroom*

Omfg. Um. Hello there.

*Starts a fire in my pants!!!*

*gets trapped in lift*

The best part is that there’s a fairly decent chance, given the background of the photo (dry wilderness and scrub brush) that the firefighter in this picture is a Hotshot—
And Hotshots, along with Smoke-Jumpers, are sort of like… Okay. If firefighters are rockstars, Hot-Shots are Queen and Smoke-Jumpers are whatever Tony Stark uses to rev himself up for badassery.
Hotshots are elite firefighters who train extensively and are inserted into high-risk terrain in order to fight the fire on the ground. In layman’s terms—if there’s a forest fire threatening your house, the hotshots are the dudes digging the fire trenches while whirling beams of fire snap give feet from them.
And then, then, there’s the Smoke-Jumpers. As their name implies, they jump smoke. In layman’s terms—the fires the hotshots can’t reach by land? Those crazy fuckera PARACHUTE into forest fires.
Because jumping out of a plane isn’t scary enough, they do it in near-zero visibility, through scorching smoke, with the risk that the thermals and currents could blow them right into a burning tree, to pick a landing spot so they can then be in remote backwoods wilderness with minimal hope of rescue if something goes tits up.
So yeah. If this lady’s an urban firefighter she’s a huge badass. But if my guess is right and she’s a more elite unit, then I want to have her gay babies like, yesterday.

Whoa.

depraved-heart-murder:

appropriately-inappropriate:

dykeprivilege:

jessicabeachgirl:

seethestarsablaze:

heyimrudeacid:

lesbii-cool:

*starts a fire in my kitchen*

*starts fire in my bedroom*

Omfg. Um. Hello there.

*Starts a fire in my pants!!!*

*gets trapped in lift*

The best part is that there’s a fairly decent chance, given the background of the photo (dry wilderness and scrub brush) that the firefighter in this picture is a Hotshot—

And Hotshots, along with Smoke-Jumpers, are sort of like… Okay. If firefighters are rockstars, Hot-Shots are Queen and Smoke-Jumpers are whatever Tony Stark uses to rev himself up for badassery.

Hotshots are elite firefighters who train extensively and are inserted into high-risk terrain in order to fight the fire on the ground.
In layman’s terms—if there’s a forest fire threatening your house, the hotshots are the dudes digging the fire trenches while whirling beams of fire snap give feet from them.

And then, then, there’s the Smoke-Jumpers. As their name implies, they jump smoke.
In layman’s terms—the fires the hotshots can’t reach by land? Those crazy fuckera PARACHUTE into forest fires.

Because jumping out of a plane isn’t scary enough, they do it in near-zero visibility, through scorching smoke, with the risk that the thermals and currents could blow them right into a burning tree, to pick a landing spot so they can then be in remote backwoods wilderness with minimal hope of rescue if something goes tits up.

So yeah. If this lady’s an urban firefighter she’s a huge badass. But if my guess is right and she’s a more elite unit, then I want to have her gay babies like, yesterday.

Whoa.

36,710 notes

rispostesenzadomanda:

another proof that cats are liquids

rispostesenzadomanda:

another proof that cats are liquids

(Source: catleecious)

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directiontoperfecti0n:

Bill Hader on his SNL audition

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everyoneinthetardis:

onna4:

David Tennant with his wife

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David Tennant without his wife

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She’s back!

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I’ve been laughing at this for three years

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