Nothing too special. Mostly just reblogs of cool nerdy things. Big fan of Harry Potter, youtube, the hunger games, musical theatre, doctor who, the list goes. to sum it up I post random stuff I like
This is when you realize how many songs this movie has O.O
I think I don’t have an excuse, I just wanted to draw these ‘-‘
- Am I the only one who thinks the anthropomorphic version of the Impala would be a six foot tall, 45-year-old black woman who would beat the crap out of anything that threatened her boys with a crowbar and take absolutely no shit from Dean?
i have been waiting for this to come back to my dash for months
I’ve never seen anything more perfect in my entire life
I found this extremely trippy, weird supposedly psychological test, where they ask you to tie together these shapes and give them characteristics.
I just posted a few questions up. As you can see it’s really, really odd and slightly creepy.
At the end of the test they gave you a personality description based on your choices.
the fuck, took this test and its scary accurate like they ask the dumbest questions it makes no sense.
some messages I got.
I did this test and got a diagnosis; I was like yeah, yeah, this could be about anybody. Right until the end, then it hit home like a dagger in the back.
If you have photosensitive epilepsy, you shouldn’t go on this site because the entire test is fuzzy, subtly moving, hypnotizing animation.
WHAT IS THIS SORCERY!! I didn’t understand the majority of the questions and picked nearly randomly but the personality description was super freakishly accurate!
Many people mistake that certain piece of wood for a door. Some people know it’s not a door, but don’t know what it actually is. This should clear things up.
Steve Rogers doesn’t know about Luke’s dad.
…What did that Avengers Tower movie night look like?
"Okay, I’ve got historical events and music so far. What movies do I need to see?" Steve asks, breaking out his notebook.
“Some Like It Hot,” Bruce says immediately.
“Robin Hood,” Clint puts in, to no one’s surprise.
Steve smiles. “Errol Flynn?”
“Men in Tights.”
Natasha looks up from where she’s curled in an armchair. “The Sound of Music?”
Clint snorts. “I think he might object to the singing Nazis, Nat.”
Steve just raises an eyebrow. “Singing Nazis?” That one goes on the list.
"Ooh, in that case, Pearl Harbor,” Tony says.
A chorus of groans and protests meet his statement.
"What? I kind of want to see his head explode."
Steve does not put that one on the list. “Anything else?”
“Star Wars,” Darcy says, without looking up from her phone.
The room goes silent. Everyone stops and stares at her like they’ve forgotten she stuck around after Jane went back to New Mexico. Which they probably have.
"Darce, you’re a genius,” Clint breathes.
Bruce actually smiles. “We are in the presence of the last unspoiled adult in the entire country.”
Tony’s eyes light up. “Oh my god, he doesn’t know that Vader is—”
Natasha has him in a choke-hold before anyone realizes she’s moving. “Not another syllable.”
Tony raises his hands in surrender, and Natasha loosens her hold. “What the hell was that about?” he wheezes.
She nods towards Bruce, who is looking somewhat green around the gills.
"Spoilers make him angry."