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supernatural-tardis:

i had a crush on this guy and i decided to pull a Pavlov on him by offering him whenever i saw him  this brand of candy he seemed to really like and after a while whenever he saw me he got excited for a second then you could see his expression shift to wondering the why the hell was he so happy to see me and i swear it was the evilest thing but also the most hilarious i made a guy like me by conditioning him into associating me to a candy he liked

i-whale-raleigh
  • Me: *playing Tomb Raider*
  • Grandmother who is visiting for the weekend: Mind if I sit with you?
  • Me: *squirming slightly because there is gore and swearing in this game and my grandmother is a sweet old lady: Um, if you want to.
  • Grandmother: *sits* Thank you, dear.
  • Me: *continuing to play for about five minutes*
  • Grandmother:
  • Grandmother:
  • Grandmother: LOOK OUT THERE ARE THREE COMING DOWN THE HILL
  • Grandmother: THAT WAS POINT BLANK HOW ARE THEY ALIVE
  • Grandmother: OOOHH YOU MADE THAT EXPLODE
  • Grandmother: STOP KILLING MY GRANDDAUGHTER
  • Grandmother: KILL THEM KILL THEM ALL
  • Grandmother: OHHHHH YOU SHOT HIM IN THE HEAD OHHHHHHHHH
  • Grandmother: RUN RUN RUN YOU'RE ABOUT TO DIE RUN
  • Grandmother: OKAY NOW KILL THEM ALL
  • Me: *slowly turns to look at her* Grandma
  • Grandmother: *sweet smile* Hmm?
  • Me: Grandma oh my god
  • Grandmother: *more smiling* Well, hurry up and kill everyone else, I want to see you save this Sam person.
  • Me:
  • Me:
  • Grandmother: Kill them.
sterndaddy
sterndaddy:

caninotexsistforawhile:

silent-suicides:

thedarkchocolatedandy:

sxeman69:

but then again, its kind like putting a meat suit on and telling a shark not to eat you

We (men) are not fucking sharks!
We are not rabid animals living off of pure instinct
We are capable of rational thinking and understanding. 
Just because someone is cooking food doesn’t mean you’re entitled to eat it. 
Just because a banker is counting money doesn’t mean you’re being given free money.
Just because a person is naked doesn’t mean you’re entitled to fuck them. 
You are not entitled to someone else’s body just because it’s exposed. 
What is so fucking difficult about this concept?

How can you not reblog something like this

Boom

Amen! You can lust after as much as you want. You can fantasize about it as much as you want. But don’t EVER force yourself on a woman that hasn’t given you her consent. EVER!

sterndaddy:

caninotexsistforawhile:

silent-suicides:

thedarkchocolatedandy:

sxeman69:

but then again, its kind like putting a meat suit on and telling a shark not to eat you

We (men) are not fucking sharks!

We are not rabid animals living off of pure instinct

We are capable of rational thinking and understanding. 

Just because someone is cooking food doesn’t mean you’re entitled to eat it. 

Just because a banker is counting money doesn’t mean you’re being given free money.

Just because a person is naked doesn’t mean you’re entitled to fuck them. 

You are not entitled to someone else’s body just because it’s exposed. 

What is so fucking difficult about this concept?

How can you not reblog something like this

Boom

Amen! You can lust after as much as you want. You can fantasize about it as much as you want. But don’t EVER force yourself on a woman that hasn’t given you her consent. EVER!

theropodtheroblogs

imaginebucky:

Imagine that, during group missions, when Natasha’s working her magic infiltrating a high-security building or scaling something particularly precarious, Bucky begins to hum “The Itsy Bitsy Spider” into the comms.

The children’s rhyme becomes chilling and prophetic with his voice still gravelly from seventy years in and out of cryo.

Tony says, “Woah, cool your jets, Satan.”

Natasha loves it.

(submitted by greatestkindofcourage)