idea: scene with two characters eagerly stripping each other clearly about to bone, but they keep getting interrupted by finding carefully concealed weapons in each other’s clothing, so they keep just unholstering, revealing and unstrapping increasingly ludicrous amounts of hidden guns and knives as the clothes come off, and it’s lowkey killing the mood a little

Alternatively: it's not killing the mood at all but it's totally making both of them giggle like they're twelve and possibly get lowkey competitive in a subconscious way about who has the most to drop.

The more that I think of it the more I'm seeing the incredible intimacy of letting someone know where you keep your backup knife.

Like my god, the trust involved in letting someone undress you and learn your secrets instead of popping into the bathroom to change where they can't see and hiding all your weapons under the sink

...Oh

second alternative: you go to hide all your weapons under the sink but there’s already a bunch of weapons hidden underneath the sink.

awkward

It’s not that there’s already a bunch of weapons hidden underneath the sink that makes it awkward so much as that there’s so many weapons hidden underneath the sink that they fall out of the cabinet with the unmistakable sound of a knife-alanche, and then the other person comes in like “I can explain!” and you’re just dead-ass standing there with your own armload of weapons like “I can also explain.”

Married version is shoving your hand in your partner’s clothes when you’re out of weapons because you KNOW where their spare is.  Or wearing a weapon in a spot you can’t draw from yourself because its now spare storage for your spouse’s weapons.

Every single one of you is a genius

dean's version of 'having it made'

that's it. that's all it takes to make dean winchester think that he's ever had everything he could ever want

I think about this a lot.

may I add also “butt dial” vs “booty call” vs “bottom text”

Hand job vs manual labor

“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned” versus “I’m sorry, Daddy, I was really bad.”

list of things that i think medieval peasants would love

Nyquil

the sun literally sets and casts a golden hue over everything every single day and we fucked it all up and invented paying rent

Wait a minute .. you guys aren't here for art references!

— Danielle Doby

someone please grab my hair in a way that makes me understand the difference between rugby and football

For trans activism to move forward you have GOT to learn to accept that not everybody who uses She/Her pronouns is going to be some short, white, skinny, passing person.

You’ve got to accept that there are tall, hairy, and fat trans women who “havent done anything” and still deserve to be fucking gendered correctly.

I’m sorry you had to hear this from me, but not everybody is going to appeal to your UwU soft trans catgirl sensibilities.

“tumblr” “grindr” do the gays not like the letter e for some reason

it’s lgbt not legbet

Bobbie how dare you hide this gem in the tags!

idgaf about the “cilantro soap gene” how about you grow up and realize cilantro is one of the best herbs in the world. yeah I don’t care about unchangeable genetics I want you to change your MIND

whispering "fentanyl" under my breath as the cops arrest me, causing them to fly back like a skyrim shout

reblog to give the person you rb’d this from a hot chocolate with whipped cream and marshmallows

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LMAO TWITTER IS REALLY TURNING PVP IM LAUGHINGGGG

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It could also be that people were blocking advertiser accounts.

*winks at you every time you swing your sword at me so you think im flirting but im actually just scared shitless cuz i dont know how to fight and i cant have you seeing me flinch completely*