s1 & s2 parallels of antoni being completely done

This is the best, I’m dying

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

voidethered:

wait, does that mean?

oh boy…….

Luckily, this nonsense doesn’t work on girls.

Observe…

IT’S GOTTEN BETTER!

This post is immaculate

It can’t be true.

And it can’t possibly work on motorcycle helmets.

I must test it.

Nothing happening so far…

HOLY SHIT IT WORKS

What in the world?

Oh why not? This should be interesting.

Here we go!

Were all mad here in Underland!

What the hell! Never Again!

… Actually …

One more time.

Alright, I gotta try this!

Can’t be that bad!

….

…oh my god…

ask-gmodsfmrocks:

This just gets better and better

This is one of my favourite things to look at

holy shit this stuff is back

The Gravity Falls one though

i wonder if it works for flower crowns?

here goes nothin-

w HAT THE

DID I JUST-

WHAT THE FUCK

Okay Clearly something is up.

Hmm… I wonder

I’m sure nothing could possibly…

HOLY SHIT

IT GOT BETTER

I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING SO LONG FOR THIS POST OH MY GOD!!!

I wonder what happens when you wear 8 of these at once…

Never not reblog

IT’S ON MY DASH. ACTUALLY ON MY DASH.

Oh my God, there are so many new ones

Friggin, yis

Always reblog.

IT HAS EVOLVED

The legend marches on…

BEWARE THE MAGIC OF HATS

JDNXHSBSBF

I T ‘ S  B A C K 

a classic meme from when the world was less of a tire fire

legendary

Simply amazing

Please reblog if you enjoy Marvel and you're a woman

I have been having an argument with a friend and he says that Marvel is for guys, please help me prove to him that there are lots of women who like Marvel!

MARVEL WOMEN ASSEMBLE

80615 strong so far!

WE BROKE 90 THOUSAND!!!

174,911 MARVEL WOMEN! WE ARE LEGION!

Over 200,000!

277054

I breathe Marvel.  

Can we get to 300,000?!

Yes, yes we can! Keep reblogging!

Move over and let me school you on Marvel

Come on we can do better than that. I know there are more of us on this hellsite.

FAN GIRLS…ASSEMBLE!!! @writingfortheavengers @missnerdiness

@always

*killing everybody saying girls like marvel because only the actors are extremely hot, have you seen the female cast of the MCU dude? you’d be fangirling too, and #SorryNotSorry, but Netflix’s series are amazing and enjoyable for everyone*

@halegalaxy00 @preserumrogersyesplease @suivezlalune @a-diary-of-a-fangirl

Am I late to the party 

@ursulaismymiddlename 

@theavengersimagines

Heck yeah, I’m here again.  IT’S THAT IMPORTANT. 

You called?

I’m here because I am a Marvel fangirl

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I will always reblog this!

299,839! We’re so close! Can we break 300,000?

Get on it gals

If there’s a human who thinks woman cant/don’t like Marvel and/or comics and their cinematic adaptations, that person needs a serious reality check. I am a 23 year old female. I have an ever growing comic collection (at majority of which is Marvel) and I visit my local comic shop every paycheck. I have a collection of Funko Pocket pops on my desk which includes every Avenger and Civil War character I have been able to find (I only need two more, I believe), and i spent $95 on a Winter Soldier funko because it was vaulted before I ever got my hands on one and someone sold theirs online. I have a mini Mjolnir hanging from my rear view mirror to always keep me safe on the road. I own a copy of almost every Marvel movie that exists and am constantly watching a Marvel show or movie, even if it’s just playing as background noise. I sleep in a t-shirt with a Marvel character(s) and find excuses to wear those shirts in public when I’m not at work. I think it’s safe to say I don’t just like Marvel- I like, breathe, and dream Marvel, and I know many women like me on this website that have that same love. WE IN DIS BITCH. (And FYI: my husband is not a marvel or comic fan. Everything he knows is solely because I have explained it to him. None of my previous boyfriends were interested in marvel or comics at the time of our relationship. My parents have never owned a comic or watched a Marvel show/film unless I suggested it. My passion and love for Marvel and comics is solely based on my own curiosity and interest, it was never because of a boy or because it was cool to my friend group, because I’m really the only one I know in real life. So to the asshats who always say “you only like *insert ‘boy’ hobby here* because you want to impress a guy or because you want to look cool” FUCK off, I like this shit cause it makes me happy and because these characters do more for me than you could ever hope to, and I know so many amazing damn women on this site who feel the exact same way!)

I’m here

to win

this battle!

Hope I’m not too late, I brought my Norwegian staff to do battle

Hi, yeah…my best gal pal got me into Marvel a loooooooong time ago.

Yaaaaassssssss

357000 ayeee

My mom say I shouldn’t love love Marvel because I’m a girl but I FUCKING LOVE MARVEL 

Don’t let ANYONE EVER tell you you can’t fucking love Marvel, especially if it’s because you’re a girl.

This whole scene

Tony looks like he’s going to explode

Class (Part 1 of 2)

Summary: After the events of Infinity War, Peter tries to cope with his death and resurrection. However, the lack of sleep and excess of anxiety make it more than challenging. On a normal day at school, Peter falls into a full-scale panic attack. Angst and fluff ensue.

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: panic attack, flashback, hyperventilating, PTSD

Peter grabbed the phone out of Ned’s hands. “No way! That’s the lightsaber you got?” He zoomed into the picture. “Oh, we are so having a lightsaber fight later.”

Ned beamed, “Fine, but I get to use it.” Peter gave him a pouty face for a moment but replaced it with a dorky grin. It was good to be back. It had been four weeks since he and Tony got back to Earth. Between working with fellow Avengers to quell chaos from the snap and making up school work from literally being in space, the teenager had just now regained some semblance free time. He passed the phone back as his physics teacher started class.

Ned and Peter settled in with their notebooks as he started a lecture about centripetal acceleration. Peter’s notebook was worn. The middle of each page held a mixture of neat, organized notes intermingled with doodles of spiders and superheroes. However, the notebook had suffered at the hands of the elements through the numerous times some crook dumped Peter’s backpack, the edges of each page softly frayed from rainstorms. Peter really ought to stop leaving it in dingy alleyways while he swung around. The friendly neighborhood Spider-Man’s budget for backpacks was not equally friendly.

The class they were attending taught advanced physics, and the teacher easily transitioned to orbital and spaceship applications of the rotational force. Albeit not by choice, Peter felt more than experienced with spaceships, so the monotonous voice of Mr. Sputen faded into the background. Peter wrote what was on the screen but occasionally reached to his left to draw smiley faces on Ned’s paper- only to be swatted away with a huff of playful annoyance.

“And we saw this design of a ship last semester right here in New York,” The teacher flipped to a picture of donut shaped spaceship from Thanos. The hairs on Peter’s arm shot up. An incessant ringing could be heard some distance away. Crap.

Ned glanced to his right when he heard the pencil clatter onto the desk. Peter had gone as white as a lab coat, eyes glued to the projected image. “Peter?” Ned whispered. The teacher was oblivious, continuing to lecture about the predicted mechanics of the spaceship. Peter was gripping onto the side of said ship. He tightened his fingers around the sleek, tractionless metal plate he’d clutched onto when he boarded. He couldn’t stay here forever. He knew that. The temperature plummeted as rapidly as his stomach, the skyscrapers turning to ants.  He struggled to breathe as his altitude increased. No matter how much air he sucked in, it didn’t seem to help. A warbled voice reached his ears. Maybe Mr. Stark. Or Ned?

“Peter,” Ned said more firmly, putting a hand on his wrist. Peter remembered he was in class and frantically searched for something to ground himself. He stared at the first line of his notes, trying to read it to himself, but it was all gibberish. No, no, no. This was not happening now. A buzzing sensation started in his fingertips as he squeezed the desk, slowly seeping up from his fingernails. It felt like his hands were asleep.

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i drew a devil boy!!! you cant take him from us > : ( #SaveLucifer!!!

#SaveLucifer

LUCIFER IS OFFICIALLY TRYING TO BE SAVED BY WARNER BROS!!!!!!!!

DO NOT GIVE UP!!! TOM ELLIS CONFIRMS THAT WARNER BROS IS /IN FACT/ SHOPPING LUCIFER!!!

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my favorite scene in the whole tv history

the only sad thing about this scene being in picture form is that you can’t hear the way Garcia says “Quantico”. Kwan-tee-co.

the best 90 seconds of television ever filmed

This is seriously amazing.

Hello yes 911 I just witnessed a fucking murder

dating a boy bigger than you: his hoodies will look cute and oversized on you

dating a boy your size: you can share hoodies and they will fit and look nice

dating a boy smaller than you: your hoodies will look cute and oversized on him

conclusion: all boy sizes are cute and good

Yes

Agreed 

also sometimes if he’s smaller you could wear it as a cropped hoodie 

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this is the money jessica. reblog in 10 seconds for good luck 

Good morning, Who are we cancelling today?

My 9 to 5

Reblogging for good luck

thx thanos

When I’m done half of your debt will exist.. perfectly balanced.. as all things should be.

When you’re a kid, one teacher walking into another teacher’s classroom is the biggest crossover event reality has to offer

The first thing a parent says to a kid when they are hurt or scared or sick is “You’re all right”. When your toddler falls, the first words out of your mouth “You’re all right” and this is before you even know if they’re injured. It’s probably more to reassure ourselves than our child. But the instinct is to say “You’re okay”. RDJ is a dad. The first thing he’d say if one of his kids said something was wrong would be “You’re all right”.  It’s what parents do. So, it’s natural that he’d bring that to this scene if they’re improvising. It’s where he would have gone as a dad in real life. For the rest of the scene, he’d be speechless. In complete shock.  There are no words. And he’ll probably berate himself later for not reassuring Peter. He couldn’t do it, though. Peter’s dying AND apologizing for dying and Tony, who fixes world problems on a regular basis, couldn’t help. And that is devastating on such a level. There are no words for him to speak. Even after, he’s just silent.