i just could not get over the dinosaurs

There is also a Saiyan Husbands Club. Even if said husbands don’t exactly know it yet.
  • When the club was just Goku and Vegeta, it started off as nothing more than the usual competitive schtick. “I trained in 150 G this weekend, Kakkarot.” “Really? So did I!”
  • “My son Trunks beat up some punk trying to take his mom’s purse.” “Really? My son beat up a dinosaur trying to eat Chi-Chi!”
  • “My son is better than your son!” “Are you sure, Vegeta? Because my son-” “JUST SHUT UP!”
  • Later Goku and Vegeta actually do some healthy bonding activity that wasn’t sparring. Like the time they both forgot about Mother’s Day until Trunks and Goten reminded them and they found themselves taking an emergency trip to the mall. They ended up competing over who could get their wife the best gift.
  • They had to stop sparring at Capsule Corp. after they broke the gravity room for the nth time and Bulma just got tired of it all and told them to can it.
  • There was that time they went to Toriyamaland with their sons. Goku, Goten, and Trunks especially enjoyed the “It’s a Small Universe” ride. Vegeta glared at the little Namekians and humans singing and barely had to refrain from blowing up every little automaton he could see.
  • Once in a while Vegeta actually visits Goku’s family at Mt. Paozu with his son. Chi-Chi is actually surprised and pleased that Vegeta also enjoys her food- up until he and Goku end up fighting over the last dumpling/sushi/beef flank. “She’s my wife, so it’s mine!” “You already ate that entire table! Stop being so greedy, you clown!” “You ate the last fried shrimp, so we’re calling it even!”
  • When Gohan got married, he also got brought into the club-that-didn’t-exist whenever Goku visited his new home…and Vegeta trailed along just to find something to gripe over with his rival. Gohan ends up being the glue for their conversations when Goku starts giving him tips on married life and Vegeta starts interjecting with his own snarky comments. It is unanimously agreed upon to never broach the subject of the bedroom, however.
  • The only girl who knows about the club is 18, who joined without them even knowing it. (Sound familiar?) With her strength and being married to a human just like the other three, she actually opens up discussion even more. “Okay, how do you guys manage to wash dishes without breaking them?” “Wash dishes? What?” “…You guys are hopeless.”
  • “So Gohan, how did you manage swinging Videl around without accidentally throwing her into the air on your first try?” “Well dad, you gotta-” “This conversation is ridiculous!” “Okay Vegeta, how do you swing around Bulma without her getting hurt?” “…”
  • Once they accidentally stumbled upon the Saiyan Wives’ Club with 18. 18 just stood by and tried not to smirk as the wives tried to explain that they were shopping for a fishing trip. The husbands were just confused.
Dean-O the Dinosaur

Summary: Anonymous request:  what about a fic called Dean-O The Dinosaur where the reader is super drunk and wont stop calling dean dean-o the dinosaur and giggling

Characters: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Drinking

Content: Ridiculousness 

Word Count: 197

Originally posted by wendigod

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so my compy got taken into a repair shop to get looked at. they couldn’t even get it to finish booting up and called me about my options. they tell me a diagnostic test would cost forty bucks if they could get it to turn on, and repairs may cost over a hundred depending on what they find. i laugh and tell them if it’s over a hundred i may as well just keep investing in a new one. i can just hear the technician over the phone take a look at my old comp and nod and laugh, saying, “that’s probably smart, please replace this dinosaur.”

I have a routine. Once in a while, I wander into a comic shop to have a look at the new Hulk comics and see if they’re worth checking out on MU. I flicked open this one at a random page. And the image above is what greeted me.

Steve effing Rogers dressed as a Gladiator, with long hair and stubble, and fighting alongside a motherflipping T-Rex.

I had to own it. I HAD to, just off this image. And let me tell you, this volume only



I mean it’s Steve Rogers. With long hair. And stubble. And scars. And a battleaxe. And gladiatorial clothes. And riding sidesaddle on a T-Rex. And chained down. And breaking his chains in a rage over his missing Bucky.

(I’m not even getting into the fact he got the dinosaur (aka Devil) to make a cage around him and Doom’s minion with HIS JAWS, so he could terrorise the guy for information about Bucky, by threatening to feed him to the fricking T-Rex!)

I couldn’t find the 2nd volume, but I flicked through the 3rd, and yep. Just keeps getting better. It has a flashback to the boys before the world went tits up. (And this seems to be more film canon Steve & Bucky than general comic canon)

Suffice to say I will be following this comic. Not just because hairy beastman Steve with scars and sandals… but mostly. Mostly that.