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DP characters as things my friends and family have said (part 2)

BARBRA MANATEE 

I feel like the real peril of growing up Christian that no one really talks about is how deeply veggie tales songs get embedded into your fuckin head like a ticking time bomb of inanity

it could be decades later and you’re minding your own business in line at the grocery store or on the bus or trying to fall asleep and from the depths of your brain comes “the bunny, the bunny, ooh I love the bunny”

you’ll never be free

“Managing homework and patrolling the streets”

Imagine Tony writing a parenting book on “how to make sure your superhero kid lives to adulthood” but everyone thinks the “superhero” part is just like an extended joke because he’s Iron Man and it becomes a #1 seller. When he does an interview about the book they’re like “it was such a creative idea to have everything be related to superheroes” and Tony is just like “no I meant that. My kid literally is a superhero” and no one ever believes him.

reblog if you remember what it felt like to walk into blockbuster

so majestic

fuck she’s so pretty

First day of life up until 6th grade 

Jumped all the way to Freshman year of High School

Then I cut my hair Junior year, why did I do that

Slowly it started growing back and then….

I finally felt comfortable to express myself (the picture on the left was my debut)

At this point in my transition I am 6 months into HRT

A year on HRT

Over a year and a half on hormones. My transition hasn’t been the clearest path but I am so happy that I am on it.

you ever read a fanfic and just sit back and think...someone wrote something THIS good... and then just....published it on the internet....for free.....

Let's check the prognostic made by the writers on the spn finale:

Like if you're part of the 30% that liked it

Reblog if you're part of the 70% that didn't like it

I'm curious to see the results.

Thats fucking brilliant

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