shadesblood:

fandom-mused-fandom-games:

1 note = 1 pixel for your fandom’s symbol (shown above) in an art piece I’m making

If you would like to see all of the fandoms, look through these posts

IF YOU DON’T SEE YOUR FANDOM, send me a message saying what fandoms I missed and I’ll add them

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vintageprincess48:

the-doctor-to-my-tardis:

garrisonbabe:

swiftnick:

This is the most beautiful photo I’ve ever seen.

#THE WINCHESTERS FINALLY LEARNED ENOCHIAN AND NOW CAS CAN’T STOP TELLING THEM ANGEL JOKES (x)

i fucking hate how the reason you can tell this is not from the show is because they’re SMILING

^THIS.

awesomephilia:

When I write a very witty text post and only 1 person likes it

destielocked:

writing seems so easy until you start writing

mad-manwithablog:

spooky-richter:

choosing a halloween costume is serious business like

do i fandom

do i scary

do i disney princess

if you go as dean winchester you’ll be all three

lurkerpi:

thriceinatrice:

lurkerpi:

WHAT I DONT GET IS WHY PEOPLE TURN OUT TO BE MURDERERS AND STUFF WHEN THEY COULD BE MAKING PEOPLE SMILE AND LAUGH WTF THATS PROBABLY THE MOST SATISFYING THING IN THE WORLD WHY WOULD YOU PASS THAT UP FOR KILLING PEOPLE

Clearly you’ve never had the pleasure of watching the fear in mans eyes as the life flees the wreckage of his body.

i am going to call the police

buzzfeed:

Raven understood what being a teenager was really like.

the-full-experience:

Something tells me something is wrong with this.

I WANT A PARTY FULL OF BUTTERAPE

GOTTA CATCH ALL THE BUTTERAPE

MY BUTTERAPE IS LEVEL 100

rurihijiribe:

can we skip school and university and go to the part where i become a princess

•  (I’m running errands for my pregnant wife. While walking to a nearby store, I see two teenagers harassing a child that is only four or five years old. I shoo them away from the boy, and he introduces himself.)
• Me: “So, where’s your mom at?”
• Boy: “She’s in the store. Do you have kids?”
• Me: “Not yet. We’re expecting a baby girl soon, though.”
• Boy: “Well, she’s going to turn out nice, like you! So, I’m going to marry her someday!”
•  (I laugh, and play along while I bring him to the service desk, and wait until his mom picks him up. Six years later, my daughter comes home from school and introduces us to a friend that defended her against a bully on the playground. I didn’t recognize him, but he certainly knew who I was!)