If Tom Hiddleston was actually my boyfriend
- Me: Can you do it one more time?
- Tom: No
- Me: Please?
- Tom: No
- Me: PLEASE. JUST ONCE MORE.
- Tom: *sigh* okay
- Me: ..........
- Tom: Kneel before me...
- Me: ASHGIADHGIOEHWSIOGHIOSGHEDASGEASHS. AGAIN.
if this comes true i will legit promote all my followers…Let’s hopelast time i did this my wish really came true. so im going to wish again
nothing to lose. :))
Why not? :)
*crossing fingers*
pretty much^^^^
i got nothing to lose. (:
Last time i did this my wish came true.
Jesus Christ if my wish comes true I will piss
please, please, please.
Lets go for it! I wished like 4 times!
and why the fuck not!
did this before wish came true if it does again giving everyone that asks me a proper screenshot promo :)
well why not
I literally felt like I did not have a choice.
^
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Honestly scrolled past it, then went back and reblogged it. You can’t deny robin williams.
^ I did exactly that.
robin williams demands it.
robin williams wants me to.
Its Robin Fucking Williams, you must!
Sir, yes sir.
Every time
Naked man chewing on victims head shot by police...ignores being shot and continues chewing, earlier tonight in Florida. →
nakedontheimpalacoveredinbees:
Go read this before it gets yanked. This is real.
This could be the first sign.
The Fucking zombie apocalypse.
..bye
It says ”The officer ordered the naked man to back away, and when he continued the assault, the officer shot him.
The attacker continued to eat the man, despite being shot, forcing the officer to continue firing. Witnesses said they heard at least a half dozen shots..”
I knew this day would come.
I’ve had seven seasons of training by the best. Bring it on.
I READ ABOUT THIS HOLY SHIT
I TOLD MY DAD THE EXACT SAME THINGFUCKING ZOMBIES
THEY’RE HERE
Brb
Learning how to shoot a gun
Stocking up on food
taking parkour lessons so I can navigate and jump rooftops and avoid the FREAKING ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE THATS ABOUT TO FLOOD OUR STREETS.
finally
its here
OH GOD
TO THE BUNKER!
FLORIDA. WHY.
The zombie apocalypse WOULD begin in Florida.
Wait a second. I’ve seen this gif plenty of times before, but I just realised that the picture on the back wall is pole dancing loki holy shit.
I love how Steve is just going with, and Tony is like ‘wtf? why do i need to brush these things?’ and Thor looks like he’s about to burst out in a song and dance, spinning round with Mjolnir, singing ‘YOU ARE THE ONE THAT I WOULD LIKE, YOU ARE THE ONE, MUH-YOL-NI!’
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
Reblogging for the comment
How old are you?
“ten”
How long have you been ten?
“…”
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
Deceased
rip me
Dead.
“cap”
“cap”
“what is it bruce”
“hulk like cap smell”
“bruce, please stop”
“does hulk smell patriotism”
