Yelena: I need to find Natasha. Can you help me find Natasha? I need to tell her I'm ok
Me:
styofa doing anything

if i look back, i am lost
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$LAYYYTER

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will byers stan first human second
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Origami Around
Show & Tell

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
noise dept.
Misplaced Lens Cap

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
trying on a metaphor
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@disappeter
Yelena: I need to find Natasha. Can you help me find Natasha? I need to tell her I'm ok
Me:
I am having so much fun with Hawkeye right now, hes comic Clint!!!! Hes goofy and exhausted and cares about people and then there's Kate!!!! I love her!!!! I'm just very happy rn
shocked
Forgive me, little sister.
Clint Barton, after gently tucking his children into bed and telling them how much he loves them: I’m a weapon.
Clint: *takes lost and scared young women under his wing and protects and comforts them*
Clint: *calls his wife every single day just to talk with her*
Clint: *jokes around with his best friend in the middle of a fight*
Clint: *cuddles with a one-eyed dog*
Clint: *has ugly Christmas sweater parties and Christmas movie marathons*
Clint: All I know how to do is kill.
third base is sobbing in front of ur partner
that’s what it is in baseball too
no no, you got it wrong. what’s on second.
then who’s on third
No no who’s on first
listen okay. he's the sword. and he's the shield. but sometimes he's the sword. and he's the shield. but most importantly neither of them are weapons and they're dancing in their kitchen and they're both husbands.
happy fuck him on the floor friday
They like fireflies
i grew up reading fanfiction, i know what love is supposed to look like.
A tiger bursting to freedom after being rescued from a poacher’s snare in the Russian Far East.
bro i just want someone to see me, ya know?
i’ll never get over the fact that thee literal biblical god can be canonically bisexual but some guy from kansas absolutely can’t
being in a het relationship post several queer relationships is so tricky. you can really just tell a cishet man “i feel like you dont like me enough for us to be in a relationship” and they’ll say “that’s not true” but not change their actions to make you feel like it’s not true
constantly, constantly thinking about how there has never been anything like destiel before and there never will be again. that this, by all means, should not have happened. that this show, in 2005 when there was no queer rep except for the taboo, stereotyped content that existed on premium channels like HBO, set out to create this all-american masculine straight character to such an extent that it read as compensation for a hidden truth - and then!! 3 years later, enter another male-presenting character who was only supposed to be there for a handful of episodes. but then the producers and audience saw this weird, interesting chemistry between these two characters which steadily grew into something that made people go “oh?? maybe there’s something here??” and then!!!! it was met with resistance at every turn. it was cut off by the writers, the network, the production company, even a subset of fans. they tried to give dean a love interest and then cas a couple love interests that fell flat. they tried to kill cas off and watched their ratings tank. they tried to put these two into two totally separate plotlines to keep them apart by all means necessary, which only led to their moments on screen being rife with such potent chemistry that it was almost too much to bear. and it just kept organically building and building despite all possible intention until it became abundantly clear that this was a part of the narrative now. it was baked into the story. and these characters suddenly built a home and a life and family together. and it became such an intrinsic part of the story that they simply had no other choice than to lean into it and bring it to culmination. and then!!!!!!!!!!!!!! in order to have some semblance of plausible deniability, they had to kill off both these characters in the most shocking and blindsiding ways possible and ensure they were never seen on screen together ever again because, if they were or if they were allowed to live separately, there would be no natural way to end their stories without addressing the elephant in the room. but in doing so, it created the most soulless and unsatisfying ending of all time for the show as a whole. and then!!!!!!!!! after the show itself ended, it proceeded to go canon more times than any other ship ever. in a show about defying the author’s intent, this ship was the absolute antithesis of everything this show originally set out to do - and we will never see that again in the age of representation when queer and slowburn love stories are intended in every piece of media where they exist. but!!!!!!! while we’ve also never seen anything like this before, it’s important to note that destiel was built off generations of storytelling and societal norms that have existed since the dawn of time. and like, ok. ok. did we get everything we wanted at the end of this show? hell no. but something was achieved here, and it’s something that will never have to be achieved again. and it wasn’t just for dean and cas. it was for kirk and spock. it was for sherlock holmes and john watson. it was for patroclus and achilles. hell, it was for gilgamesh and enkidu! i need to lay down
men will put their hands in their pockets and then just leave them there
oh sorry. i forgot my hands. yeah i left them in the pants i wore yesterday