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Capybaras are my spirit animals.
let me bless your dash with this straight out of ghibli studios capybara chilling video
CONGRATULATIONS! The last song you listened to will be the soundtrack for your 2019. What can you expect?
#chris evans #in where he is actually steve rogers
who else is taking a big sip of
My Significant Other Is Amazing And Im So Lucky to Have Them In My Life juice on this fine tuesday
❤
I love this so much
please, let him be happy. - j.p.
Time’s the boys call Bruce ‘Dad’
Dick Grayson - The first time he ever called Bruce dad was when he was maybe 12 or 13, it was just after he had a nightmare about his parents death. - When he woke up Bruce was right there holding him through it and not once did Bruce try to get Dick to talk he just let him cry. - Once he was all cried out only then did Dick start talking, and he just asks Bruce to stay with him until he falls asleep again. - Bruce doesn’t hesitate and lays down before letting Dick curl up next to him, he just played with Dick’s hair until he fell asleep. - Then Dick just mumbles something in his sleep about how he can’t get comfy and rolls as close as he can get to Bruce. - “Comfy now?” - “Yeah..” - “Well get some sleep, Dick.” - “I love you, dad.” - And Bruce swore he melted right then and there. - There were other times that Dick would refer to Bruce as “dad” normally it was when Dick was feeling vulnerable or upset. - After Dick left to grow as his own person and become nightwing Bruce was no longer called dad, it was a long time before they grew that close again. - It was only after Bruce jumped in front of a bullet for Dick during a speech he was giving at the opening of a new Wayne Foundation building, that Dick called him dad. - He was lying on the ground while people were running around them screaming and suddenly Dick was hovering over him with teary eyes. - “Dad? Please you have to be okay.” - Bruce remembers patting his cheek gently and smiling before it all faded to black. - When he woke up in the hospital bed Dick was still next to him half asleep, Bruce ran a hand through Dick’s hair and sighed softly. - “I love you son.” Jason Todd - Jason never ever intended on calling Bruce dad, he didn’t call him dad once while he was Robin. It was always ‘Bruce’ and nothing more than that. - When he came back to life Jason called him ‘Dad’ just to taunt him but it was nothing more than that. - It had been a while since Jason had rejoined the family and everything was going really well, until Jason rode into the cave covered in blood after being m.i.a for a week. - “Jason- what happened.” - Bruce was catching him before he could fall and putting him down on the medical bed, before he could leave to get Alfred Jason was grabbing his arm. - “Please don’t leave, dad.” - It was desperate, and he could see the tears in Jason’s eyes while he clung to him. Bruce texted Alfred instead and sat down next to him. - “I’m not going anywhere son, I’m right here I promise.” - “I-I love you dad.” - “I love you too son.” Tim Drake - Tim was different to his brothers, he had a father when he became Robin and Bruce hadn’t adopted him yet. So it wasn’t until long after Jack’s death that Tim actually called him dad. - Midway through a gala Tim had disappeared, Bruce had looked everywhere and yet he couldn’t see his son anywhere. Worried he told Alfred to keep an eye out for him and moved through the vast halls of the manor. - Bruce had basically checked every bedroom, every closet and every secret room they had in the manor and still couldn’t find Tim. Panic was welling up in his chest until he heard a broken sob coming from one of the guest rooms he’d already checked. - See the thing about Tim that always scared Bruce was just how still he could get, and how he could hide in the shadows and not be seen if he was quiet and still enough. Tim was better at hiding in the shadows that he was. - He opened the door and everything was silent again, this time he turned on the light and found Tim sitting curled on the floor crying. - “Oh Tim-” - Bruce was closing the door and rushing over to his son before cradling the crying robin in his arms, he rocked him gently as Tim’s fingers curled up gripping onto his suit jacket and his tears ruined the perfectly tailored suit. Alfred would understand. - “I’m sorry.” - “For what, Tim?” - “Making you come look for me..” - “You could’ve just told me something was wrong.” - He knew that Tim was pushing himself too hard some nights, he also knew that Tim probably hadn’t slept in a few days. - “I’m just tired and there were too many people. It was too much” - “That’s okay, why don’t we just head straight to bed. I don’t think people will miss us too much.” - “Are you sure?” - “Yeah” - “Thanks, dad.. it means a lot.” - By the time Bruce had managed to carry Tim all the way to his room he’d fallen asleep, so he laid Tim down in the bed and sat next to him keeping watch until he next woke up. Damian Wayne - He already calls Bruce ‘father’ constantly so Bruce isn’t really too worried about that too much. - But there are different tones when Damian says ‘father’ and he’s learnt to read them. - There the ‘I hate you and I wish you were dead’ father. - The ‘You’re so stupid sometimes’ father. - The ‘I want something and won’t take no for an answer’ father. - And then there’s the ‘I need a hug but I won’t ask for one’ father - Bruce knows because Damian says it softly, and he never looks at him when he says it. - The moment he hugs his son there’s a sniffle and a choked sob, so Bruce takes him somewhere quiet so no one will see him crying. - They talk for a bit and it always ends with them going to an ice cream place much to Alfred’s dismay.
I'm okoye every day. Every. Day.
#mood(s)
I was helping out our marketing/PR teams by escorting guests to their seats at the Star Trek reboot premiere. This amazingly tall, attractive man comes down the aisle all smiles and giddy af. I don't recognize him from our talent sheet we had to memorize. He's not that Pine fellow. I just smile and go with the vague greeting we'd been told to give. I ask if he needs help finding his seat (big theater), he nods, I ask to see his ticket and he holds it out for me to read. I nod and start to explain where he should go, but he stops me halfway with, "I'm so sorry. I'm not listening. I'm just so excited. I'm in this movie. Can you just show me?" He holds out his arm, which I pause before taking, and walk him down the aisle to where his row is. He thanks me and promptly takes his seat looking like an excited little kid as he takes in his surroundings. I head back to my post thinking about how amazingly perfect that man was and continue with my night. I eventually see the film and wait to look at the end credits to figure out his name, making a mental note and personal vow to always support this Chris Hemsworth guy in anything he does because of how humble and adorable he was. Next thing I know he's the freaking God of Thunder and a huntsman being ripped af, shirtless, and somehow finds a source of water in every movie to glisten with at least once...
No one talks about how seeing celebrities in real life breaks your brain.
For example, a few days ago, at a nice little bakery near Byron Bay, I ordered an iced latte and stepped to the side to wait, I was one of only a two or three people in line. A few moments later everyone else has their drinks, and a gentleman walks up to the counter with his wife and his dog.
It’s a cute dog, it’s a beautiful lady, it’s a handsome man.
Wait, that’s not a handsome man.
That’s a handsome Chris Hemsworth.
It occurs to me that this man is, in fact, the god of thunder, the cute dumb possessed one from ghostbusters, the huntsman from that one Snow White remake with Bella from twilight. Yes, that is Chris Hemsworth.
Now, I’m torn because while the counter staff are (understandably) fawning over the celebrity who they seem to have encountered a few times before, my iced latte has been forgotten. I’m standing to the side, two feet from Chris Hemsworth trying to decide wether to focus on him, or his dog.
His back is to me, he has a very cute dog.
I focus on the dog.
A while passes and Chris and his dog and his wife start to leave, and then they’re walking away which is fine. A lady behind the counter looks at me.
“You had the latte?” She says, grabbing the milk jug from under the steamer.
“Iced latte.” Her coworker corrects her, pouring my drink, “I’ve got it.”
He looks to me, “sorry for the wait, we were a bit disracted.”
“Yeah, I get it,” I say, “that was a really cute dog.”
They stare at me.
They think I’m serious.
I look like a fool.
“I’m kidding.” I say finally and they both laugh as he hands me my beverage, after fifteen minutes of waiting.
I wasn’t mad that I had to wait.
I get it.
But now, a few days later, a gif crosses my dash, one of Chris Hemsworth; a blooper from Thor: Ragnarok.
Before now I’d think “wow what an attractive man. Beautiful. Stunning.”
Now all I can think is “that man made me wait fifteen minutes for a latte.”
It’s fine.
I got my drink.
However, Thor in my mind is no longer Thor…. he is latte man.
Golden Wolf. I guess this is ok?
ever wanted to know what your name might be if you were a villain using the common thematic structures of ridiculous DC villains?
wonder no more.
i am King Egg.
Accurate
Thank you, op
while I’m here:
aspartame does not give you cancer
gluten is not bad for you if you’re not allergic/don’t have celiac disease
superfoods aren’t real, they’re just healthy things with maybe some nicer levels of certain vitamins
vaccines do not cause autism or really anything else and the chemicals present in them that typically scare you are in such minute amounts that they do precisely fuck-all in your body (we’re talking scales of one part per million)
you cannot do a cleanse or diet to “rid your body of toxins,” your kidneys and liver have that covered
GMO foods will not kill you; most genetic crop modification just makes our crops hardier and produce more food (and genetic modification doesn’t inject more chemicals into your food, it’s just minor altering of DNA that is made of the exact same stuff your DNA is made from)
if you feed your cat a vegan diet I will personally come to your home with the skull of a long-dead predator, point out the shape of its jaw and teeth as indicators of predatory feeding habits, and then beat you with it
Baby fennec fox
I support this argument.
if thanos wanted to kill off half of the population because there weren’t enough resources……..but then snapped half of the vegetation and animals (according to the russos)……..then isn’t he back at square one……………and there aren’t enough resources for the population……………
This is basically a summary of the reasons why I love Cap so much.
Steve Rogers || what’s in your head
I don't even know how it's going to happen and I'm already depressed.
I’m actually crying. Can’t imagine Chris not being Captain America anymore 😭
lol <3
Red hood fan art
DOMO BATMAN GOES TO SCOTLAND
I love this collaboration...
odin is like “when thor was born the sun shone bright upon his beautiful face. i found loki on the sidewalk outside a taco bell”
oh my goddd. I thought it was great from the beginning but it only gets better