This. THIS is the Dean I adore. This. This man who makes women feel comfortable. Beautiful. Allowed to be themselves completely. Who sees a girl stuffing her mouth and thinks nothing of it, doesn’t make fun of her or make any kind of passing comment to Sam… cuz he’s stuffing his too. Dean, who tells a woman who fell in love with a “thicker” man that he understands that that extra cushioning is nice. Dean, who tells a woman who’s husband left her because he thought she was too fat, that he doesn’t deserve her.
Like, I could picture Dean cuddled up with a cute chubby girl…. like me or you or any girl regardless of her weight, he’d feed her pecan pie while snuggled up watching star trek and LotR and Game of Thrones re-runs.
When a mysterious assassin who calls herself ‘the Black Widow’ jeopardises a routine S.H.I.E.L.D. interception mission and gravely injures one of their own, Natasha Romanoff, the real Black Widow, goes off the grid in order to confront her and prove that there can only be one Black Widow in the world. But Agent Romanoff may soon find that she has a lot in common with the competition than she had expected…
(featuring Lea Seydoux as Yelena Belova)
Abandoned Miss Piggy covered in moss
I feel strangely like I’m looking at an earth goddess.
remember 2001-2004 though???!? remember windows xp and kerrang and neopets and shrek being a big deal and beyblades and ps2 skating/snowboarding games and “i believe in a thing called love” and flash video sites and avril lavigne and wearing chains on jeans and t.A.T.u. and seeing LOTR and PotC in cinemas and how every boy looked like reese from malcolm in the middle
Made this in an exercise of ‘Actually start something and then finish it, God dammit’.
reblogging for the 15 people who followed me based solely on this
'Couldn't wait, missed u'
Russian medical record written in cursive
you say russian and i raise you chinese
*gasp of horror*
i refuse to believe any of this translates to anything