why insult someone when you can say something nice in a very sarcastic tone
skeleton jerking off: *xylophone sounds*
My dad and… “Why do you ship Destiel?”
ME: Dad, I need to ask you something.
DAD: What? Do you need money? I cannot give you money.
ME:
ME: I don’t need money.
DAD: So?
ME: I need to ask you something in order to write it on tumblr…
DAD: Where?
ME: Tumblr… that site with the people who love you…
DAD: Got it, go on.
ME:
ME:
ME: Well, it’s pretty simple…
DAD: You are using paper and pen, like a journalist!
ME: Yeah….
ME: Whatever, dad… WHY DO YOU SHIP DESTIEL?
DAD:
DAD:
DAD:
DAD: Why do I what who??
ME: Destiel… Dean and Castiel…
ME: And shipping, like… why do you want them to bang?
DAD: Perfect.
ME: I am looking for dudes shipping them, and you’re a dude…
DAD: I am your father.
ME: Yeah yeah, my father who is a dude. Just tell me why.
DAD:
DAD: This is gonna to be long…
ME: No problem.
DAD:
DAD: Ok
DAD: I want them to bang…
ME: Say “I ship them together”.
DAD: Why?
ME: It’s more romantic.
DAD:
DAD: *rolls eyes*
DAD: I SHIP THEM TOGETHER becaaaaaaause… it’s obvious for me Dean means the whole universe to Castiel, and Castiel means more to Dean than he can understand. And when you mean that much to someone else it means you are in love.
DAD: Dean never had someone to trust to besides his brother and Bobby, and he never let anyone to cross that family-confidence circle before. But he let Castiel, slowly and progressively. I think he didn’t notice it, it was natural for him. And Castiel, who was an angel for what?? Millenniums? He allowed Dean to give him advices, to teach him stuff, to CHANGE him completely. And… when you let someone change you it means, again, you are in love.
DAD: I didn’t see a lot of episodes this season, but if I’m not wrong Dean told Castiel he needed him… and when someone like Dean says something like that… it means more than what he is saying literally. Look, when Castiel made that mistake and he disappeared, Dean was a mess. When did you see him like that? Never! It was like he was all depressive and he didn’t want to live more. And when do you think he changed that?? When Castiel appeared again. Even crazy, he was there again and Dean had nothing to worry about. Apart from that in Purgatory, he was months looking for him, super angry and worried and he didn’t stop until he found him. Even when he had a route to leave Purgatory, he was very decided to die instead of abandoning him. And, again again again, when you sacrifice this much in order to save someone else and nothing else matters to you… it means you are in love.
ME: You’re making me all emotional, do you know?
DAD: Of course.
DAD: Look, I am a guy and I don’t care about romance. You know that. I find almost all love stories cheesy and corny and stupid. But this one is an exception. And I don’t care they are theoretically 2 dudes, what I’m trying to say is… they have such a great love story than even I care about them and I can see what they are trying to show. I really think if they end apart from each other or separated… it will be shit. I don’t think producers will do that, it would be horrible and people wouldn’t be comfortable with that idea. I think they will really pair them in the end. Kiss or not kiss… but together. Other way all this would have no sense at all.
DAD:
DAD:
DAD:
ME: Is it all?
DAD:
DAD: Yeah, I think so.
DAD: Is it useful?
ME: You have no idea!!!
DAD:
DAD:
DAD:
DAD: And take into account I didn’t start talking about the faces they make, how they look at each other, or that necessity they have to be around one another and touch each other… because seriously the actors are doing it on purpose.
ME:
ME: Maybe next time.
ME: Today you already made Internet people die.
we’re halfway thru april, u know what tht means?
HOW DOES THIS MAKE ME LAUGH EVERY FUCKING YEAR!?
Hey, so if you reblog this, I’ll write your url out according to how I see the letters and words synesthesia-wise. Just keep an eye out in your url’s tag. If you’d rather have your name done, just reblog with your name captioned.
Open basically until I get bored.
PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE
please? 😀
oh this is amazing. I’ve always wanted to know what I seem like in a different fashion.
I just came up with a great slogan for my company and I’m walking around the building saying it softly to myself
it’s probably creepy
Sensational
Felix came up behind Hayley and pulled the blindfold on before she could protest. She squealed and tugged at it. "What the hell is this?“
He put a finger to her lips. "Shhh, I wanna try something. Won’t you play along?”
“Ugh, Felix.” Hayley put her fingers under the edge of the blindfold and almost lifted it up, but Felix batted her hand down. "Why do you insist on this shit? It’s not like…oh my god.“
She went rigid as Felix touched her inner thigh, under her raggedy jeans shorts, with icy fingers. It was cold and wet and overwhelming. He grinned at her stunned face, her eyes still concealed by the band. "How’s that? You like that?”
“Oh my god.” She squealed and twitched away, but her mouth was laughing. "What is that?“
"An ice cube.” Felix withdrew it from her shorts and lifted it to her lips. She recoiled, but then leaned towards it, lips puckered.
“Do it again. On my pussy this time.” Now Hayley was getting into it; she pinched her legs together, pulled off her shorts, and squatted deep into the couch so she was exposed for Felix’s ministrations.
He reached for his bowl of unusual sensations and rested it against Hayley’s knee. She poked at it. “And what’s that?”
“A few different things I want to try,” Felix said, intently focused on the ice cube he was running up her leg. "With the blindfold on. Just focus on how it feels.“
"Okay,” Hayley said. She laughed nervously. "I don’t know how to do this.“
"What, enjoy how things feel?” Felix leaned in to nibble at her ear, making her blush and tuck her chin on the opposite shoulder.
“Well – yeah. I’m not used to being pleasant to my body. That’s for other people.” She had a hitch in her voice. Felix stroked her face, his mask of sexual determination slipping.
“Baby. Just enjoy this.”
“Okay.”
He ran the ice along her skin, up, up and over her thigh, to rest on her mound. Ever so slowly, he slid the ice downward, and in small circles. The water trickled in between her pussy lips and dribbled towards her entrance, until she was gasping and her pussy lips were numbed. "Something else! Oh my god. That’s so strange.“
Felix chuckled and popped the ice cube into his mouth, kissing Hayley deeply. She wriggled her tongue around his, chasing the cold muscle.
Next, Felix chose a feather from the bowl. He started on Hayley’s heels, calloused from working long weeks on her feet, and worked his way up and inside her legs. Her face twisted with amusement and concentration. "Is that…a feather?”
“Good job,” he said, lifting her shirt and taunting her nipples with the end of the feather. Hayley moaned and finally pushed her shirt back down.
“Agh! Stimulation. Okay. What else.”
He persisted with the feather, making little circles around her clit. "Patience, baby, you have to learn to take it. Hold your breath if you think you can’t stand it anymore…“