Dashingly Awkward

fetchhappened: mcgooglykins: #IS HIS FACE WHEN KIRK AND SPOCK...

Mon, 20 May 2013 19:36:51 -0400

mcgooglykins:

#IS HIS FACE WHEN KIRK AND SPOCK WALK IN #LIKE LEGIT ‘YAY MUM AND DAD ARE HOME DID YOU BRING ME STUFF?’

#it’s like the last day of shore leave #and kirk and spock are just relaxing and all of a sudden kirk is like ”shit! we forgot to get something for the kids!” #and spock is all ”captain you don’t have to get presents for the crew every time - ” #and kirk just interrupts with ”CHEKOV’S FACE.” #and spock considers this and then wordlessly gets up and heads in the direction of the souvenir stand

#at first glance i thought this was a futuristic forrest...

Mon, 20 May 2013 18:20:09 -0400

#at first glance i thought this was a futuristic forrest gump #my mother never told me that life was like a box of chocolates because that is illogical

doctorcaslock: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON FUCK THIS SHIT- I AM SO DONE I’LL LAY MY HEAD, BUT I WON’T...

Mon, 20 May 2013 16:34:10 -0400

doctorcaslock:

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON

FUCK THIS SHIT- I AM SO DONE

I’LL LAY MY HEAD, BUT I WON’T REST,

I’LL JUST CRY SOME MORE

snapchatting: i was confident for like 2 minutes one time

Sun, 19 May 2013 19:52:08 -0400

snapchatting:

i was confident for like 2 minutes one time

et-in-arkadia: literally my favorite thing in the brick

Sun, 19 May 2013 19:37:20 -0400

et-in-arkadia:

literally my favorite thing in the brick

hawkeyedriza: absolutelydestinysmood: nannajane: in 7 years its going to be the 20s again so we...

Sun, 19 May 2013 19:12:38 -0400

hawkeyedriza:

absolutelydestinysmood:

nannajane:

in 7 years its going to be the 20s again so we can bring back swing music and the aesthetics of that era but keep modern values who’s with me

you can’t repeat the past

can’t repeat the past? why, of course you can! of course you can.

fionapondwilliams: prends-la-vie-comme-elle-vient: Asylum...

Sun, 19 May 2013 18:19:48 -0400

fionapondwilliams:

prends-la-vie-comme-elle-vient:

~~Asylum~~ Waiting Room of the Big Three.

it’s funny because it looks like the sherlock fandom are sane here

Do u want 2 RP?

Sun, 19 May 2013 18:10:53 -0400

nadakariri:

http://logs.omegle.com/fcac66a

ha ha ha

To every member of the Superwholock fandom

Sun, 19 May 2013 16:46:31 -0400

thebookthief101:

We are all on hiatus now guys. We all have to stop each other from going insane.

myjusticecake: flutiebear: lastlabyrinth: #I DON’T UNDERSTAND...

Sun, 19 May 2013 15:01:12 -0400

myjusticecake:

flutiebear:

lastlabyrinth:

#I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT I NEED TO WRITE MY NAME FOR

This is the single greatest thing this fandom has ever produced.

This is fucking transcendental. AND THE BEST PART IS THAT IT’S ENTIRELY WITHIN THE REALM OF CANON POSSIBILITY.

ALRIGHT YOU LITTLE SHITS

Sat, 18 May 2013 20:54:10 -0400

tawnyshine:

worthyourweightinfanfiction:

dreamwurks:

hacheload:

rosenkristall:

TUMBLR AND IT’S FUTURE IS AT STAKE HERE

SIGN AND REBLOG IF YOU WANT TO SAVE TUMBLR FROM YAHOO

SIGNAL BOOST

HOLY FUCKING SHIT, I CHECKED AND THIS IS NOT A DRILL

I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A DRILL.

We need 5,000,000 signatures

i know there’s enough bloggers out there

hell sign twice using different emails.

SPREAD THIS LIKE WILDFIRE

I just queued this like seventeen times prepare yourselves

Get her back for me! Get her back for me now, or I will cut you...

Sat, 18 May 2013 20:37:06 -0400

Get her back for me! Get her back for me now, or I will cut you to pieces.

I just noticed:

Sat, 18 May 2013 17:50:30 -0400

blackrapture1990:

Dean Winchester was pulled out of Hell on September 18, 2008. It was a Thursday. This can be considered a ‘rebirth day’. The Angel of Thursday is Castiel.

Sam Winchester was born on May 2, 1983, it was a Monday. The Angel of Monday is Gabriel.

kennedyclintonkat: isaisanisa: johnlock-in-kneesocks: isaisani...

Sat, 18 May 2013 15:57:42 -0400

kennedyclintonkat:

isaisanisa:

johnlock-in-kneesocks:

isaisanisa:

jaymeecutup:

gallifresh:

isaisanisa:

I didn’t have a French flag

You get the concept though

I AM CRYING JESUS CIHRST

is that the impala?

Technically it’s our coffee table

IM SO CONFUSED THOUGH
LIKE YOU’VE GOT THE RED COAT
BUT ALSO A WINE BOTTLE
WHO
ARE
YOU???

I AM LES MIS!

plus it’s a bottle of Irish Whiskey
I really don’t know why you people keep reblogging this shit

is that an angel-banishing sigil

kogla: I got you, my angel!

Sat, 18 May 2013 15:01:37 -0400

kogla:

I got you, my angel!

SOMEONE TELL ME THEY'RE KIDDING. SOMEONE RIGHKARLSIarnpl.

Wed, 15 May 2013 21:59:14 -0400

choo-choo-mofos:

khesnliajstnl

PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS JUST A JOKE

PLEASE

yourebossy: abaddon’s vessel and naomi

Wed, 15 May 2013 21:49:40 -0400

yourebossy:

abaddon’s vessel and naomi

CAN SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT’S GOING ON RIGHT NOW

Wed, 15 May 2013 21:48:24 -0400

CAN SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT’S GOING ON RIGHT NOW

Dear Tumblr,

Wed, 15 May 2013 17:06:50 -0400

vivavoxveritas:

*TODAY* is the Supernatural season finale. We will not be alright. And we apologize for anything that might occur. You have been warned

Sincerely,

The Supernatural Fandom

You’re chatting with a random stranger. Say hello! You and the stranger both like alex...

Tue, 14 May 2013 16:19:44 -0400

You’re chatting with a random stranger. Say hello!

You and the stranger both like alex moran-moriarty, hamex, and parentlock.

Stranger is using Omegle’s mobile Web site (omegle.com on a phone or tablet)

Stranger: Going to a school dance was a horrible idea. Hamish knew it wasn’t going to go well as soon as he stepped inside, hand locked into Alex’s snugly. Every person in the crowded and sweaty gymnasium was looking at them, but more specifically at the black haired boy who never spoke to anyone-or so it seemed. How Alex, captain of the rugby team and school heartthrob, had broken through was a mystery. The eyes trained on the unusual pair were surprised when the quiet boy would grin or giggle at something the other had said, followed by a shy blush. After a while, the crowed stopped caring, and they left the couple alone for a while. But only a while. Just before the slow dance, the dance Hamish had been most excited about, he was crept up on by one of the nastiest kids in the school; Ian Adler. Before anyone even noticed Ian was around, he had already dumped the punch bowl all over Hamish, leaving him soaked in red. After a short pause, the whole room erupted in a fit of laughter, causing the humiliated student to flee. Now he was sitting outside without his date, trying his hardest not to cry as he shook fruit punch out of his hair. “Stupid idea.” He muttered to himself, hearing the slow song announcement. “Dumb ass idea.”

You: Alex was actually surprised that Hamish had agreed to go to the dance with him. He was expecting a cold stare and a ‘no’, certainly not expecting him to say yes. He made sure he looked top-notch for this dance, not wanting to look like the typical jock he usually was. He put in a lot of effort to look good for tonight, dressed nicely in the best Westwood money could buy (well, best Westwood his father’s money could buy). He smiled and held the door open for Hamish, as they walked in hand-in-hand together. Of course it was surprising to most people, but Alex paid them no attention, only caring about what Hamish had to say. They stood together the entire night, still holding hands with Hamish as they talked back and forth, glad to see him laugh and smile at everything he said- even the terrible jokes he came up with. Soon, the slow dance was going to start, and Alex wanted to pull Hamish onto the dance floor with him so they could dance together. That was, until Ian came out of nowhere and dumped Hamish completely in punch. His eyes went wide, seeing his date soaked to the bone with punch and the others laughing. “Hamish, wait!” He said, yet the other had already raced off. Ian laughed about that with the rest of the students, until Alex yanked him by his collar and planted a rather satisfying punch across his face. Of course, that got him kicked out of the dance- but he didn’t care. He walked out and spotted Hamish curled up outside, and he frowned softly. He walked over to him, shrugging off his suit jacket in the process. “You okay…?” He asked, wrapping the jacket around his soaked shoulders as he sat down beside him.

Stranger: Hamish glanced up to Alex, surpised to feel the warm jacket draped over his shoulders. “I guess.” He responsed quietly, gazing out at the school and biting down hard on his lower lip. “I’m…I’m really sorry…it’s just…they hate me.” He whispered, head dropping to look at his feet. “They’ll do anything to make me miserable…I’m so sorry they ruined tonight. I was…I was having a really nice time.” Hamish sniffled softly, shivering slightly from the cold air chilling his wet body. “I can’t go back in there. You…you should though. Find a slowd-dance partner.”

You: ”Hey, it’s not your fault.” He remarked, glancing back at the school with a glare. How could they be so mean to Hamish? Sure, when he didn’t know him- he thought he was just the quiet, nerdy boy. But now that he actually knew him, his opinion of him had changed drastically- he was still the quiet genius, he was more than that. He was funny, sweet, and a pleasure to be around. “They didn’t ruin tonight, it’s still one of the best nights I’ve had.” Seeing him shiver, he wrapped his arm around his shoulder to try to warm him up. “Well, I can’t go back in there. Sort of happens when you punch someone in face and dislocate their jaw.” He grinned, hearing the slow dance starting. Well, since they were outside, why not make the best of it? “Still want to dance?” He asked, rubbing his hand along his arm.

Stranger: Hamish sniffled again, staring at Alex with wide eyes. “You…you punched Ian? For me?” He asked quietly, looking down at himself. “I’m covered in sticky wet punch that will certainly stain your very expensive suit. Are you sure you want to dance?” The quiet boy was very unused to kindess from other people, especially his peers. So having Alex on his side was very unusual, but eh

Stranger: *he rather enjoyed it.

You: ”He poured punch all over my date then laughed about it, of course I punched. He deserved it.” Alex smiled, standing up and offering him his hands. “Who cares? It’s just a suit, I can always get a new one. Come on, let’s dance.” He continued to hold his hands out palm up, grinning down at him. God, Hamish was adorable, wasn’t he? Why hadn’t he talked to him sooner?

Stranger: A slow smile spread across Hamish’s face as he took Alex’s hands, getting to his feet. The song floated out to them, blocking out the noise from the students. The quieter and smaller boy reached his arms up, wrapping them around his dates neck before shyly leaning in to lay his head on the others shoulder. Alex was much warmer then he was, and he relished in the heat. Cheeks pink, they started to sway to the music, turning in a small circle.

You: Alex’s grin widened as Hamish took his hands and stood up with him. This certainly not what he had expected for their slow dance, but they had to do what they could with the circumstances. He moved closer so it would be easier for Hamish to reach as he rested his hands against his slender hips. He smiled softly down at him, swaying with him to the music as he kept him close. He rested his cheek against the smaller boy’s head, not really caring if it was still damp with punch- he just wanted to be closer to him.

Stranger: Hamish’s stomach was full with butterflies as he smiled into Alex’s neck, a hand gently curling into the nape of his neck. It was lovely here. Dancing with the other boy made him genuinely happy, like his books or Doctor Who. “Thanks for asking me to dance, Alex.” He said shyly, biting his lower lip a little. “This is really nice. I’m having an amazing time.”

You: Alex closed his eyes as they slowly danced to the music, one of his hands moving to rest against the small of Hamish’s back. Sure, they were dancing outside in the cold, but he didn’t care. He was with Hamish, so he had nothing to complain about. He smiled softly, “There’s no need to thank me…I should be the one thanking you for saying yes to going with me tonight.” He chuckled softly

Stranger: Hamish fell silent after that, letting himself slip into a shy silence as he curled closer to Alex. “I am having a good time though.” He said after a while, looking up to the other. As he did so, their lips brushed ever so slightly, causing a maddening blush. “S-sorry…”

You: Feeling the smaller boy curl closer to him, his smiled warmly down at him. Could he be any cuter- it was sort of impossible, really. “I’m glad…I was worried you wouldn’t.” He said softly, looking down at him. When their lips brushed, his cheeks flushed to a soft pink. After a moment, he smiled softly. “There’s no need to apologize…” If he had his way, he’d kiss him as much as he could. He leaned down a bit, not diving in completely to see if Hamish wanted it or not. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t try again.

Stranger: Hamish had never kissed anyone before. He wasn’t exactly a popular guy, so this sensation was going to be new to him. Taking a shy breath, the boy leaned up to meet Alex’s lips, softly letting them collide between them. He hoped it wasn’t too glaringly obvious that his expirence with kissing was very little. It was a hesitant kiss, but it was enjoyable none the less.

You: Hamish was just full of surprises, wasn’t he? When their lips met so gently and so softly, Alex felt that he was been skyrocketed to heaven. Never before had he felt this way when kissing someone. Of course- he had kissed quite a few people, yet he didn’t feel like this with anyone else. He smiled into the kiss, wrapping his arms around him to gently pull him closer. The kiss was hesitant, and he didn’t want to push Hamish into anything he didn’t want to do so kept the kiss at a gentle and slow pace.

Stranger: When the kiss continued, Hamish slowly began to relax, pressing against Alex with less hesitation then before. His hands gently tangled into Alex’s hair, pulling him down ever so slightly to deepen the kiss only a little. He still hung back, just to show Alex that he was new and didn’t want to push anything just yet.

You: He tilted his head to the side, flicking his tongue out for a moment to brush against Hamish’s bottom lip once Hamish tugged his hair. He didn’t want to go too fast, wanting to savor this feeling that he had in his gut. He stopped moving them around in a circle, just swaying slightly with Hamish as they kissed.

Stranger: Hamish shuddered at the soft tongue running along his bottom lip, bringing himself even closer to Alex. The kiss was wonderful, and he wanted to savor it as long as he could. Once he needed air, he pulled away slightly for a moment, taking a few breaths before pressing a soft shy kiss to the others lips, sighing happily.