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Posts tagged: halp

perks-of-being-chinese:

nipsl1p:

bowtozhao:

lunaticobscurity:

lmao i swear japan has the greatest game shows

WAS THAT PLUNGER WORTH IT

DID SHE DIE I DONT UNDERSTAND OH MY GOD

WHAT THE FUCK JAPAN

perks-of-being-chinese:

nipsl1p:

bowtozhao:

lunaticobscurity:

lmao i swear japan has the greatest game shows

WAS THAT PLUNGER WORTH IT

DID SHE DIE I DONT UNDERSTAND OH MY GOD

WHAT THE FUCK JAPAN

I DON’T THINK I’M READY FOR THIS PAINFUL HORRIBLE JELLY

thesterekship:

The most important post, I’m sure of it.


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regala-electra:

thatironstring:

kashmir1:

iamnotswarley:

therealfoxxcub:

birdbitch:

sataaaaaan:

illusionswillbedreams:

jasonlasers:

Chris.
Evans.

CHRIS R U OKAY

CHRIS YOU CAN’T JUST DO SHIT LIKE THIS.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
NO NO NO
WHAT A GOOD BUTT
AND IF THAT’S BOSTON I’LL SHIT MYSELF

WHAT IS GOING HERE FASF;KSDGDFGJD

YOU’RE WELCOME.

UNACCEPTABLE, EVANS.

KDHSULSJFGJSFHG


He’s the badonkadonk hero America deserves.

regala-electra:

thatironstring:

kashmir1:

iamnotswarley:

therealfoxxcub:

birdbitch:

sataaaaaan:

illusionswillbedreams:

jasonlasers:

Chris.

Evans.

CHRIS R U OKAY

CHRIS YOU CAN’T JUST DO SHIT LIKE THIS.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

NO NO NO

WHAT A GOOD BUTT

AND IF THAT’S BOSTON I’LL SHIT MYSELF

WHAT IS GOING HERE FASF;KSDGDFGJD

YOU’RE WELCOME.

UNACCEPTABLE, EVANS.

KDHSULSJFGJSFHG

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He’s the badonkadonk hero America deserves.

thefrogman:

Baby bats in blankets by Katie [deviantart]
[h/t: tiny-creatures]

thefrogman:

Baby bats in blankets by Katie [deviantart]

[h/t: tiny-creatures]

helenish:

wolveswolves:

linshial submitted:

Photographer Lassi Rautiainen recently captured the profound partnership between a she-wolf and a brown bear in the wilds of northern Finland. For days, he witnessed the strange pair meet every evening to share food after a hard day of hunting. No one knows when or how this relationship was formed, “but it is certain that by now each of them needs the other.” 
(via la Republica, photo: IBERPRESS)


BRB, quitting everything to write only she-wolf/brown bear romance stories 4evah, like here’s how it started:
"Get the fuck away from me, I don’t need you," Wolf said, jerking her eyes up, away from the fresh kill.
"How long’s it been since you ate?" Bear said, slowly.
"I dunno, how long’s it been since you were a huge furry moron sticking your nose where it didn’t belong?" Wolf said.
"I’m Brownie," Brownie said. “That’s what—that’s my name."
"And I still don’t give a fuck," Wolf said.
"Fine, don’t eat," Brownie said. “But I’m not finishing it, I’m full."
"Just take it home to your kids," Wolf said.
"I don’t—have any," Brownie said. 
"Yeah you do, I saw you, you—oh," Wolf said. “Okay. Me either."
Brownie said nothing, nosing into the carcass, eating another bite of viscera.
"I could—were you going to eat the heart, because—I could eat," Wolf said, flicking one ear back and forth, a quick, nervous gesture.

for those of you just turning in, helen is a MONSTER

helenish:

wolveswolves:

linshial submitted:

Photographer Lassi Rautiainen recently captured the profound partnership between a she-wolf and a brown bear in the wilds of northern Finland. For days, he witnessed the strange pair meet every evening to share food after a hard day of hunting. No one knows when or how this relationship was formed, “but it is certain that by now each of them needs the other.” 

(via la Republica, photo: IBERPRESS)

BRB, quitting everything to write only she-wolf/brown bear romance stories 4evah, like here’s how it started:

"Get the fuck away from me, I don’t need you," Wolf said, jerking her eyes up, away from the fresh kill.

"How long’s it been since you ate?" Bear said, slowly.

"I dunno, how long’s it been since you were a huge furry moron sticking your nose where it didn’t belong?" Wolf said.

"I’m Brownie," Brownie said. “That’s what—that’s my name."

"And I still don’t give a fuck," Wolf said.

"Fine, don’t eat," Brownie said. “But I’m not finishing it, I’m full."

"Just take it home to your kids," Wolf said.

"I don’t—have any," Brownie said. 

"Yeah you do, I saw you, you—oh," Wolf said. “Okay. Me either."

Brownie said nothing, nosing into the carcass, eating another bite of viscera.

"I could—were you going to eat the heart, because—I could eat," Wolf said, flicking one ear back and forth, a quick, nervous gesture.

for those of you just turning in, helen is a MONSTER