hipster-makoto:

Featuring the Axis Trio and the Allies.

I made a little click-and-drag game out of sheer boredom. Click and drag to see who you will get!

F*** Russia, Marry France, Kill Russia 

(via loki-del-rey)

whydouwantaname:

araniaart:

msfcatlover:

whydouwantaname:

stranded18:

I’m working on my stucky RPG these days_(:з」∠)_But it takes so much time that I‘ve thought of giving up for several times T^T…So I’m wondering if anyone would like to play this game? It may be really simple and bored ;;w;;

How often do I have to reblog this for you to finish it?
U think I am joking? I reblogged the Misha-gif-post 200 times. Don’t think I am afraid to reblog this as often if I have to! :p

OHMYGODS, THAT LOOKS AWESOME! HELLS YES, I WOULD PLAY IT!

Holy cow!  How awesome is this?!  I’d love to play this, too, if you could/would finish this! ^.^

The second Destiel game had them have some quality time. Just saying! ^_-

whydouwantaname:

araniaart:

msfcatlover:

whydouwantaname:

stranded18:

I’m working on my stucky RPG these days_(:з」∠)_But it takes so much time that I‘ve thought of giving up for several times T^T…So I’m wondering if anyone would like to play this game? It may be really simple and bored ;;w;;

How often do I have to reblog this for you to finish it?

U think I am joking? I reblogged the Misha-gif-post 200 times. Don’t think I am afraid to reblog this as often if I have to! :p

OHMYGODS, THAT LOOKS AWESOME! HELLS YES, I WOULD PLAY IT!

Holy cow!  How awesome is this?!  I’d love to play this, too, if you could/would finish this! ^.^

The second Destiel game had them have some quality time. Just saying! ^_-

antisjwyellowfang:

Just your daily reminders:

  • Racists are a problem
  • White people are not
  • Homophobes are a problem
  • Straight people are not
  • Transphobes are a problem
  • Cis people are not
  • Sexists are a problem
  • Men are not

And most importantly,

  • Hating an innocent person solely because of their race, sexuality, or gender makes you a fucking asshole

(Source: egalitarianyellowfang, via loki-del-rey)

whydouwantaname:

lilsparrow72:

whydouwantaname:

destiels-fallen-angel:

lilith-rising-demon:

adam-pancake:

lilith-rising-demon:

coolestcateva:

whydouwantaname:

deangirlspn2005:

whydouwantaname:

Let’s show Misha some love by making this gif the most reblogged gif of all of tumblr!  
Wouldn’t this be sweet considering that Jensen in shorts will be the most reblogged picture and Jared in shirt the second most reblogged one?  ^_-

Challenge accepted, let’s do this!


Thank you so much!! Have a follow!!! <3 <3 <3


Misha deserves our love!

I’ll reblog this everyday i swear. Our overlord needs us guys

where are the freaking NOTES!!!

When this post breaks the tumblr world record Misha will be like: *sigh* what have my minions done this time? Is my face everywhere again? Are they searching for my nonexistent tumblr? Are they defiling my face with alpacas? What about Bagels? Pancakes? WHAT IS IT THIS TIME??!

Then he would tweet about it.

If he did tweet about it, surely he would be arguing while there are no alpacas! XD
Now I am sad there are none! :p

Come on guys!!! Let’s still repost this!!!! For Misha!!!!!!


A friend! XD

whydouwantaname:

lilsparrow72:

whydouwantaname:

destiels-fallen-angel:

lilith-rising-demon:

adam-pancake:

lilith-rising-demon:

coolestcateva:

whydouwantaname:

deangirlspn2005:

whydouwantaname:

Let’s show Misha some love by making this gif the most reblogged gif of all of tumblr! 

Wouldn’t this be sweet considering that Jensen in shorts will be the most reblogged picture and Jared in shirt the second most reblogged one?  ^_-

Challenge accepted, let’s do this!

Thank you so much!! Have a follow!!! <3 <3 <3

Misha deserves our love!

I’ll reblog this everyday i swear. Our overlord needs us guys

where are the freaking NOTES!!!

When this post breaks the tumblr world record Misha will be like:
*sigh* what have my minions done this time? Is my face everywhere again? Are they searching for my nonexistent tumblr? Are they defiling my face with alpacas? What about Bagels? Pancakes? WHAT IS IT THIS TIME??!

Then he would tweet about it.

If he did tweet about it, surely he would be arguing while there are no alpacas! XD

Now I am sad there are none! :p

Come on guys!!! Let’s still repost this!!!! For Misha!!!!!!

A friend! XD

destiel

whydouwantaname:

tumblmushroom:

destiel is both canon and not canon. it’s canon that dean and cas love each other and will sacrifice almost anything for each other. but they are not in an established romantic relationship. but they dont have to be in a relationship for them to love eachother but that’s all that matters

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Captain America approves!

A Supernatural post was hijacked by an Avengers gif! That was unexpected.

shingeki-no-ask-crack:

miraakthesecond:

toastyhat:

2-spooky-4-ur-ass:

wander-panzer:

genderchangertesu:



My instinct is screaming “Don’t do it!!” But then my curiosity shows up, punches instinct in the face and whispers “Do it.”

Reblog because I know for a fact that nobody will tell me.

I feel safe reblogging this because everyone will just tell me what kind of art they want. &gt;_&gt;



Oh my God please. And detailed. PLEASE.

shingeki-no-ask-crack:

miraakthesecond:

toastyhat:

2-spooky-4-ur-ass:

wander-panzer:

genderchangertesu:

image

My instinct is screaming “Don’t do it!!” But then my curiosity shows up, punches instinct in the face and whispers “Do it.”

Reblog because I know for a fact that nobody will tell me.

I feel safe reblogging this because everyone will just tell me what kind of art they want. >_>

image

Oh my God please. And detailed. PLEASE.

(Source: winnipeg-gurl69, via moonworrior)

whydouwantaname said: Steve and Bucky going to a fancy restaurant. Steve being worried that the Winter Soldier may appear if Bucky is angered somehow but he is all 30s/40s charme and all the people fall for him. All but Steve because Steve already fell for him 70 years ago! XD

You got more than I intended to give. Congrats. The prompt spoke to me…

- - - - - - - - - - >

The entire experience was surreal from the lavish red-woven tapestries hung like curtains over the windowless walls to the polished and flaked marble tile. Steve had never been to a restaurant so high end, or any other building designed for the affluent for that matter. His family had never been anywhere near wealthy. The medical bills alone had made sure of that, let alone the loss of his mother. Living from paycheck to paycheck and scrounging for proper medications never allowed him to experience a five-star restaurant, which is exactly why Bucky had thought this a good idea. Despite the incredibly romantic gesture, the super-soldier found it hard to relax, feeling inadequate to be in such high company, even if a couple of men had stripped themselves of their jackets post entry.

James had grown up among one of the military camps, acting as a mascot for a long while. After he had decided to run away from the orphanage, he had been unofficially adopted by the camp’s warden and was paid a hefty allowance weekly. That is until he was considered working-age and said reward could be rightfully deemed his wage. As such, he always had plenty of dough lining his pockets to waste on the dames and had accompanied his ‘father’ to formal military galas and the like.

Bucky’s memory was spotty as best, flashes would sear their way before his eyes before he could fully comprehend. But he could remember a couple of these parties and he could remember his old friend.

Unfortunately, Steve also understood that he could remember the pain and torture associated with Hydra, associated with the colour red, and the deep crimsons in the decorum did nothing to set his mind at ease. Bucky, however was an intoxicating sight. His dark auburn hair was tied slightly off-kilter, framing the man’s neck on one side. It was odd to see him in a suit. He’d never worn anything but military uniforms to special events in his teens and early twenties. Looking at him now from across the white-clad table, Rogers knew that the dolls were missing out and felt special for being the only one to see Bucky like this, adorned in a sleek navy suit that hugged his figure in all the right ways. No longer hungry for just his food, his eyes traveled upward to meet those of his date, but were met instead with the disconcerting sight of a gleaming hand positioned over his eyes.

"You okay, Buck?" Steve lowered his menu, paying more attention to the situation at hand. A momentary silence passed before Bucky answered, hissing in a breath from the headache that was, no doubt, plaguing him.

"Yeah, no sweat…"

"You’re sure?" He assured, glancing around. The last thing either of them needed was another public episode. In a place like this, there would be no way to evacuate the civilians quickly enough. His mind began to burn through the locations of exits, the number of people in the room and everything else he had cataloged six different times since entering the room out of sheer nerves alone.

"Steve, don’t."

"What?"

"I’m fine. I can get through this, just… Don’t go all Captain America on me." Bucky reluctantly uncovered his eyes to look at his date and attempted to feign a smile. "I just want you to have a good time." 

"We can have a good time somewhere else," he suggested, just starting to stand from the table when Bucky’s fist came down on the table hard enough to produce an exceptionally audible thud. Steve immediately tensed, clenching his jaw subconsciously as he eased back into his chair. 

"Why do you always do this," Barnes fumed quietly, turning his gaze to the napkin resting in his lap. "You have so much faith in everyone but me, even that share crop you’re always with." Rogers was caught dumbfounded by Bucky’s words. By no means was Natasha a harlot, but he was right about him.

"Buck, I-"

"Stow it."

The waitress came to take their orders and, upon both having received their entrees, the men ate their respective meals in relative silence. Bucky calmed down, Steve acclimated to the environment and soon enough they were commenting on each other’s choice of wardrobe rather than the incident only a few moments before.

"I’m just trying to look out for ya’," Steve pursued after a pause in their mutual ogling. 

"I know, but that’s my job. It’s always been… Hasn’t it?” The last two words tore straight through his heart.

"Yeah, Buck, it is."

Interested?

The first five people who send me a prompt in my ask-box will receive a short Stucky drabble in their names.

Come. 

Bonus Round!

Would you look at that! I satisfied all the promised ficlets for my previous post! :) Unfortunately, a couple of you reblogged or liked it after the cut-off, so I would like to offer you a consolation prize. If you reblogged or liked my ‘For Anyone Who Ships Stucky or is Otherwise Interested' post (all three of you) after the cut-off, meaning that you did not recieve a ficlet in your name on the tag, send me a prompt in my ask and I will write you a four-line poem to that prompt.

Thank you!

Oh the Irony

"Lip piercing, right? Yeah, I’m not ready for that," he had said. Little did he know that he would not only end up with someone with a full-metal arm, but with a man to boot. If the 20th century hadn’t already hit Steve hard, it sucker-punched him when the first spark of romance flashed between him and his old friend.

Bucky, on the other hand, was far more adjusted to the modern times and had long since abandoned the attempt to figure himself out, sexuality included. Whatever was, was. Whatever wasn’t, wasn’t. That was it; end of story.

 So when the two finally shared a kiss, James took control, never once touching the other man with his bionic limb throughout the embrace, and Rogers broke them apart, quickly going back in for a second taste of what he had never considered an option.