☆ Here we have the wild moose, walking towards your dashboard and giving you the intense eye-sex stare ☆ (◕‿◕✿)
[ squirrel version coming soon ]
for some reason I’m not afraid of weeping angels anymore
omFg I a m cRY
This makes me look at these things in a whole different light.
#what happens when you blink
#you can practically hear him #’see that rhodey? national. treasure.’
If I had to choose only one gif to describe life at 221B, this would be it.
A+ gif usage.
"And what do we say to death?"
"The fuck out my face"
"Talk to the hand"
what are they trying to tell us? i just don’t know!!! it’s so difficult! i have 0 ideas about what this could mean!!!!
Even Steve’s face in that last gif says wait wait wait this is a stupid plan I fucked up I’m trash
REBLOGGING FOR THE COMMENT
i already know how unpopular i am on this website i dont need a graph to tell me thanks
This makes me so sad
My headcanon for the MCU-verse is the Frigga always wanted more children, but they only ever had Thor. Frigga smiled and pretended all was well, but there was always a secret longing for a child who was more like her. As much as she loved Thor, he was very much his father’s son and the golden child. He had no patience for magic and tricks.
And then her husband comes back from war with this infant, a child who could be a hostage against the Jotun, who could one day be useful, an ally on the throne of Jotunheim. But Frigga doesn’t see that. She sees a frightened baby, and takes him from Odin, and cradles him as if he’s her own, and the baby’s cries soften.
"He is a Jotun. You cannot forget that," Odin said, over and over, but Frigga only smiled and said, "No. He is my son."
Sure, I didn’t need those feels