you’re chris one and chris two, is that okay?
Misha Collins on the sigils on his chest
People say it looked painted on? The truth is, I went through a hell of a lot for people to think it was just painted on. I’m permanently disfigured. I read the script, and they had an image there of how they wanted the sigil to look like, and I did it before coming in to shoot that morning at home with a straight razor. And then they had a special effects make-up person, unbeknownst to me, who is there for the day. Well obviously, they didn’t have to do anything, coz I had already done it. But yeah, I guess they were planning to do some sort of prosthetic and make it look like it was carved in, but they didn’t have to coz I had already done it. The shooting took a little longer than usual because I kept fainting from bloodloss. But I think you would agree, that it led to authenticity.
Wow that’s amazing, I thought it was fake after seeing them draw on the paper. That alone is ingenious.
what the hell
oh my gOD
i was already dead at the dance dance revolution part
thaaat’s pretty cool
i’m dying right now oh my god i need this in my life
I love humanity sometimes.
dear santa….
…banana
COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
WHOA
that
is so cool
To always love you. To defend you even if I know you’re wrong. To surprise you. To always pick up your call no matter what I’m doing. To bake you cookies at least twice a year and to kiss you whenever and where ever you want. Mostly to make sure that you always remember how perfectly imperfect you are. - Blaine Anderson
Yes, I made these. I had a lot of feels, okay? xD
IT’S THE IMPALA-TARDIS.
THE IMPALARDIS. THE TARDPALA.
I SHIP IT.
xD
Tardpala
It’s the Tardis/Impala’s baby together. I approve highly.
One day in the future
- Son: Hello, mother. I am home.
- Me: Did you make any new friends at school?
- Son: Yes. I was approached on the playground by this boy, Dean-
- Me: Marry him.
- Son: I don't understand. Why do you-
- Me: Don't argue with me, Castiel!
The parents who took this picture are the most open minded people alive. I think this is the best photograph I’ve seen on Tumblr in my entire time of being here. I see no problem with it at all. I love this picture. I should make it my icon. So fuck you if you hate instead of love.
I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS PHOTOSET FOREVER
YESSS
BEST COMMERCIAL
They hold each other tight as they turn the corner. Totally in love.
Kid!Klaine
“Blaine? What’s going on?” Kurt frowned as Blaine sat him down on his couch.
Blaine sighed, standing in front of him. “Okay, so you said that you wanted to marry a prince so I went home and asked Cooper how to be a prince but he didn’t make a lot of sense and wasn’t really helpful but he said that if I wanted to be your prince I should sing you a song and point at you which seems silly but if it’ll make me a prince, I’ll do it for you plus there was this song that mommy was listening to yesterday and it reminded me of you.” He took a deep breath. “So here goes.”
He started singing, his young voice slightly cracking and slurring past a couple of lyrics.
You’d think that people would have had enough of silly love songs
But I look around me and I see it isn’t so, oh no
Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs
But what’s wrong with that? I’d like to know. ‘Cause here I go again…
I love you.
He made sure to point right at Kurt as he said, “you”.
I love you.
When he’d finished, Kurt was staring at him awestruck on the couch. “So…” Blaine said nervously. “What did you think?”
Kurt scooted forward and took Blaine’s hand. “Wow, Blaine.” he whispered, awestruck. “That was amazing. You’re definitely my prince.”
Blaine grinned. “Good, because I love you, Kurt and I want to be your prince.” He tightened his hold on his hand. “Does this mean that we’re married now?”
Kurt shook his head bashfully, blushing before he leaned over and kissed Blaine on the cheek. “There,” he said shyly. “Now we’re married.”
Blaine grinned and hugged Kurt, his husband.
And then they watched Aladdin.
