Do you prefer to be a good boy or a bad boy in your life?
If I dont respond to your insult it means what i wanted to say was too mean and I decided to let you live
The Avengers as a Western
Steve is the Sheriff. Clint is his deputy. Tony is the Blacksmith. Natasha runs the Saloon. Bruce is the physician with a split personality and Thor gets into a hell of a lot of tavern brawls.
Together, however, they manage to bring order to the once corrupt town of Triskelion.
Remember The Avengers as a 70s Cop Drama? A Western might be cooler.
Sassy as fuck.
Now that’s the Castiel I love.
That look that he gives him…it is like “What? Yeah that was me. You impressed?”
I laugh so hard at this every time jsut cas omg
I miss my original flavor sassy Cassie.
omg i cant
original flavor sassy Cassie
He’s still there with lines like:
“You know, I can hear you, I am a celestial being.”
“I’m an angel, you ass.”
“I’m aproximately the size of the Crysler building”
or those times when Dean says things like: “Can you lift this.” and Cas is all *bitch, please*
*just look at me, doing all the work* *I’m fabulous, aren’t I?*
and this one just speaks for itself:
like “srsly you underestimate me baby”
Sasstiel: Angel of the Lord
He’s a strong independent angel who don’t need no Lord
Everything about Nine was great
Everything he said was pure gold
And not just the funny and sass…
Even when he don’t say anything, tho
I love how he was always smiling
Even tought he was the most damaged Doctor
The way he looked at Rose
GOD, THEY WERE SO CUTE
I want him back
its like boys are the oscars and im leonardo dicaprio
””“”“why did you cut your hair?::”“”“” i cut my hair to piss you off. specifially you, i was thinking of you when i cut my hair. i was thinking that you, specifically, would be interested in what my newly short hair meant to you, specifically.
It’s okay, everybody. It’s okay, I’m an Avenger.
Sherlock/Benedict parallels [1/?]
↳ [Benedict’s] first memory is of staring at the sky…. When Benedict would cry, [his parents] would carry his pram up to the roof and point him skywards. Then he would become still. He would smile. And often, he would sleep. He, remembers, still, the wonder he felt at this: “A vision of sky.” | GQ