iamsupernaturalsbitch:

Season 9 Promo Outtakes

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allthingstechtheatre:

whitehairkun:

uhhsage:

petitiontobringbackthedodobird:

"Mom, Dad…I’m a thespian."

*aggressively snaps while dramatically exiting stage right*

december-whether-or-not

"The Bible says Adam and Eve,

not *snap snap* *jazz hands* and *dramatic leave*”

Mom: “your just going through a stage”

Me: “no mom, I’m going on stage” *strikes dramatic pose*

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amazingsprinkle:

omg my dash did a thing

amazingsprinkle:

omg my dash did a thing

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me at age 12: ew older men
now: wow he's only 30?

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SLICE THEIR PALM TO GET BLOOD. do you know how many nerve endings are in your hand?!?! why don’t they ever cut the back of their arm or their leg or something omfg

me everytime a character in a movie has to get a few drops of their blood for some ritual bullshit  (via jtoday)

WHILE WE’RE AT IT, why do people try to cross those skinny bridges over lava/chasms/whatever by walking upright. IT’S CALLED CENTER OF GRAVITY. get on your hands and knees and crawl across that thing. HUG IT. SCOOT YOUR BUTT ACROSS. “but i look stupid!” lalalala but we’ll avoid that ~dramatic moment~ where you almost fall over and die because your damn fucking self wanted to look COOL

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and stop yanking IV lines out of your arms the minute you wake up in the hospital 

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That is a broadsword, why are you fencing with it

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There is a freaking door right there. Stop smashing through windows, damn it.

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yes, mr. action hero, I am aware that running dramatically from the baddies at breakneck speed is important, but know what else is important? NOT GETTING SHOT. RUN IN A FUCKING ZIGZAG PATTERN ON THE OFF CHANCE THAT THE MOOKS WERE NOT COACHED IN MARKSMANSHIP BY THE IMPERIAL STORMTROOPERS.

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Oh, hey, you there, sneaky hero-type breaking into any place for any reason? WEAR SOME FUCKING GLOVES. They’re called fingerprints, dumbass. You have them and you’re putting them all over the fucking place.

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If something really fucking huge is falling on you, don’t FUCKING RUN ALONG THE LENGTH JUST TAKE LIKE TWO FUCKING STEPS TO THE SIDE

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wEAR A FUCKING HELMET OBERYN YOU LITTLE SHIT

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And for god’s sake, PUT PRESSURE ON THAT WOUND, DON’T SIT THERE AND WATCH THEM BLEED OUT. I’m talking to you, TV cops.

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Check for a pulse damn it!

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bleachdalilah:

thtwhitegurrl:

slutdust:

I bought my friend an elephant for their room.

They said “Thank you.”

I said “Don’t mention it.”

Is there a joke here that 15 thousand people get but I don’t?

PLEASE EXPLAIN

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stand:

bookjunkie26:

samswittyusername:

alangwiggy:

madmothmiko:

acolytejezebel:

Impossible!!

How do you even…. ?

This is the type of stage pageantry that people pay hundreds to see. Imagine how long the costume designer took intricately put into making those dresses the people behind the scene are the true heroes of theater 

The one on the right is a true work of art

THEATRE

AH YES THEATRE

i saw cinderella on broadway and when this happened i was like wuht the frick

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miss-evening:

jack frost + self-hatred

This only strengthens my headcanon, that behind those beautiful, glimmering eyes, and big, sweet smile… during those 300 years of loneliness, Jack did suffer severe depression and anxiety. And he used snow days and fun times with children, to live on, and to have a reason to exist. That behind his confident facade, Jack had many insecurities, and one of them was hating himself, and blaming himself for things that happened.

Now I do believe Jack recovered, since the end of the movie when he joined the Guardians… the question is… how long did Jack’s happiness last, after the end of the movie? Does he hang out with Jamie, or the Guardians every day, to prevent loneliness?

I guess that’s up for imagination to decide.~

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