officialbrostrider:

bye peter

uchihabanera:

welcome to the weeaboo athletics. our first event will be the 400m naruto run

timothydelaghetto:

“Bout to get yall the highest koala-t shot!”

leobot:

So this happened on The American Military Partner Association page and I got happy.

bloglessness:

becausebirds:

commanderholly:

I bought this same big stuffed cockatiel for reasons. 

bounce

kaatzchen

hope-for-komaeda:

bunnywithacape:

‘Olay?’
‘Olay.’
The Fault In Our Sombreros.

Nacho average love story.

it’s spelled olé not olay you illiterate frick this ain’t the fault in our lotions

skeetbucket:

My heart

!!ATTENTION EVERYONE!!

miraguey:

4TH OF JULY IS CANCELED FROM NOW ON! A FIRE WORK JUST WENT OFF AND IT SCARED MY DOG! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! SHE DOESNT DESERVE THIS! DOGS DONT DESERVE THIS!

obscuror:

Ann Demeulemeester Model Casting SS16

leupagus:

itsxandy:

thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

sevenpoints:

#not getting paid enough to put up with this

HE BROUGHT IT ON HIMSELF

I actually found this pretty depressing because when Happy asks her if she’s boxed before, she looks so proud of herself when she says she has, and then he just kind of demeans her response by suggesting that she wasn’t a real boxer, and you see her face just drop. 

Natasha Romanoff: professional to an extent.

She’s professional the whole way through — Happy is the one who isn’t just stupefyingly unprofessional but vicious in his attempt to punch her when her back was turned.

Literally. He tried to punch a woman he’d just met, before she’d gotten any gloves, before he’d explained anything else to her.  Fuck anybody who thinks that Natasha’s treatment of him (which is so obviously instinct and training, not a desire to humiliate him, unlike his violence toward her) is unprofessional.