#but it's so good

[theunluckyclover775]

Jason's Music Tastes Debate

"Jason listens to white girl pop!" "No he listens to death metal!"

Jason cannot pick a lane. He can't stick to a solid costume design, or whether or not he has scars in any continuity. So who's to say he picks and sticks to one genre? Plus, imagine this:

Dick: Thanks for the ride, Little Wing. Tim: Yeah, I can't believe Dick crashed the car again. Jason: It's all good. *throws Dick his phone* Can you play the playlist pulled up? I'm gonna try and get in this lane... Dick: Sure ~Cal- i- fornia girls we're unforgettable...~ ~... That's that me, Espresso...~ ~It's Slim Pickins! If I can't find the one I love...~ Jason: Jesus, Dickie, you didn't put it on shuffle. Dick: My bad. Lemme just- there- it'll shuffle after. ~I'll just be here in the kitchen, servin' up some moanin' and bitchin'.~ Tim: Jay, why do you have so much pop mu- *WAKE UP! GRABABRUSHANDPUTALITTLE MAKEUP!* Dick wakes up from Sabrina Carpenter's Slim Pickins nap: HO-ly hell bat...man? Jason, smirking and also kinda yelling to get over the music: mmmm, Yeah, no, not in the mood. Can someone skip? *Tim, now having the phone since Dick fell asleep, hovering his thumb over the button like he's about to detonate a bomb. Dick tenses, gets ready for another loud metal song as Tim presses skip* *YOU WANTED TO!-* ~Lara Don't you let 'em get your head down, they don't know a thing about the rain clouds. They don't even know the way the wind's bound. So how could they know your name?~ Tim: The fuck's this? Dick: Is that a banjo..? Jason: It's guitar, dumbass. And insult The Arcadian Wild again and I pull out your vocal chords.

[ariadne-mouse]

truly the best Mentopolis reveal is Danielle giving a fantastic speech to the court at a critical moment, rolling well enough for it to win, and then we learn she was an actual paralegal IRL before she did comedy

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price introduces The Fly (1958)

[angelsberrymilk]

AU where Sam and Dean find out they have an 11 month old half brother a year after John Winchester's death. And worst of all, his mum is just about 20.

I need the angst, the anger and the fucked up situation of it all.

When they first meet the girl, she's a waitress at a shitty dinner in a random town, serving Dean his greasy burger and Sam his salad. She looks so terribly young and exhausted despite the polite customer service smile and laughs she lets out.

She's pretty and Dean throws one of his charming grins her way and flirts with her, watching her trying to keep it professional and scribble aggressively their orders in her little notepad. Sam kicks him under the table, feeling bad for the girl. And then she leaves, but without Dean's eyes following her until she disappears to the back.

Then her manager gets brutally mauled in the diner by the monster of the week after closing hours and Dean and Sam investigate the scene. They spend a night after the other following each of her co-workers back to their homes, watching over them and for the beast to strike. Nothing happened, not a single peep from the monster. And so the next night was her turn to be stalked by the brothers in the dead of night, parked not far away from the filthy and run-down apparently she calls home.

They wait, and wait, taking turns walking around the building in case anything pops up. Until a screams makes them run up the stairs with weapons in hand, breaking the door without a second thought. Bullets fly and sobs gets louder and louder from the poor waitress, curled on the floor against the wall. When the thing's dead and it's all over, Dean tries to get her to stop crying, until he realises it wasn't her sobbing but a little baby boy clutched to her chest and he gets hit with hauntingly familiar eyes and dark hair.

Sam helps the girl up when Dean is all but frozen, still dripping with sweat and hair stuck in every direction and smelling of the impala and shitty coffee.

The girl shushes her babyboy, trying to stop her body from trembling and trying to rip her eyes away from the disgusting sight in the middle of her flat, blood soaking most of the wooden floorboard at their feet.

It takes them a while to all calm down, sitting in the other side of the flat, on her bed with her babyboy still in her arms. Her eyes look foogy, they have that far away look in them, her hair sticking in all directions and her thin t-shirt falling of one shoulder, blood drops drying on her barefeet from the chaos.

"Who are you? You're not FBI.." She whispers, looking up at Sam and Dean with a sad and scared face, a face that only begs to be hugged and protected from all dangers of the world.

"We're hunters, we help get rid of-- monsters." Sam explains, trying and failing to give her a reassuring smile, unable to look at her in the eyes for too long.

"How old are you?" Dean suddenly asks and she feels scared, his tone empty of any comfort.

Sam doesn't say anything but looks at Dean, frustration, anger and fear swimming behind his tired eyes.

"Why?" She asks, eyes flitting between the two in fear.

"Answer the question." Dean repeats.

"Dean," Sam says, unsure what he's even trying to do. He wants to know too, this couldn't be a coincidence at all, the little boy looks a lot like their father and them for that matter.

"I'm," She clears her throat, "I'm 20."

"Fuck," Dean says and all but collapses on her bed, sitting with his elbows on his knees, Gun still in hand while his hands covered his face.

"What?" She says, eyes wide. "What does that have to do with anything?" She quickly asks, defensive and scared at the same time, looking at Sam, eyes begging for answers.

"Who's his dad?.." Sam asks and gulps, watching her while Dean has a breakdown next to her on the bed.

"Uhm... It was a one night stand and I didn't bother looking for his dad-- But I don't understand-"

"Just answer the question." Sam cuts her off, making her flinch. He grimaces at her reaction and adds a, "Please..." Just for good measure.

She looks down at her babyboy sleeping against her chest, and back up at Sam, "He said his name was John."

And Sam throws up right then and there.

[questionable-idea]

the scene in wolfsong when ox realizes he likes joe and all the antics around him afterwards still pop in my head from time to time and i'm so fucking gay for it

it just makes me so giddy and lonely at the same time yknow

[evilkaeya]

The way the dance was elegant and slow paced when black swan was leading but the moment acheron's memories gained control black swan got brutally thrown around like a ragdoll until she went limp Oh I'm getting goosebumps rewatching this scene

[stochastiz]

how am i supposed to keep a straight face while telling someone that the genre of music i'm really into right now is progressive post-hardcore/math-rock, aka swancore

[secundus-cinaedus]

crying pissing cumming at how good severance s2 is so far if the entire season goes on like this and sticks its landing it will easily become one of the best television shows ever

[bibaybe]

Released in December of 2013, Coming of Age is Cordelia Love's debut album. Highly anticipated by her youtube audience, Coming of Age released to a strong fanbase and shot up the charts. Completely written by Love and produced by newcomer Nikhil Kothari before Love was signed to Roque Records, critics praised the album for Love's strong vocals and Kothari's experimental production.

Featuring eleven original songs and four included on the deluxe version, Coming of Age includes five singles: Feather, Coming of Age, Movie Star, Reckless Driving ft Kendall Knight of Big Time Rush, and Sparks Fly.

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highly inspired by @praetoravila's album edits!! go check them out immediately

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[milliesfishes]

the physical excitement I feel over Tom Blyth being cast in A Farewell To Arms is medically alarming

[callme-l]

They wanted to take me down, but I've been down since I discovered that exist Open Arms Reprise

[goldengodcannibal]

so fucking stoked this is on the setlist

[longagoitwastuesday]

I just saw the best Shoko fanart ever svfksnxknd

[koterkot]

drew this little grox goober because i keep seeing this one dude's/dudette's/theydettes posts and stuff and they're lowkey fire as FUCK!! so... i drew celeste!! GOD I NEED TO PLAY SPORE AGAIN I FUCKING LOVE THAT GAME SO MUCH i'm still not giving a CENT to EA for it piracy ftw @grox-empire < check em out if you like spore and aliens and shit (GORE WARNING!!!! THE ART IS GOOD BUT PEOPLE THERE DIE AND SHIT!!!!) (oh my fucking god i'm never drawing a grox ever aagain this shit hard as FUCK!!!! GIRL!!! CELESTE!!! YOUR DESIGN TOO FIRE!!! YOUR SWAG TOO COMPLEXITY!!!! THEY'LL BUTCHER YOU BRO!!! [they as in me] THEY'LL FUCK YOU UP!!!!!) i'll stop the yapping now. toodles gang!