a good omens AU where everything is the same but the bentley turns everything into taylor swift
#but imagine the demons trying to contact crowley in TAYLOR SWIFTS VOICE
FUCKING CHRIST
I’ve always wondered if God gets excited when we finally find the person He created us to be with. Or if He is watching and is like, “That was them! NO. NO. TURN AROUND! YOU MISSED THEM! THAT WAS THEM!”
“UGH, WHY ARE ALL MY OTPS WALKING BY EACH OTHER WITHOUT NOTICING!”
We are in a giant reality tv show and God and the angels are the fandom.
thunderstorms are nothing more than ship wars going on in heaven
haha i was a little disturbed with the whole ‘true love’ assumption but then it became about OTPs and fandom and i g o t i t
I think that the Doctor keeps doing that up and down action because he’s like I’ve seen you before I know I have. Where have I seen you before. Then when he turns around that moment of realization when he realizes that this is a reincarnation of Sir Percival and that it must mean Arthur is coming soon.
no wait what
this is what happens when two fandoms collide
(Source: sam-moriarty)
he lowers his wand because he knows that scene. A woman jumps in front of Harry willing to protect him with her own life. He didn’t see this with his own eyes but the resemblance literally disarms him for a moment before he can keep on playing his role.
Go sit in the corner and think about what you’ve done.
(Source: pilgrims)
So I showed one of my male friends who’s never watched Supernatural this
and I asked him what he thought Dean was looking at
he said, “His girlfriend stripping.”
you guys i opened a door to let the dogs out and a fucking spider ran across my foot inside and then i was screaming and my mom dropped a plastic bowl on it to not let it run away and then it fUCKING GAVE BIRTH ON THE FLOOR IN THE BOWL AND THEN WE WERE BOTH SCREAMING
WHAT DO I DO
ITS STILL IN THE BOWL AND ITS JUST HAVING MORE BABIES
FUCK
IT DROPPED MORE BABIES
MY DADS LIKE GASSING THEM WITH SPRAY AND ITS STILL GIVING BIRTH
YOU GUYS THOSE ARE ALL BABIES
FUCK MY LIFE
There is only one solution:
Slide a piece of paper under it, put the plastic lid onto the bowl, secure, bring it outside and deal with it. In an ideal universe you’d set it free in your garden or park or whatever, but given the inordinate fear you seem to have of spiders, throwing it away will suffice.
Please don’t kill them, you’ll be killing babies ):
(Source: inlouhazthrusts)
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