I’ve been meaning to post this for ages now, this is a TARDIS bookshelf I made for a school project.
It about 1.2 meters high, the windows and lamp at the top light up, (the switch and circuitry are inside a hollowed book) as well as having two hidden compartments. (Bigger on the inside!)
One is a draw at the top, accessed by pulling up the lamp, the other is a hidden compartment, accessed using magnets on metal plates inlaid into the draw bottom.
Hope you like it!
Best underreaction ever.
That guy needs his own movie.
In my headcanon, Bruce mentioned this to Nick Fury, and Nick immediately sent Maria Hill out to hire him. He’s the night watchman, runs the cameras and patrols the halls of one of SHIELD’s front companies, over one of their most important top secret facilities. The guy doesn’t know what he’s sitting on, of course, but he’s unflappable and unfailingly sensible and sees the facility through every weird situation with the same patient attitude.
Bruce appreciates him and always makes sure to stop by the desk when he’s nearby, ask about the guy’s wife and kids and grandkids. He gets invited to Thanksgiving and the missus keeps trying to set him up with their daughter.
When Steve meets him, they swap war stories and instantly become BFFs, and sometimes Steve comes by during the guy’s shift with classic diner food and they play Gin for a couple hours over burgers or soup or meatloaf with mashed potatoes and Coca-Cola in glass bottles.
Thor loves to hear the guy tell stories, and believes him the skald of SHIELD.
All this. Yep. Done. Head-canon uploaded.
I reblogged this over the summer BUT SO WORTH ANOTHER ONE
Oh I wonder how he and Coulson get along. I am sure Natasha looks at him like an Uncle.
- Doctor Who
- Peter Pan
- Harry Potter
- Soap Operas
Now she has 20 more if these are done. My guess is they are all going to get done so here you are tumblr.
Challenge accepted :>
I applaud you
21. Ice cream
23. Twilight (the book series)
24. Charlie Brown
28. France/French (fries don’t count)
32. Abraham Lincoln
33. Chicken (as in the animal)
34. Dodge Ball
35. Hot Dog
In Defense of the Basic Bitch
A culture war is raging in America, but not the one you see being waged on Fox News and MSNBC in prime time. That neverending conflict has an unintended casualty, a victim that neither side truly wants to champion. This much-maligned minority group needs our respect and our affection. Of course, I am talking about the infamous “Basic Bitch.”
The Basic Bitch is denigrated in music videos and hip-hop lyrics. They’re defamed on Twitter merely for requesting a simple kindness:
Urban Dictionary, the final arbiter of cultural relevancy, defines the Basic Bitch in a variety of ways. The most accurate explanation is as follows:
- Used to describe someone devoid of defining characteristics that might make a person interesting, extraordinary, or just simply worth devoting time or attention to.
- Lacking intelligence and unable to socialize on even an elementary level.
- Annoyingly frustrating because of the above.
What specifically makes one Basic? Not understanding irony or sarcasm, constantly needing to be cloying and sincere, enjoying xoJane articles, reading books about Feng Shui, checking horoscopes, French tip fingernails, gladiator sandals, John Mayer, Gleereruns, and Michael Buble are all pretty Basic.
Only recently has being Basic become such a social faux pas that videos have to be made to shame them out of existence. It wasn’t always a crime to like fast food and How I Met Your Mother. It’s become a form of gag reflex to immediately trash those brave enough to be completely and hopelessly square, but American culture is littered with Basics. Carol Brady from The Brady Bunch was a massive Basic whose sole purpose on the show was to be a fucking nag. Dinah Shore found a way to make hosting a variety show Basic. If you can believe it, there was a time when Julia Roberts was the biggest movie star in the world, and she might as well have “Basic Bitch” tattooed on her forehead (backwards, so she can read it in the mirror, of course).
sometimes when I’m angry or stressed or sad I think about whales just swimming around in the ocean, doing whale shit. like, they’re the biggest goddamn mammals on the planet. they don’t have time for little problems. there’s too much chill-ass whale shit to do.
basically what I am saying is that whales are my happy place.