Not actually violent. I've just got a thing for violent and mouthy heroes that stab Dick Angels in the face and/or save the world.
Also for John McClane. Who'd TOTALLY stab an Angel in the face if it started acting a dick.
And for Captain America, who would stab you, but only if his shield wasn't handy. Otherwise all he's got for you is vibranium to the face. He's also mouthy, so a pretty well put together hero.
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What the hell is a Stiles?
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this makes me sad.. he was such a bad father..
I hated it when John talked to Dean
And the thing about this moment that gets to me so much — John is mad at Sam, so he takes it out on Dean in a petty way. In an episode that was about replaying patterns of their family life, that was a very telling note. Insulting/belittling Dean is John’s way of letting off steam after a frustrating conversation with his other son.
And what’s telling about that is that John raised Dean to be perfectly obedient and not to talk back; so when he’s taking his anger out on Dean it’s because he knows that Dean won’t say anything. It’s the horrible parent equivalent of punching a pillow when you’re angry- except that in this case the pillow can actually feel all of the blows that land on it.
It’s also John’s way of blaming Dean for Sam’s insolence — for saying that Dean did an inadequate job of raising Sam, because Sam doesn’t respect John. Because Sam sees Dean in the father role, when John intended for Dean to be the mother.
When John says this to Dean, he isn’t talking about the Impala at all, he’s talking about Sam. He wouldn’t have given Sam to Dean if he’d known Dean was going to ruin him.
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always reblog Indy.
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i could’ve sworn i overheard my son
talking about how you were an experienced hunter
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One: Buy condoms. Buy them and keep them with you at all times, and use them before you are asked to use them. And use them every time. The peace of mind you allow your partner will free her to be vulnerable with you, and that, my son, is exactly what sex is about. Condoms are sexy. In fact, call buying condoms foreplay.
(Footnote: If you are too embarrassed to buy condoms, you are not ready to have sex.)
Two: Kissing is not merely foreplay. Spend entire evenings making out on the couch while fully clothed. Believe me, dry-humping rocks.
Three: Sex is not just about friction. It’s about emotion. Stop trying to find her clitoris and find her heart. Because then she’ll help you find her clitoris.
Four: If you really wanna know how to please a woman, ask her how she masturbates. Then do that. A lot. If she claims she doesn’t masturbate, offer to take her shopping for a vibrator so you can both learn the vocabulary of her body together.
Five: Don’t put anything in her butthole you wouldn’t want in your own.
(Footnote: Try a pinky finger, it’s kinda awesome.)
Six: When you go down on her—and you will go down on her, and if you are my son, you will be amazing at it—tell her how good she tastes. Stop in the middle and kiss her deeply so she knows how good she tastes. Do the same when she goes down on you.
Seven: A simple Google search will yield 1,327 euphemisms for male masturbation, yet only 23 for female masturbation. If guys spent less time jacking off and more time jilling off, this world would be a happier place.
Eight: Everything you need to know about the importance of the clitoris is in the movie Star Wars. You are Luke Skywalker piloting your penis-shaped X-Wing Fighter deep inside her trench. Remember: seventy percent of all Death Stars cannot be blown up through penetration of the trench alone. It must be through focused contact with that little exhaust port at the top of the trench. Otherwise, any explosions you experience will be merely Hollywood special effects.
Nine: Just because you come doesn’t mean she has, so don’t you dare come before her. Focus completely on your partner. Don’t worry about gettin’ yours, you’re a guy. You always get yours. Your job is to make sure she’s gettin’ hers.
Ten: If sex with your partner lasts no longer than this poem, you are not making love. You are masturbating with her body instead of your hand. Shame on you. Go back to step one. You’ve got a lot of learning to do.
Love, Dad.
Big Poppa E., “How To Make Love” (via loweryourstandards)
Haha
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I laughed.
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I have no idea who Big Poppa E. may be. But he’s my new hero.
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REQUIRED READING YOU GUYS.
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FACT. Also: I love Clark Gregg.
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The Many Bitchfaces of Sam Winchester
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- DEAN: Y'know, though we met years ago, sometimes I feel like I hardly know you. You should tell me about your life.
- CASTIEL: That's a long story.
- DEAN: Then just tell me the important parts.
- CASTIEL: On September the eighteenth, 2008, I saved a righteous man from Hell.
CLINT CLINT CLINT BARTON ILU BB
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