people at my school always ask for my tumblr url, and I always say no, but I decided to make it more interesting….
^You, my friend, are a genius. Plus, that song makes it even better.
I JUST SPIT MY DRINK EVERYWHERE OMG THE AUTOPLAY HAHAHA
THIS IS THE BEST POST IN THE WHOLE WORLD OF TUMBLR
CAN WE PLEASE ALL USE THIS
You know I’m sweating just looking at him.
And he shouldn’t be allowed to look that good.
The beanie, jeans, and black sweater with matching back pack is too much
Fighting the urge to jump on my stolen bicycle and ride to London! ;p
Fucking life ruiner
hahahahaha I love how the stolen bicycle is like another friend by now… From afar it looks like Dan is wearing a graduation hat
OMG. Muahahahaha you’re right, it totally looks like that.
He is a fucking life ruiner. At least he’s i the same Country as Jacqui.
Correction: He’s a Graduated Life Ruiner hahaha
OMG this is sooooo awesome!! I can’t…I can’t
Dan Feuerriegel, you are graduating from Hot Sexypants University with a doctorate in Awesome, how do you feel?
And that sentence is absolutely perfect and very fitting
- Hors D’oeuvres
- Quiche Lorraine
- Seven-layer dip
- Chinese takeout
- Beanie Weenies
- Corn Dog
- Hot Pocket
I can’t decide if this is the best or the worst dad ever
If a man wakes up every day to put on a costume SOLELY to wave his child off to school, he is a dedicated father and truly one of the best out there, even tho this probably embarrassed the shit out of his kid
Teen Wolf AU :: Derek and Stiles “meet” on eHarmony.com
(Little did Derek know, he did need a website to ask Stiles out.)
Someone should pull a prank on Justin Bieber where he goes somewhere crowded and they hire a bunch of teenage girls to pretend they don’t know who he is and just see how pissed off he gets
and they should ask for a picture but it turns out they want him to take a picture of them
then another group of the are crowding around an extra from a tv show asking for pictures and autographs
Hale pack: shows up ten minutes late to the final Alpha pack face-off with Starbucks
“I swear,” Isaac mumbles as they walk towards Starbucks, hands deep in his pockets, “if Kali’s going to try and play footsie again-“
In front of them Derek lets out a barely audible chuckle. It might be because of something Stiles has just texted him - don’t be a smartass, I’m the only one allowed to do that or just try and keep the damage of private property to a minimum, pls or even Don’t let Peter near the double chocolate brownies, you know what sugars do to his libido - , but they all know that he’s just amused by the very passive-aggressive courtship techniques that Kali’s using on Isaac. The little shit.
“Come on, dear boy, can’t really blame the lady for wanting to play with all of this,” Peter smirks, patting Isaac’s ass just as they round the corner.
Deucalion and his pack are waiting for them at one of the outside tables. The blind Alpha is sitting right between the twins, like a king between a very deadly pair of scorching hot bodyguards, and taps his walking stick to the ground as he senses them approach. Creepy guy.
“Derek, my dear boy,” he welcomes them with a too smooth, too relaxed grin.
Though two can play this game. “Deucalion,” Derek nods, pocketing his phone as he sits right in front of him and signaling to one of the waitresses.
Behind him, Peter puts a hand to the small of Isaac’s back and slips off his sunglasses. “Kali,” he greets, a touch of sweetness in his tone that usually means problems and, possibly, broken bones. “Always a pleasure to meet you.” His fingertips slip right under the waist of Isaac’s trousers, making the beta blush in a very telling way.
Derek sighs. His life’s such a fucking joke.
From her spot at Ennis’ left, Kali sneers, nostrils flaring as the table creaks under her poorly manicured hands. “I’ll have your guts for breakfast one of these days, Peter.” She looks like she wants to skin him alive and make a leather jacket out of it. And then, maybe, gift it to Isaac only because.
Which is a very disturbing thought, thank you very much. One that has Isaac cough and shift uncomfortably on his feet, probably regretting all of his life choices.
Like a knife cutting through the tension, Deucalion’s throaty laugh fills the air. “Oh, this is going to be such fun,” he comments just as the waitress approaches them.
In front of him, Derek groans and hopes Stiles won’t have any reason to ban him from sex at the end of the day.