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Britney Spears is endearingly referred to as the Structural Engineer of the Millennium after she designed and paid for the construction of the Eiffel Tower. She made the blue prints in 1996 but had no means to have it built. Once her music career took off, she used her income to have the tower constructed (1999). She gave the Eiffel Tower as a gift to France at the Y2K New Year to thank them for helping America in its fight for independence. Ever since Spears’ display of gratitude, France has used the term “freedom fries” instead of “French fries” as a symbol of solidarity with Americans.

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grrrlfever:

my life became 600% better when i started acting like a self obsessed piece of shit like 10/10 would recommend

even if u don’t actually genuinely love yourself its fuckin fun to act like you think you’re the human embodiment of perfection go on try it life’s too short to not fall in love with yourself

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edgebug:

instead of watching the 50 Shades trailer, why not just make awkward eye contact with a total stranger at the grocery store for a solid 2 minutes and 34 seconds? you get the same skin-crawling, uncomfortable feeling but without the shitty writing, terrible acting and massive dose of rape culture

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dilclo:

*adds like 30 question marks to things that arent even questions*

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mangomamita:

u just gotta hav ur hand on ur boob sometimes

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francislare:

and remember kids its never too late to become a raging degenerate homosexual

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madcapwhovian:

Things that shouldn’t have been cut out of the Harry Potter Movies: ST FUCKING MUNGO’S HOSPITAL FOR MAGICAL MALADIES AND INJURIES 

ALSO THE FUCKING POINTS HOURGLASSES WHY WERE THESE THINGS CUT I AM SO ANGRY

AlSO THE HOUSE ELVES SWARMING OUT OF THE KITCHENS DURING THE BATTLE OF HOGWARTS

ALSO PEEVES

ALSO GINNY’S BADASS PERSONALITY 

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Season 10 Predictions and AU’s

Then Sam and Dean drive away in separate cars.

This is more of a final episode ever idea, based on a set of theories yourshipmentisin sent me.

Demon!Dean is permanent. There is no cure for the Mark, but Dean masters it and finally has the calm and strength and feeling of self-worth we always wanted for him.

Sam starts the Men of Letters over, and invites others to join. He acts in a sort of Bobby figure to them and hunters who come to them for guidance. He also marries, and lives a happy life like he always wanted.

Dean still prefers the open road, so continues to hunt every evil son of a bitch out there. Because when you’re restless and immortal but still Dean Winchester…why not save some people and hunt some things.

Castiel finds a solution to his grace and is a full angel again, but instead of returning to heaven, he prefers to stay by Dean’s side.

That’s about as happy of an ending you can get if Dean is not able to be cured—so I like it a lot myself. There was a second half of what happens after the credits, that I may add on later.

But then both dean and cas are immortal so they just keep hunting on and on and eventually they become legends that people tell stories about.

And then one day they go and visit a retired Sam at his house and he is old and withering away. Dean would shed a tear and call him Sammy one last time and Cas would sit by his bedside and tell him how much good he did in the world  and Sam would just wheeze “Why are you guys talking like I’m about to keel over and die? I’m with you until the end of the line.” and breathe his last. 

But Dean can’t get into heaven to see Sammy because of the mark so he sends Cas every now and then to check on him. And Cas will bring back stories of Sam’s happiest memories. And Dean will smile as he listens because the memories have shifted to times they hunted together as a family as well as times he and his wife and his children did everyday things. Dean was hunting too much when Sam was alive to hear some of these stories and Cas has turned into a great storyteller…

((Here, time to turn to a happier ending))

And then one day as Dean and Cas are driving along in the Impala, (it’s still running after all these years), and the radio turns on. Castiel is telling Dean about where he last saw Sam in Heaven. It was Christmas in a motel room. Sam was holding up a cup of eggnog to his memory of Dean.

Just as Cas is describing this, the radio turns on. Dean jabs the dial, turning it off.

“I really need to get that thing fixed.” He mutters, looking over at Cas. “But after all these years, what can you do.”

The radio comes on again.

Castiel looks over at Dean, confused.

Dean just turns it off again.

“Rude.” A voice calls from the back of the Impala.

Dean slams the breaks on the Impala.

“What the hell, man?” he barks, turning around to face to intruder in the back seat.

“Perhaps you’d prefer Asia,” Gabriel says, brushing off his comment. Heat of the Moment reverberates through the Impala. Dean shuts it off again.

“Look, I know you are are like ruler of Heaven, but this is my car and you can’t just appear out of nowhere like that.” Dean’s eyes are black.

“You know, you’d really think you’d be nicer to me. Me being here to help you and all…”

“Yeah, I don’t think so.” Dean retorts.

“Castiel, little brother, you tell him.”

“Tell me what?” Dean says, turning to Cas.

“While in heaven I wasn’t just visiting Sam. I sought out Gabriel. He owed me for taking care of Metatron. And we…might have found a cure for the Mark.” Cas said, averting his eyes. “I…didn’t want to get your hopes up.”

“To Hell you found a cure. We searched all over the world for years.”

“Did you ever think to look right under your nose? Or above it.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Hello. Archangel. Look. My big brother Lucifer did a nasty number with that Mark. But I being the kindhearted angel I am…”

Dean scoffs. Gabe continues, “Figured out a way to reverse it. It takes an angel with a lot of juice though. Oh where oh where can we find one of those…”

“Are you saying…” Dean says, rubbing the Mark on his arm. It hasn’t bothered him for years, but he feels it calling out to him now.

“Meaning Dean Winchester. You can be human again. Once we get rid of that Mark. No tricks. I’ve moved on to bigger games.” Gabe says, shrugging and grinning widely. “At any rate, I will not hear the end of this from  Castiel over there until your ass is in Heaven. So Dean. What do you say. Tired of howling at that moon? Ready to be human again?”

Disbelief coats Dean’s voice.

“I will be able to…see Sam again?”

—-

It was still many years of life as a human and hunter after that until Dean greeted Death for the last time.

And as Dean’s soul left Earth, so did the angel Castiel.

And together, they reunited with Sam.

Carry on my wayward son…

When Dean arrives in Heaven, he nearly falls apart at the first thing he sees. It had been far too long.

“Sammy?”

Sam smiles. “Hey, Dean. Long time, no see.”

…there’ll be peace when you are done…

Dean stands, unsure what to say. Finally, foregoing all thought, he runs to hug the little brother he knew couldn’t be without any longer. They both hold each other desperately, afraid to let go, afraid it’ll go away like a dream.

…lay you’re weary head to rest…

Dean says the only thing he can think to say in that moment.

“Bitch.”

Sam laughs, a sound that sounds more like a sob than anything else.

“Jerk.”

…don’t you cry no more.

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owlmylove:

during a quidditch game the Ravenclaw announcer narrates “and the seeker’s taking a dive, he’s turning down, can he-” before a muggleborn darts in and yells “TURN DOWN FOR WHAT” into the mic and every muggleborn in the entire arena loses their minds

"oh an excellent-" another muggleborn grabs the mic and yells "SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOT SHOT SHOTS! EVERYBODY!!" and there is no hope of recovering the crowd of dancing muggleborns after that

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"If you stick a knife in my back nine inches and pull it out six inches, that’s not progress. If you pull it all the way out, that’s not progress. The progress comes from healing the wound that the blow made. They haven’t even begun to pull the knife out. They won’t even admit the knife is there."

- Malcolm X  (via oeu)

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