when u dislike a song on an 8tracks but u dont dislike it enough 2 waste a skip on it so u just gotta suffer thru
just so you know, comixology and marvel.com have a sale on gillen/mckelvie’s run of young avengers TODAY ONLY!!!! each issue is only $.99!!!!!!!!!
"My name is Castiel, and I’m going to get you out of here. You might want to hold on to something."
Portal 2 & Supernatural Crossover AU, where Hell is the Aperture Science Enrichment Centre.
After years of life-threatening tests in the name of science, thanks to a malicious AI named AlisTR (Artificial Laboratory Intelligence System, Type: R), Dean Winchester wakes up to realise that the whole complex is falling apart. All he has is his wits, a portal gun, and the help of a robotic personality core calling itself Castiel to try and get out before he ends up dead, or worse.
i haven’t really been doing the supernatural thing very much these days but apparently it’s been over a year since i drew this (holy shit) so thought i’d give it another go
Sorry I haven’t been replying to replies on posts lately. I don’t currently have access to a computer with Xkit or a snipping tool, so it’s not a very quick process to do so. I’m not ignoring you, I promise!
At this point I feel like everyone else was like,
And he was just like, “Enjolras YES.”
#i’m going to continue reblogging this scene every time i see it to point out how ridiculous it is#not his answer#his answer informs his character as well as the rest of les amis and serves a narrative purpose#no the question#’i think thats probably the revolutionarys but i’d better check it’s not some innocent people having a yard sale’#is still literally the only motivation i can think of for this (x)
omg those tags.
But, history nerd time! In the original French the question is not, “Who’s there?” but “Qui vive?”
"Qui vive?" is the traditional sentry call to determine whose side you’re on. A literal translation would be, “Long live who?” In response to “Qui vive?” You’d say, “Vive le roi!” or, in Enjolras’s case, “Vive la revolution francaise!”
(I think hernaniste was the one to first point it out, but it’s been so long I no longer recall. Let me know if I should be crediting someone else!)
How did I go from barely tolerating coffee two months ago to now needing it in order to make it through the workday?
A glimpse into the journal of a (quite intelligent) 16 year old girl. Photographed, with permission, in Central Park.