Underrated things in SM Homecoming: •Peter and Ned’s caller ID pictures •Peter’s face when Tony flirts with May •peter’s excitement to build the lego dethstar •"whOA NO WAY HOW MANY PIECES?“ •spiderman’s fake Brooklyn accent •YOINK •Spidey’s eyes growing wider or narrowing with peter’s emotions •"Im not a girl, Im a boy!! I mean, IM A MAN!!” •"I’m just going to be myself, Ned.“ “Peter nobody wants that.” “..Dude.” •Peter doing too well during gym with his sit-ups so when the coach compliments him, he pretends to struggle with them •when Ned asks him if he lays eggs and Peter responds when that little laugh and goes “No!” Reblog if u agree •the ending scene when peter’s doing that superhero pose in his room and aunt may goes “WHAT THE FU-” and his little jump of surprise before it cuts to credits •peter and the deli cat •"can you smush it down real flat?“ •When aunt May is scolding him for nit calling and he just kinda breaks down into tears and says "I lost the Stark internship. I thought if I worked really hard…” •posing before he busts the bank robbers •"crap……..i lost my backpack.“ Feel free to add on

omg I’m doing research for one of projects for college, and apparently, girls learn better when they’re in an all girls class, but boys learn even worse when they’re in an all boys class, because all the negative things become even stronger of there are no girls to act as “buffer”

get rid of the boys and let girl learn in peace, i couldn’t care less about them

It’s not our job to be a “buffer”

Separate boys from girls then, they don’t have to be acting like mothers at age 12, if boys ruin the education of others boys, um, idk, fix their behavior maybe?

I work at uni. My program is very competitive. Like you need a 92% or more to get in. We get 10x the applications than we can accept. So. This means our program is 95% female. Simply because girls do better in highschool than boys. Its literally that simple. However. This is a HUGE deal in the administration! Because OMG all those poor boys with less than a 92% can’t get into our program and woe is me, those poor poor boys. Every year we meet to talk about ways to “rectify” this “problem”. One year they’re going to stop inviting me to these meetings. Because I always ask questions like “how do we get boys into the program with lower GPAs without denying girls with higher GPAs? And how is giving boys preferential treatment not sexist?” Keep going good ladies, I’m saving your seat!

This type of thing always happens when women are dominating something, protocols are changed to accommodate and benefit men, and if this strategy isn’t successful the field is devalued.

Keep the good work!

The amount of times I heard my grandfather talk about the ‘feminization’ of schools because he wanted to blame the system for boys under performing (or, more accurately: girls out performing the boys) instead of, ya know, boys’ entitled attitudes and overall piss poor behavior when at school.

When women fail at something: there must be something wrong with women When women succeed at something: there must be something wrong with the system

male privilege and sexism are so fucking real, when they’re not doing well–BLAME WOMEN. it must be women. ffs

Yo this is just one of the many reasons why I’m going to an all women’s school next year. I’m going to college to learn and enter my future career at the top of my field, not deal with sexist and pathetic men

The terror that’s looming in his eyes says it all😂😂

Spider-Man: Homecoming Iconic Realistic High School™ Moments

My Favorite Things About Spider-man: Homecoming

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Spider-Man: Homecoming Iconic Realistic High School™ Moments

dianetti in every season ⇢ season 3

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“Today I am wearing lacy black underwear

For the sole purpose of knowing I am wearing them.

And underneath that?

I am absolutely naked.

And I’ve got skin. Miles and miles of skin;

I’ve got skin to cover all my thoughts

like saran wrap that you can see through

to what leftovers are inside from the night before.

And despite what you might think, my skin is not rough; nor is it bullet proof.

My skin is soft, and smooth, and easily scarred.

But that doesn’t matter, right?

You don’t care about how soft my skin is.

You just want to hear about what my fingers do in the dark.

But what if all they do is crack open windows?

So I can see lightening through the clouds.

What if all they crave is a jungle gym to climb for a taste of fresher air?

What if all they reach for is a notebook or a hand to hold?

But that’s not the story you want.

You are licking your lips and baring your teeth.

Just once I would like to be the direction someone else is going.

I don’t need to be the water in the well.

I don’t need to be the well.

But I’d like to not be the ground anymore.

I’d like to not be the thing people dig their hands in anymore.

Some girls know all the lyrics to each other’s songs.

They find harmonies in their laughter.

Their linked elbows echo in tune.

What if I can’t hum on key?

What if my melodies are the ones nobody hears?

Some people can recognize a tree,

A front yard, and know they’ve made it home.

How many circles can I walk in before I give up looking?

How long before I’m lost for good.

It must be possible to swim in the ocean of the one you love without drowning.

It must be possible to swim without becoming water yourself.

But I keep swallowing what I thought was air.

I keep finding stones tied to my feet.”

-Hannah Baker, 13 Reason’s Why

Headcanon that one day, while they’re driving home from a hunt, Sam comments on how beautiful the sunset is, with all the oranges and yellows, and Cas asks him what orange and yellow look like and that’s how the brothers find out that angels see in something similar to inverted colors/infra-red.  Something like this:

While it answers the question of their superior eyesight, it’s not nearly as pretty as what humans see.  So Sam and Dean burn some cheap glasses with holy fire because they already know it lets them see things they normally can’t.  Then they take Cas outside when the sun starts setting and Sam slides the glasses onto his face.

Dean watches closely, asking if things look any different.

But Cas doesn’t seem capable of answering.  His mouth is hanging open and his eyes are wide behind the glasses, snapping this way and that, landing on the dirt under his feet and then the gnarled tree growing close to the bunker’s entrance and then up at the sky where the sun is sinking behind the trees, and Dean knows that the angel is seeing things like they d now, in vibrant, warm colors, and he can’t stop the grin from spreading over his face, huffing a laugh when Cas reaches up to push the glasses higher on his nose.

The soft sound draws Cas’ attention and Dean’s laugh catches in his throat when the angel turns wide, ocean blue eyes one him.

Castiel blinks slowly, one corner of his full lips pulling up in an awestruck smile as he stares into Dean’s eyes.

Castiel reaches up and Dean can feel the soft pads of his fingers flutter over the skin just under his eye.

“Green…your eyes are green.”

Misha Collins

reblog if you agree

“Cas!” The name said very proudly by a four year old Dean Winchester, after he had struggled for several minutes with entirety of ‘Castiel.’

“Cas!” The name shouted by Dean Winchester everyday after that, from the play ground to middle school hall ways.

“Cas.” The name whispered softly as Dean stared into his eyes after a tussle over the TV remote led to Dean pinning him down, hands above his head. The kiss that followed was the first of many.

“Cas.” The name panted and moaned against neck every time they made love, tangled together in limbs and sheets.

“Cas!” The name screamed in fear and pain as they laid in the road, surrounds by broken glass, the car’s headlights shining over the wreckage of the other car.

“Cas.” The name sobbed in relief when Castiel finally opened his eyes three days later.

“Cas.” The name choked with tears as Dean Winchester dropped to one knee before him, hands shaking so badly that they couldn’t open the little black box that held the ring.

“Cas.” The name said proudly as Dean promised to love him for the rest of his life in front of everyone they knew.

“Dean.” The only name that mattered since the first day of preschool.

“Dean.” The first name on his lips every morning and the last at night.

“Dean!” The name he used as a curse and a praise.

“Dean.” The name his whole world revolved around.

“Winchester.” The name they shared.

Dean and Castiel: AU edition [insp]

I’ve never read a book that treated its characters with more tenderness, generosity, and sympathy than Benjamin Sáenz’s Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. Even when the characters don’t think they deserve it, especially when the characters don’t think they deserve it, the narrative holds out cupped hands full of love and patiently waits for them to take it. It makes my heart ache so much; it’s a book that genuinely makes me aspire to be a kinder person.

moments when grls r Extra pretty : • the lil smile when they put on blush • tying up their hair - bonus points if she pulls out a few strands at the front to frame her face • putting on lotion - bonus if she rubs some on your hands cuz she took too much • pulling their hair out from under a scarf or jacket • when there’s like stray glitter on their faces ? shimmer blush ? eyeshadow ? who knows but it’s angelic • wearing Anything that is too big for them. in general - 2x bonus if it’s yours • when they receive a hot drink and hold it with both hands and just sort of put their face right up close to it

this is so pure kill me