• People in 2000: Y2K is going to kill us all!
  • in 2001: Anthrax is going to kill us all!
  • in 2002: West Nile Virus is going to kill us all!
  • in 2003: Weapons of Mass Destruction are going to kill us all!
  • in 2004: SARS is going to kill us all!
  • in 2005: Bird Flu is going to kill us all!
  • in 2006: E. Coli is going to kill us all!
  • in 2007: Vaccines are going to kill us all
  • in 2008: The Bad Economy is going to kill us all!
  • in 2009: Swine Flu is going to kill us all!
  • in 2010: BP Oil is going to kill us all!
  • in 2011: Obamacare is going to kill us all!
  • In 2012: The end of the world is going to kill us all!
  • In 2013: North Korea is going to kill us all!
  • In 2014: Ebola is going to kill us all!
  • Me: Eh, it will work out
  • I'm more afraid of the police tbh.

acciothenoseofvoldemort:

egobus:

they’re very proud

there’s so much going on in this and i love every single part

clint and sam compliment each other on their hotness and then engage in a round of bird puns.
    ↳ “aww, thanks, clint. you’re not bad looking yourself.” “aww shucks, sam. i’m blushing.”

theletteraesc:

I won’t ask

Well here is something to think about today.

theappleppielifestyle:

ofgeography:

nobody does panic like chandler bing (source)

(i’m so sorry in advance but come on how could i NOT stevetony this)

So it’s breakfast in Avengers Tower, and everyone’s caught up in their own thing- Bruce is arguing halfheartedly with Tony about their latest potentially lethal science experiment, Natasha is sipping her tea with one of her feet over Clint’s lap, Thor is paying attention to no-one but his beloved cereal, and Steve is finishing up with his scrambled eggs.

Steve has to go into SHIELD, and he’s kind of rushed his way through breakfast, scarfing it down tiredly. He puts his dishes in the sink and says, “Okay, bye guys,” and gets several weary grunts in return.

He hasn’t had enough sleep, the coffee hasn’t hit his system yet, and he’s thinking about paperwork, so he’s on autopilot when he pads to Tony’s side, bends down and kisses him goodbye.

For a second it’s fine, it’s normal, they’ve kissed a hundred times over and Tony goes with it with a pleased hum before turning back to Bruce, who is staring, and then it hits him.

Steve is already freezing in place by the time Tony whirls around in his seat with almost comically wide eyes, and a glance around confirms that yes, everyone is indeed staring at them. Thor has his spoon halfway to his mouth, milk dripping back into the bowl as Steve’s brain goes into hyperdrive.

Steve thinks, shit, which he supposes is a sensible thing to think after you’ve just kissed the man who has been your secret boyfriend for the past three months.

Mostly out of the voice in his head chanting shitshitshit, he goes into parade rest.

Tony is still staring at him along with everyone else, and Steve has this moment of absurd calm through the panic as he straightens up. He’s fought Nazis. He’s decapitated vampires. He’s saved the world twelve times now.

Steve Rogers is a master tactician who, despite what people may think, can lie his way through things as good as the next guy. He can do this.

All eyes still on him, Steve bends again. “Bruce,” he says in the same tone he had said ‘bye’ before, and then kisses him full on the mouth, closing his eyes out of politeness. He thinks he hears a squeak from beside him, like Tony’s trying not to choke.

Steve doesn’t look at him lest he starts hyperventilating, and keeps a straight face that he usually associates with blind panic as he bends again to kiss Thor, who, unlike Bruce, actually kisses back. It’s okay, a bit too bristly for Steve’s taste.

"Good to have you back," Steve says as he pulls away.

Complete silence reigns as Steve makes his way around the table- “Clint,” another kiss to a face who obviously thinks this is a weird dream, and then Steve hesitates before saying, “Tasha,” and kissing her on the forehead, which he considers a very wise choice. The last thing he needs is to show up to work with three stab marks from where she shoved a fork into his hand.

"Always a pleasure," he intones before stepping back, nodding to them all, and leaving.

If it weren’t for his super hearing, he probably wouldn’t be able to hear Clint say, “Okay, what the FUCK,” when he makes it halfway down the hall.

skyfallat221b:

At least Kitty loves it a little bit," Clint whined as he walked away with the cat cradled against his chest.

requested by stormxpadme

skyfallat221b:

WHAT IFClint hasn’t been seen since the Avengers because he had other duties to attend…

insp. by the-age-of-the-understatement's submitted mini fic.
awwww-cute:

I am loaf

awwww-cute:

I am loaf

begitalarcos:

canam77:

[DPSP落書き] 猫の日

Spideypool kitties!!!!!!

irontemple:

mistersailor:

sizvideos:

Video

FUCK

I WAS MAD AT MY DOG FOR GOING THROUGH THE TRASH BUT AFTER SEEING THIS TWICE IM CUDDLING HIM.