The Hyper Alchemist

I am very hyper. As says my name. If you have a question, don't be afraid to ask. I will answer as honestly as possible. I will give advice or sarcastic comments to the best of my abilities, but don't think my advice or sarcastic comments will be the best. I'm only 14, almost 15, so not a whole lot of expiernce in too terribly many things. I have a funny way of speaking/typing/texting and if you don't understand something I say or type, tell me and I will explain. Also, my sense of humor/thinking is completly screwed up, so if there is something on my blog that offends you, I'm sorry, but I'm not taking it off.
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  • pokemon-personalities:

    a moment of recognition for those ships you shipped before you knew what shipping was

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  • urbancatfitters:

    “do your homework”

    “clean your room”

    “get off the computer”

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For those of you who don’t understand archaeology, I have made a diagram.

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    For those of you who don’t understand archaeology, I have made a diagram.

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  • brakes:

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brakes:


fairywine answered: Little Cas and Dean together, with babysitter!Sam? PLEASE MAKE THIS HAPPEN!

“GIMME BACK MY ANGEL!!!!!”“Dean, Cas isn’t a commodity! And you can have him back when you—OW, STOP THAT!!!!”

“Dean! You can play with Cas when you stop pulling on his wings.”
Cas sniffled into Sam’s shoulder and peered down at Dean who was tugging uselessly on the leash Sam had to wrap around him. He kept wandering off and tugging little Castiel around with him, determined to help him feed the ducks.
Dean stopped his war with the leash to glare and pout at Sam the only way a child can. 
“Sam, Cas likes it! He told me so!”
Sam sighed and knelt down, letting Castiel’s feet touch the floor and let his wings flutter to the side.
“Cas? Is that true?”
Cas shyly ducked his head. “I like it sometimes but,” he stopped to glare at Dean, his tiny wings ruffling angrily. “Dean! Sometimes you pull too hard an’ it hurts.”
Cas felt his eyes water a little and he burrowed his head into Sam’s jacket. All of Dean’s fight when out of him and he looked helplessly at Sam. Sam pulled a face that looked like he smelled something nasty and also looked like an ‘I-told-you-so’ was on the horizon.
Dean hated when Sam was right.
He shuffled up to his angel and stroked a hand down Cas’ wings before resting on his back. “‘m sorry, Cas. I won’t touch your wings no more.”
Castiel’s head whipped around and glared at Dean. “No!” He blushed and shuffled even closer to Dean so there was very little space between them. “I like when you touch, just don’t tug, ‘kay?”
Dean nodded vigorously and reached around to hug his friend. He laughed when Castiel’s wings fluttered happily and knocked Dean around the ears.
Dean reached for the second harness at the end of Sam’s stupid kid leash and hooked Castiel into the restraint before grabbing his angel’s hand.
He looked up at Sam.
“C’mon, Sammy! Ducks!”
Sam’s mouth was hanging open and he felt the two little monsters in his care tug at the leash.
Cas looked up at him, tugging on his leash. “Come, Sam. Dean and I must provide for the ducklings! It’s the rules.”
Dean grinned and high-fived his friend before they both wrapped pudgy hands around the red harness and pulled. Between the two of them, they managed to get Sam walking towards the lake.
Sam just shook his head, baffled at the strange relationship between the baby angel and Dean. Kids these days.

WOW
I DIDN’T THINK IT WAS POSSIBLE TO DIE FROM CUTE BUT THERE YOU GO

IT’S OFFCIAL. I’M DEAD.

    brakes:

    professortennant:

    brakes:

    fairywine answered: Little Cas and Dean together, with babysitter!Sam? PLEASE MAKE THIS HAPPEN!

    “GIMME BACK MY ANGEL!!!!!”
    “Dean, Cas isn’t a commodity! And you can have him back when you—OW, STOP THAT!!!!”

    “Dean! You can play with Cas when you stop pulling on his wings.”

    Cas sniffled into Sam’s shoulder and peered down at Dean who was tugging uselessly on the leash Sam had to wrap around him. He kept wandering off and tugging little Castiel around with him, determined to help him feed the ducks.

    Dean stopped his war with the leash to glare and pout at Sam the only way a child can. 

    “Sam, Cas likes it! He told me so!”

    Sam sighed and knelt down, letting Castiel’s feet touch the floor and let his wings flutter to the side.

    “Cas? Is that true?”

    Cas shyly ducked his head. “I like it sometimes but,” he stopped to glare at Dean, his tiny wings ruffling angrily. “Dean! Sometimes you pull too hard an’ it hurts.”

    Cas felt his eyes water a little and he burrowed his head into Sam’s jacket. All of Dean’s fight when out of him and he looked helplessly at Sam. Sam pulled a face that looked like he smelled something nasty and also looked like an ‘I-told-you-so’ was on the horizon.

    Dean hated when Sam was right.

    He shuffled up to his angel and stroked a hand down Cas’ wings before resting on his back. “‘m sorry, Cas. I won’t touch your wings no more.”

    Castiel’s head whipped around and glared at Dean. “No!” He blushed and shuffled even closer to Dean so there was very little space between them. “I like when you touch, just don’t tug, ‘kay?”

    Dean nodded vigorously and reached around to hug his friend. He laughed when Castiel’s wings fluttered happily and knocked Dean around the ears.

    Dean reached for the second harness at the end of Sam’s stupid kid leash and hooked Castiel into the restraint before grabbing his angel’s hand.

    He looked up at Sam.

    “C’mon, Sammy! Ducks!”

    Sam’s mouth was hanging open and he felt the two little monsters in his care tug at the leash.

    Cas looked up at him, tugging on his leash. “Come, Sam. Dean and I must provide for the ducklings! It’s the rules.”

    Dean grinned and high-fived his friend before they both wrapped pudgy hands around the red harness and pulled. Between the two of them, they managed to get Sam walking towards the lake.

    Sam just shook his head, baffled at the strange relationship between the baby angel and Dean. Kids these days.

    WOW

    I DIDN’T THINK IT WAS POSSIBLE TO DIE FROM CUTE BUT THERE YOU GO

    IT’S OFFCIAL. I’M DEAD.

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  • i-touched-his-mango:

    Something made me want to draw adult Leo today, so I decided to have some fun with it. Percy and Annabeth apparently called for some mechanic assistance, and got Leo, after not seeing him in quite some time :3

    And yep, I gave Leo stubble >D

    ADULT LEO IS LIKE PORN

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  • sammynotvaldez:

My partner just sent me our presentation and stuff and-
I can’t breathe.

What is air?

    sammynotvaldez:

    My partner just sent me our presentation and stuff and-

    I can’t breathe.

    What is air?

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    • 17 hours ago
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  • rnomos:

    does anyone else feel 6000% sexier with wet hair

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    • 17 hours ago
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