queenwithsmoak:

oliver&felicity | can’t let go [+3x01] 

WATCH AND COMMENT!

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commandermays:

You’re having one helluva day, huh?

who knew that we would end up back at the beginning.

This time last year: BIOSPECIALIST

now: JEMMA/BOBBI (also a specialist in her own way)

SAME KIND OF SHIP BASICALLY

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glamaphonic:

ALL RIGHT

EXECUTIVE DECISION

let us please all come together and tag all caitlin/ronnie items

SNOWSTORM

fuck the weather

assholedisney:

today I saw a preteen girl pick up Mean Girls at Target and ask her friend what it was. She didn’t even know. She said it sounded dumb. The people are forgetting. The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.

jemmadanvers:

can we start calling this huge upcoming coulson vs. the doctor fight the dad-off already or what

bellaruska:

leonkyuwata:

mayrlynray:

supermansadork:

thehuntingwinchester:

a-dash-of-hiddles:

allonsyimpala:

santiloveatthedisco:

kentromanoff:

That time Peter Parker was trained by Natasha Romanoff. 

It’s a spider thing

It’s a spider thing

Don’t you love how Peter can do it with his calves but Natasha has to use her inner thighs. This whole equality thing is great.

Thighs are stronger than calves, and you can get a tighter grip, as well as have a higher chance of breaking things. Peter was intending to disarm, Natasha was ready to kill. Natasha is a trained assassin, and Peter is a student who works for a newspaper.
Given their backgrounds and experiences, it would be UNequal to have Peter using skills and disarming tactics that Natasha was trained to do so.

So yes, this whole equality thing is great.

Owned

This post is brilliant.

also peter has bALLS OK you dont want to SLAM YOUR FUCKING TESTICLES into someons fucking SKULL 

Reblogging for last comment. Laughing for 3257865 years

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go on anon and impersonate me

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weirwoodforest:

Jaime Lannister asks the real questions 

weirwoodforest:

Jaime Lannister asks the real questions 

melancholleen:

I turned this scene into a monologue and killed it for an audition.
Martha: You wanna know what’s happened, George? Do you want to know what’sreally happened? It snapped! Finally. Not me, it!The whole arrangement.You can go on forever and ever,everything is manageable.You make all sorts of excuses:”To hell with it, this is life.””Maybe tomorrow he’ll be dead.Maybe tomorrow you’ll be dead.” All sorts of excuses.Then one day…one night, something happens…and snap! It breaks and you just don’t give a damn anymore! I tried with you, baby. I really tried.
George: Come off it. You’re a monster. You are.Martha: I’m loud, and I’m vulgar…and I wear the pants in the housebecause somebody’s got to! But I am not a monster! I’m not!
George: You’re a spoiled, self-indulgent,dirty-minded, liquor-riddled…Martha: Snap! It went snap. I won’t try to get throughto you any more. There was a second back there,when I could’ve…gotten through to you. When maybe we could’ve outthrough all this crap! But it’s past. And I’m not going to try.George: Once a month, Martha. I’ve gotten used to it. We get Misunderstood Martha, the good-hearted girl beneath the barnacles. The little miss that a touch of kindness will bring to bloom again. I believed it more times than I’d admit.I’m that much of a sucker. But I don’t believe you, I just don’t believe you! There is no moment any more when we could come together.Martha: You can’t come together with nothing.And you’re nothing! Snap! I looked at you tonightand you weren’t there! It finally snapped.And I’m gonna howl it out!I won’t give a damn what I do. And I’ll make the biggest goddamnexplosion you’ve ever heard!George: And I’ll beat you at your own game.Martha: Is that a threat, George?
George: That’s a threat, Martha.
Martha: You’re going to get it, baby!George: Be careful, I’ll rip you to pieces.Martha: You are not man enough.You haven’t the guts!

I need to know how you did it. Because now I really want to do a Martha monologue

melancholleen:

I turned this scene into a monologue and killed it for an audition.

Martha: You wanna know what’s happened, George? Do you want to know what’s
really happened? It snapped! Finally. Not me, it!
The whole arrangement.You can go on forever and ever,
everything is manageable.You make all sorts of excuses:
”To hell with it, this is life.”
”Maybe tomorrow he’ll be dead.
Maybe tomorrow you’ll be dead.” All sorts of excuses.
Then one day…one night, something happens…and snap! It breaks and you just don’t give a damn anymore! I tried with you, baby. I really tried.

George: Come off it. You’re a monster. You are.

Martha: I’m loud, and I’m vulgar…and I wear the pants in the house
because somebody’s got to! But I am not a monster! I’m not!

George: You’re a spoiled, self-indulgent,
dirty-minded, liquor-riddled…

Martha: Snap! It went snap. I won’t try to get through
to you any more. There was a second back there,
when I could’ve…gotten through to you. When maybe we could’ve out
through all this crap! But it’s past. And I’m not going to try.

George: Once a month, Martha. I’ve gotten used to it. We get Misunderstood Martha, the good-hearted girl beneath the barnacles. The little miss that a touch of kindness will bring to bloom again. I believed it more times than I’d admit.
I’m that much of a sucker. But I don’t believe you, I just don’t believe you! There is no moment any more when we could come together.

Martha: You can’t come together with nothing.
And you’re nothing! Snap! I looked at you tonight
and you weren’t there! It finally snapped.And I’m gonna howl it out!
I won’t give a damn what I do. And I’ll make the biggest goddamn
explosion you’ve ever heard!

George: And I’ll beat you at your own game.

Martha: Is that a threat, George?

George: That’s a threat, Martha.

Martha: You’re going to get it, baby!

George: Be careful, I’ll rip you to pieces.

Martha: You are not man enough.
You haven’t the guts!

I need to know how you did it. Because now I really want to do a Martha monologue

gifmovie:

Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966)

gifmovie:

Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966)