this is my favorite movie in the entire world


Dead Inside: Do Not Enter — Notes from the Zombie Apocalypse

Dead Inside: Do Not Enter
by Lost Zombies
2011, 160 pages, 8 x 10 x 0.5 inches
$15 Buy a copy on Amazon

Some of my favorite things about zombie movies are the details of the changed world. The dead grass, broken windows, toppled telephone poles, abandoned cars with missing wheels and trunks left open, boarded-up buildings, spent ammo shells, and other signs of struggle and desperation serve to create a fascinatingly creepy environment.

And that’s why I like Dead Inside: Do Not Enter so much. The book consists entirely of letters, hand-written warnings, and pages torn from journal entries that were written during the zombie pandemic. The notes are on matchbooks, napkins, photographs, advertisements, shopping lists, road maps, scraps of cardboard, and gum wrappers. Some of the notes are written with pen and pencil, others are written with lipstick, burnt wood, crayons, and blood.

The messages of the notes themselves tell the tale of the rise of the zombie pandemic, from tentative, joking questions about a “really bad flu,” escalating to confused panic, and later to grim acceptance of the new reality that the survivors now must live in.

In the introduction to Dead Inside, we learn that these notes had been found in a Dora the Explorer backpack. The first note presented in the book was written by the man who killed the owner of the backpack, a girl who was about 10 years old and had been bitten by a zombie (but had not yet turned into one). The man wrote “I opened her backpack and found all these notes and letters. This stuff is poisonous. No one in their right mind should read it. Reading this is like looking into the sun.” – Mark Frauenfelder

September 16, 2014

One of my favorite places in the entire world is the movie theater. When you’re walking in the hallway the lights are dim and everything seems to be in slow motion. It’s like time stops. There’s people walking in and out of different movies some laughing some with dried tears. There’s so much life in a movie theater even though time slows down as you’re walking in the hallway. It’s almost ominous and beautiful. And when you’re watching the movie the whole audience is in sync. You feel everything everyone else feels. I love the movies.

TMNT x Reader

Imagine having a bad day and your favorite turtle comforting you. Each turtle has his own way of comforting his S.O. but each is just as sweet.

Leonardo knows that he can’t always change the world. He can fight an alien invasion and stop crazed scientist from taking over the world but he can’t fight the little things.
He tries though.
He makes you tea, just the way you like it, and stays with you. He mediates as you read, sipping on your tea. Opening his eyes, he looks at you, smiling softly.
“What are you reading?”
“The Princess Saves Herself in This One. It’ s a poetry collection.”
He climbs into bed with you, pulling you close to him.
Sometimes, it not saying or doing anything grand. Sometimes, it’s just doing something small. Like making a cup of tea and holding someone you love and assuring them that it’s okay to be sad. And that you’ll be right there when it’s over.

Raphael understands that, when you’re having a bad day, you might feel like you need to get away from it all.
He knows that he often does.
So he sneaks out and takes you on a midnight bike ride, out of the city. He drives until it’s quiet and there’s not a single soul around. He tosses a blanket onto the grass and you both lay down, staring up at the sky. And you rant.
You rant on and on until there is nothing more to say except for thank you.
“You always seem to figure me out, Raph. You know just what I need.”
“I’d do anything for ya, tiger.”
And he would too. He most definitely would.

Donatello can be a bit awkward when it comes to emotions but he’s not completely hopeless.
He know what you like and don’t like and he knows what comforts you, even on the worst of days. After all, he is your beloved boyfriend.
“Welcome home, Y/N.”
He has strung fairy lights all around, neon purple filling the room. A playlist of all your favorite songs is playing softly and best of all: him. He’s locked up his lab for the night (and gave Leo the key) and is prepared to do whatever you want.
“Can we just cuddle?” you ask.
“Of course we can, darling. Whatever you want.”
Donatello can sometimes space out and, yeah, he doesn’t always make the right move. But he has his moments and they are amazing.

Michelangelo goes all out.
He wishes He could make the world perfect and wonderful and full of only good people, just for you. But he knows that can never happen (a turtle can dream though, right?) So he makes up for it.
He has pizza, popcorn, and ice cream (your three comfort foods). He has your favorite movies and the biggest blanket fort in the entire city, built by yours truly.
“Just tell me what you need, babydoll, anything!”
“Disney movies and cuddling?” you ask.
“And as many kisses as my lady desires. We got Beauty and the Beast, the Little Mermaid…”
He continues to list the movies and you can’t help but smile. All of these things are totally awesome but in the end…you’re happiest that you have your favorite ninja with you.

i hope she knows i want to…

hold her hand
stay up late with her watching movies until she falls asleep in my lap
take her bike riding and go on picnics
laugh together until we cry
share secrets at 2am
sing our favorite songs as loud as we can stare at her for hours
tell her how literally gorgeous she is
travel the world with her and go on crazy adventures
have her come to me when she needs a shoulder to cry on
make her feel wanted and important
see her face light up at my gift
write poems to her
paint pictures of us
tell her the entire story of how i fell head first in love with her

Things I Love
  1. Laying in a field in the middle of summer with my eyes closed letting the warm breeze run across my face.
  2. Staying up until 3 am to finish a good book.
  3. Waking up to the sun shining through my window on Saturday and making pancakes.
  4. Baking while I’m home alone.
  5. Staying up until the next day to talk to friends.
  6. Wrapping up in blankets fresh out of the dryer on a cold night.
  7. Taking long baths while listening to music while using bath bombs/bubble bath.
  8. Buying excessive amounts of notebooks and pens while school shopping.
  9. Jumping into a cold pool on a hot summer day and into a warm pool on balmy summer nights.
  10. Having enough ideas to be able to write for hours on end.
  11. That feeling in the air on Halloween a few hours before trick or treating starts.
  12. Strolling through Christmas light displays with a cup of hot cocoa.
  13. Sleepily watching movies on the couch on a long weekend.
  14. Visiting Universal Studios or Disney World and the overwhelming happy feeling i get when i walk through the gate.
  15. The open feeling of a finally, entirely cleaned bedroom.
  16. Listening to my friends get excited and watching them light up as they talk about their favorite things.
  17. Opening up packages from online shopping.
  18. The feeling of leaving your tummy behind when you take off and land in an airplane.
  19. Finding perfect fruit.
  20. Days when everything sees to have a blanket of calm and quiet over it.
  21. Thinking about getting to live with my best friend when we’re on our own for college.
  22. Planning out my future apartments design/furniture.
  23. Rolling around in a just made bed with fresh sheets.
  24. Pens that write really well and fit perfectly in your hand.
  25. Hella rad, hella dark, matte red lipstick.
  26. The smell of espresso/coffee.
  27. Plush and squishy duvets.
  28. Using brand new mascara for the first time.
  29. Warm Butterberg that leaves behind a whip cream mustache when you drink it.
  30. Cold weekends when i can sit outside and see my breath in the air.
  31. Girls nights in with starbucks, soda, baked goods, and cheesy movies.
  32. Seeing my friends succeed at things they’ve worked hard on.
  33. The feeling when someone lightly traces their fingers down my back/across my hips.
  34. Sharing a bed with my friend and just knowing they’re right beside me.
  35. Having someone play with my hair.
  36. Hoodies that fit loosely and hang to my knees.
  37. Wearing my boyfriends hoodies that still smell like him.
  38. Mashed potatoes.
  39. Buying something expensive with money I’ve earned.
  40. Songs split for headphones, particularly ones that play the acoustic version in one ear and the original in the other.
  41. Doing my eyebrows perfectly.
  42. Falling asleep to music or my favorite youtubers videos.
  43. Wearing super cute beanies.
  44. The smell of Hot Topic hair dye.
  45. Having “girl talk/gossip” time.
  46. Risking only getting 4 hours of sleep to talk to a select few people.
Rough Sex (Dylan)

-I had to rewrite this entire thing because my computer wanted to crash…i’m not ok

“Tell me your most favorite things in the world.” You sat on the couch next to Dylan, watching a movie peacefully until you got bored. “Hm…well you’re certainly on my favorite list,” he started and you blushed slightly at his words. “Maybe Dr. Pepper, my trench coat, bondage,” he said casually. “Wait what? Say that last part again,” you looked at him shocked. He looked back at you plainly, “I said I liked bondage.” You never thought Dylan would like something so…crude. 

“Well, i’d like to do that,” you said and looked at the TV. “No, no y/n. I don’t think you can handle the force of it,” Dylan tried to reassure you. “Of course I can!” you told him and got up to go to the kitchen. You suddenly felt a hand push you against the wall. Gasping at the quick movements, you looked up to see Dylan standing close in front of you. “If we’re going to do this, you need to follow all of my commands.” All you could do was nod. He kissed you roughly, shoving his tongue in your mouth. You moaned slightly as you let him explore you. Grabbing on to his shoulders, you jumped up and wrapped yourself around his waist. He walked you up to your shared bedroom.

“On your knees,” he demanded you. You got on your knees and watched quietly as he started to unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants, pulling out his dick. You got the message and opened your mouth. He shoved his cock into your mouth. You tried to pull back a bit, but he pulled your head back towards him and began to fuck your mouth. He listened to your needy moans and gags. You could feel your eyes starting to tear up at the feeling of his length in the back of your throat. Before he could finish, he pulled out of you. Dylan snapped his fingers and pointed to the bed, signaling for you to sit, “Strip for me baby. Nice and slow.” You did as you were told, keeping eye contact with him all the while. 

“Good girl,” he said as he turned around to search for something in the closet. You saw as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs. He made his way to the bed and pushed you to lay down. You jumped a little at the sudden coldness of the metal against your skin. Dylan placed soft kisses on your neck, going straight to your sweet spot. You moaned and whimpered softly wishing you could run your hands down his back. He made his way down to your breast, taking one nipple into his mouth. You gasped and started to get impatient wanting more of him, “Dylan, I want more,” Stopping what he was doing, he pushed your hip to the side so he could see your bare ass. He gave a firm and hard slap on both of your ass cheeks, making you jump. “I control what I do to you got it? You are mine,” he spoke to roughly. He slapped your ass once more. 

You were so overwhelmed at the whole situation that you couldn’t help the words that came out of your mouth next. “Yes, daddy!” You bit your lip in embarrassment and closed your eyes. Dylan only smirked at your comment and you felt another hard slap. He moved your hips back down and spread your legs. He dove straight for your core, moving his lips on your pussy. The feeling of his wet muscle swirling against all the right spots only made it harder to request pleasure from him. Dylan dragged his tongue from your ass, to your clit, and all the way up to your neck, sending shivers down your back. He bit your neck roughly, “You’re such a dirty girl, y/n.” Feeling the cuffs on your hands unclasp, he picked you up and flipped you on you hands and knees.

Looking back at him, you caught a glimpse of him before he shoved himself deep into you. It was a reflex to bury your head into the pillow. Your body was tight with shock. He didn’t move, “beg for daddy’s cock.” You whined when he grabbed a fist full of your hair and pulled your head back, “I want to feel your cock inside my pussy daddy! Please fuck me hard until I cum on your big cock!” He laughed a bit, “That’s my baby girl.” He pulled back almost all the way and roughly pushed back in. You felt your insides twisting and turning as he quickly fucked you. The sounds of your moans and screams filling up the room. “Yeah, you like that? You like the way my cock feels inside you baby girl?” “Fuck yes, daddy!” He was stretching a reaching places that you never knew existed. 

Before you could cum, he pulled himself out of you completely. Your breath stopped when you felt him press against your ass. He saw you look back at him in concern, “Don’t worry, daddy’s going to take good care of you.” With that, he slowly pushed into you. You gasped at the pain and pleasure combined. He didn’t waste any time fucking you as hard as before. The pain slowly turned into all pleasure when he put two fingers into your pussy. “I’m going to cum! Daddy!” “Cum on my cock baby.” You sighed loudly, letting your release take over your body. It didn’t take him much time to find his release. He bent over to nibble and bite on your earlobe, thrusting a few times before pulling out. You laid flat on your stomach and he collapsed, pulling you against him. “Good girl.”


Request: ‘Hey could I make a request with Reid where the reader has loads of tattoos and piercings and Reid is like really interested in them?? thank you ❤️’

omg wow a fic every other day? yes. that is right. holagubler has got their shit together. get ready for fic-bruary. but going to spain (granada??) next week so pls forgive if I miss a day or two. does anyone live in spain? let me know. podemos hablar espanol.

‘Baby girl, we didn’t know you had TATTOOS!’ laughed Morgan, as you stripped off into your bikini. It was summer, so the team decided to take a trip to the beach on their day off. Since you were new to the BAU, they had not yet seen your fairly colorful and decorated body.

‘What can I say Morgan? I’m full of surprises.’ You said, with a wink. As you turned to see Spencer Reid gawking at your body.

‘Damn girl, you look hot!’ Prentiss shouted from where she and JJ were paddling in the sea with Henry, and you blew a kiss back to her.

‘Are you okay, Reid?’ You grinned, turning your attention back to the flustered genius. You laid down to him, and he tried to remove his eyes from your body, but seemingly failed.

‘What are the stories behind them?’ He asked, his eyes still fixed on the large piece on your thigh.

‘They all have very personal meanings to me.’ You replied, while smoothing in sun lotion over your body.

‘You can tell me, Y/N.’ Spencer whispered, his eyes now locked into yours.

You leant in, towards his ear. ‘Take me to dinner and I might tell you.’ You whispered, as you heard a gulp from the BAU’s resident genius.

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thedragonmissionary  asked:

hi how are you?? wouldnt it be cool if in httyd 3 or in the show they included the quote from the book "i dont want a world without dragons, i dont want a world without toothless" that hiccup mentions?? :D

Hello! I’m doing well! Life have been ridiculously busy with my move to another apartment… it’s been full of unpacking boxes and fighting with a VERY stubborn router and modem that refuse to give me wireless internet. But I don’t complain to the chaos… it’ll be a great result in the end. :) Hope you’re doing well, as well!

Now. That quote. Not going to lie: that quote from The Incomplete Book of Dragons is one of my all-time favorite quotes of the entire HTTYD series - and Cressida Cowell is someone who drenched that series in amazing quotes. I feel as though the nature of this quote could meld *very* nicely with the projected plotline of HTTYD 3. We know that Hiccup and Toothless will have to deal with the potential of the dragons disappearing in this movie. They could slip this quote in no problem. It even feels like something DreamWorks!Hiccup would naturally say. He said, “I won’t leave you, I won’t let you go,” in a deleted scene in HTTYD 2… saying, “I don’t want a world without dragons, I don’t want a world without Toothless,” is right up his personality alley.

Unfortunately I don’t think the quote will actually make it, as much as I think it fits nicely in with HTTYD 3. The DreamWorks movies retain the heart and spirit of the HTTYD novels, not to mention that most of the events within the movies are faint parallels of how the novels progress. I don’t expect that we’ll get any direct quotes from the books appearing in the final movies (except for “There were dragons when I was a boy” - that one I think is somewhat likely) because of the fact DreamWorks is working fairly independently from Cressida Cowell’s original material. They retain the spirit, but you don’t get the quotes - not even in the first movie, which is most similar to the HTTYD novels. So it means I doubt that this amazing quote will actually make it into HTTYD 3. But it would be something. It would fit. And it would… frankly… make me SCREAM if it were included!


Did you guys know that today is @beachsequence‘s birthday? Laura is one of my favorite people in the entire world, and I don’t know what I did to be so lucky to be able to be their friend for this long. I am so proud of you, and your journey has been so incredible to watch. I wish I was at home to celebrate with you, but once I get back, we’ll watch The Bee Movie and snuggle while talking about stupid memes. I love you so much, and I wish you the best birthday ever

anonymous asked:

All the J'onn J'onzz head-canons from Supergirl. Please. I need someone to help fuel my love for the Martian.

fuck YES Alien Dad. my guy. 

  • okay so just generally speaking, J’onn has spent the last decade+ veeeeeery gradually trying to make Hank Henshaw nicer. he couldn’t just have a totally new persona over night, obviously, so he’s just been making very small changes over a long period of time and hoping nobody questions it too much.
  • he adopted a cat a few years into pretending to be Hank, because he was lonely and cats are great. he has a whole story ready if anyone at the DEO ever asks (the real Hank hated cats), but no one ever has. 
  • he also keeps a load of plants. gorgeous plants, that he talks to all the time. he’s very proud of how healthy and strong they are.
  • J’onn always has pads and tampons on hand for when vagina-owners in the DEO are on their period. If he could wear a fanny pack full of them without raising some suspicion he would do it IN A HEART BEAT.
    • Actually now that the secret’s out he might. He might just do it.
  • Honestly J’onn is such a Fanny Pack Dad? They’re practical and he can fit a lot of things in them and he refuses to be embarrassed about them. Standards of fashion are arbitrary, Kara. Stop taking pictures. Stop it now.
  • Whenever anyone’s taking pictures he does That Parent Thing where he smiles slightly too hard and looks like a huge dork but it’s the sweetest thing in the world
  • He loves movies so much you guys oh my god. Like the whole Experience of going to a movie and sitting down and eating the bucket of popcorn just engrosses him. He watches the screen avidly the whole time. Alex and Kara always try to talk during movies but J’onn WILL shush them.
  • He loves chocolate so much you guys so SO much. Chocolate cake with chocolate frosting is his favorite thing in the entire world. He and Kara went through an entire pan of brownies by themselves on time. They’re unstoppable.

I finally got to see Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them today, and let me tell you, it was indeed fantastic. I’m not kidding when I say that I nearly began to cry when Hedwig’s Theme began to play; it was like finally being home after 5 years of being stuck in some weird limbo. Everything was absolutely astounding. Newt is a cinnamon roll, and he is much too pure for this world. He just wanted to love and protect his creatures. And he had absolutely no people skills. His constant smile was so precious. Not to mention that I (despite being a Slytherin myself) absolutely loved how he just personified Hufflepuffs and give them the amazing reputation they deserve. He was a down-to-earth and happy, but he also knew how to tame a crazy dragon and a thousand other creatures the entire wizarding world considered dangerous. Not to mentioned that Kowalski was hilarious, and the Goldstein sisters were both sassy and fantastic witches. Not to mention that we had 1920s NYC as our setting. The outfits, the speakeasies, and more were a Gatsby lover’s delight, not to mention the little mentions of our favorite aspects of Harry Potter including Dumbledore and Hogwarts.
However, I must say that my absolute favorite part was the conflict of the movie. The use of the Obscurus was so freaking interesting, and it really hit home. Obscurus are created when young children are forced to abstain from using their magic to protect themselves from those who hate it. Kids are forced to become these dark creatures of mass destruction simply because nobody around them sees their gifts as something to love. They are oppressed and hidden away because they aren’t see as worthy. If that’s not something worth mentioning, than I don’t know what is. Everyday kids and teens alike are forced to conform to society’s views, and being different is seen as weird or strange. Kids fall away from the world out of fear, and depression seeks them out. And eventually, they are sought out and destroyed before they can harm too many. Nobody attempts to save them. Not until people like Newt and Tina look past their darkness and see the people underneath. This personification of this being into an almost Dementor like being (who symbolized depression) just made this fight so much more real. The fact that this movie made one of their greatest conflicts something like this just really says something about the conflicts of today. It is no longer primarily Man vs Man conflicts; its Man vs Society and Man vs Self above anything else. This movie is something I can get on board with and drive this Hogwarts Express myself.
I would watch this movie a thousand times over, and I can’t wait for the next four. They’re doing these prequels right.

Plus: Newt Scamander is too precious not to like.

“Dear John.” (Grayson)

It was almost 10:30 on a Saturday morning, and your boyfriend, Grayson, was headed over to your house. Every Saturday, you’d spend the entire day with each other. Every week was a something new. You were busy getting dressed when you heard the doorbell ring. You bounced downstairs and open the door, Grayson standing on the porch with grocery store bags in his hands.

“Hey beautiful.” He said, kissing you on the cheek as he walked into your living room.

“Hey baby.” You said, following close behind him. “What’s on the agenda for today?” You asked.

“Well, I didn’t really have anything planned. I was thinking we could just lounge around and watch movies today. Spend the day inside.” He explained.

“Sounds good to me. As long as I’m with my favorite boy in the entire world.” You said. Grayson smiled at you and kissed you sweetly.

“Well, I’ve got popcorn, ice cream, and a bunch of candy. I’m gonna put on some popcorn, you pick ouy a movie.” Gray said, getting up from the couch. I walked off to the movie closet to pick out a movie. I picked one out and sat back down on the sofa while I waited for Grayson to come back.

“Awe, c'mon. Not a chick flick.” He whined as soon as he saw the case sitting on the coffee table.

“What do you mean? Dear John is a good movie.” You said. “Just this one, I promise. No more chick flicks after this one.” You added. Grayson let out a loud groan.

“Ugh. Fine.” He said.

“Yay!” You cheered. You popped the disc in the DVD player and cuddled into Grayson’s side as the movie began.

Throughout the entire movie, Grayson would clear his throught, or let out a loud sigh, letting you know that he didn’t want to sit through the movie.

After a while, once the movie got to the part when John got shot in combat, and got the letter from Savannah saying that she was with someone else, you heard a small sniffle coming from Grayson’s direction. You looked up at him and he quickly wiped his eyes, trying to hide his tears.

“Awe, are you crying?” You asked, teasing. Grayson cleared his throat and sat up straight.

“He just got shot after getting a letter from the love of his life saying she’s moved on from him. You’d have to be pretty heartless to not cry.” He said. You couldn’t help but laugh.

“I had no idea you had such a sensitive side.” You said as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“What can I say, you bring out that side of me.” He said as he kissed you. You turned your attention back to the movie as it finished up.

“Okay, low key, that was a really good movie.” Grayson said as the credits rolled.

“I told you it was good.” You laughed.

“Yeah, yeah. Now, I need some action. Or horror, or something.” He said getting up from the sofa to pick out a movie. You went to the kitchen to get some ice cream, and sat back on the sofa as Grayson came back into the living room.

“What’s next?” You asked.

“The Avengers.” He said, putting in the movie. He sat back down on the sofa and wrapped his arm around your shoulders. You spent the rest of the day at your place, watching movies, and just enjoying your time together.

Something that's beautiful about moana besides everything

Is how they portrayed sailing and traveling and journeying across oceans as part of their heritage and their spirit as a people.

Like most people don’t know shit about the culture or history of Polynesia.

Like i think all I ever learned about the Polynesian islands even in world history was that they traveled very VERY far with simple boats.

Like the idea itself was just incredible because holy shit, traveling the ocean in heavy metal complex ships scares me, but these intrepid people built ships by hand with wood and sailed entire oceans?

I mean incredible.

I’m so glad this movie draws attention to this amazing history.

I want more people to know about their accomplishments and their ocean voyages.

So moana was super awesome and the music that plays as they’re sailing is probably my favorite because it’s inspiring as hell and it to me conveys the celebration of human exploration and more specifically, more importantly, the Polynesian people as seafaring explorers.

Thor: The Dark World (liveblog) [x]


That might possibly be one of my very favorite moments in the entirety of the movie because seriously look at Loki’s face.  It’s better in full view, where you can see that that is the face of someone who was often spoiled when they were a child.

That is the face of someone who was entirely precious and precocious when they were young and they knew how to use their adorable “I’m a stinker, but you love me, right? :3” face to melt hearts.  And that is exactly how I see Loki as a child and why he has a lot of the problem he has later in life.

Namely, that he was spoiled rotten, that he never had really solid boundaries set up for him in the way he needed, that his parents saw him as such a precious little squish that they couldn’t hardly ever say no to him.  Add in that Odin was not a very communicative sort, while Frigga probably had her heart bleeding every time she picked her little snuggle bunny up, remembering that he’d been abandoned and unwanted, she loved him so much and wanted to give him everything.

Thor is spoiled as well, of course, but in a different way.  He was also a charmer, someone who was used to getting his way through sheer force of personality, will, and determination.  He was like a dog with a bone when he wanted something, completely tunnel-visioned and bull-headed about it.  While Loki was the kind who tried attacking from every angle, always a new argument for what he wanted, always a new wheedling tactic, until his parents finally gave in, because they loved that little pumpkin.

I think his parents went the opposite way, they didn’t starve him for affection, but instead overfed him.  They praised every little thing (always remembering that he’d been abandoned, unwanted, so they unconsciously made up for that), they built him up and up and up, never really giving him the tools to deal with something major falling apart under his hands.

He still felt overshadowed by Thor, of course, largely because Thor’s strengths seemed effortless to Loki, because Thor’s strengths were ones that won him friends and approval of everyone in Asgard, because Thor was the type who could make friends anywhere, while Loki sniped and snapped and was jealous.

And because of that, because I don’t think Loki dealt with much hardship at all, he was woefully unprepared when real hardship hit him and that mixed together with all the other shit going on with him (ie, I think he has some fucked up brain chemistry going on—possibly depression or bipolar) and you get… everything we see.

But that precocious look, that “I’m a little shit, I’m a cute little shit, right? :3” look remained, because that’s how Loki was used to getting his way and winning people over.

(I’m pretty sure he did it with Thor as well.  ”Thor, don’t you want to give me your new hunting knife?”  ”No, Loki, you’re just going to break it trying to crush those dragon scales again!”  ”But it’s really important to me, Thor, I’ll get you a new one (no he won’t) next month when we go to Nidadvellir.  :3  :3  :3”  ”……okay, fine.”)

anonymous asked:

I absolutely loved that part in the movie where Sweeney and Mrs. Lovett were shown through the broken mirror, it's like that shot tells many stories about their lives and how they've become themselves. The movie has a lot of brilliant camera shots i think the movie is kind of underrated.

I 1,000% agree with you there. I honestly think the Sweeney Todd movie is such a cinematic masterpiece. Like, Tim Burton always has pretty neat aesthetics, but the cinematography for Sweeney Todd is just…iconic. I definitely love the close up shots like the broken mirror and the reflection in the razor and in Epiphany when we see Sweeney’s reflection in that puddle of water; all those shots are so intimate and important since Sweeney doesn’t have many lines so this is the only way we sort of get into his head.

But also while we’re on the topic of camera shots, can I just say- the wide shots in the film are so incredible too! Because this movie does what the stage version can’t do- it connects the main characters to their environment and allows for a bigger picture. The stage version is very good at keeping the drama high and having the audience invested, because we basically get to live in Mrs.Lovett’s pie shop for a good majority of the show. But the movie really lets the audience explore Sweeney’s version of London, and it’s just this entire universe that’s so unique. When Sweeney talks about the world being “filled with people who are filled with shit,” we actually get to see the crowds of people and the polluted London streets and so it really gives some credibility to Sweeney’s philosophy. 

One of my absolute favorite shots in the entire film is when Sweeney says “At last, my arm is complete again” and the camera zooms out of the shop and we see all of London. It just really emphasizes how small Sweeney is, which I think is important. This is just one person who thinks he’s making a change by killing these innocent people but like..he’s just one fish in a very big pond, and when he dies, no one will remember him. He’s not some big anti-hero out to teach society a lesson. He’s one man, with a self-destructive thirst for revenge. And same with Mrs.Lovett. Worst Pies may be a show-stopping number but I absolutely love how Tim put in the sequence in right before that song where we literally get to travel through the streets of London and see how immensely huge and depressingly disgusting it is. Mrs.Lovett’s failing shop is just one of many. She’s nothing special, and I actually like that they decided to shoot it that way.

Long story short: I’m really fucking invested in this movie

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Hey <3 How are you, sweetheart? :D

Favorite Quote: I love this one

Joanne Clancy — “Be the kind of woman who, when your feet hit the floor each morning, the devil says ‘Oh, no! She’s up.‘”

and this one <3   

Dumbledore: [to Professor Snape] For in dreams, we enter a world that is entirely our own. Let him swim in the deepest ocean or glide over the highest cloud.

What age do people think I am: Mostrly when I was 18 people asked for my ID at movies and pubs and stuff hahahahha Now I looke pretty much like my age (24) and I’m fine with it *for now* 

Where in the world have I been: Well, I live in Brazil, and visit a few states, but around the world only to Paraguay and Uruguay :D 

My favorite accents: I’m a sucker for Scottish accent *dreams about Montgome Scott* but I really think is cute when someone whos not brazilian speaks portuguese, is really really cute! hhahaha

Thanks for asking ;*