this man speaks my life

concept: dan creating deep content and feeling comfortable sharing his thoughts on more complicated issues with us instead of negating all his accomplishments and hiding his feelings behind memes and jokes

lance sending hunk lots of selfies along with awful pick up lines in spanish bc he thinks it’s a girl he just met’s number and hunk is like ‘sorry man, wrong number. you look nice though’ (in spanish, bc he probably knows like four different languages and doesn’t know if lance speaks english) but lance doesn’t believe him so hunk sends a pic of himself and lance is dying bc this guy is the cutest but hey is that the garrison uniform in the back of the pic? and turns out they’re both going so they end up talking for hours until they finally meet in person a couple days later

sometimes i think i might be a lesbian but who tf knows

things i need to do when and if i have time from school (and am not resting):

  • revamp my blog theme
  • revamp my Pinterest
  • organize my computer
  • organize my room
  • organize my life

so i was reading im fatal frontier and

often give pep talks to yourself about cap, tony?

(no i’m kidding)

so i could talk about fatal frontier for hours (don’t worry i’m gonna spare you that) BUT this comics is a delight also in superhusbands department

despite the fact that he doesn’t show up at all and the plot has nothing to do with him tony brings up steve A LOT

in case somebody didn’t get the memo that he was combat-trained by captain america

but wait

one more casual reminder

(if we somehow forgot)

you’d think it’s enough…..

nope u have to brag about your bae to villains as well i see……….

IN CONCLUSION: tony stark is embarrassing loser child who gotta make his crush hero-worship known to the entire universe to my unending joy and delight

now everybody go read fatal frontier

When someone asks me to pick ONE Joker Game character...

Me:  ლ (゚Д゚ ლ)

Me:  ‘`( ꒪Д꒪),、 !!

Me:  Σ(゚Д゚; 彡 ;゚д゚)

Me: ヽ( ´Д`)ノ (д`ノ) ヽ(   )ノ (ヽ´△) ヽ(´△`)ノ

Me:  ‎(ノಥ益ಥ)ノ ┻━┻

Me: ヾ(థ ェ థ)ノ

Me:  (oT-T)尸

currentfrequency  asked:

ohh maybe Hannigram and 20. things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear? ^^

20. things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear

“I like my men big and hairy.”

Hannibal finished opening the door to the lab, catching the tail end of a conversation between Will and Beverly Katz. He could easily build the dialogue in his mind: Beverly asking Will about his perpetually single personal life in an attempt to gain some camaraderie between the two of them, Will showing her to his defensive walls only for her to notice the slight crack in them, and then attack accordingly.

It would have been a very brisk back and forth, but the how didn’t matter now with Will standing rigidly, his back to Hannibal and Beverly nodding her head at Will.

Yes, Hannibal was behind him and yes, he had heard

Hannibal smiled congenially. Beverly excused herself with all the grace of a woman who didn’t quite want to leave the room.

“So,” Will turned around, his face still red though Hannibal was sure it had been a much more brilliant all encompassing blush before Will had tried to tamp it down. “Hi, Doctor Lecter.”

“Are you well? You look a bit flushed,” Hannibal moved closer, though he didn’t push Will’s mussed hair away to place the back of his hand on Will’s forehead. He would have liked to feel the blush, but he rewarded himself instead with the up close sight of Will’s heady cheeks. 

Will stepped back, shaking his head. “I’m fine, just a little humiliated. Nothing that won’t haunt me until I die of embarrassment.”

“There’s nothing wrong with liking men, Will. Or having preferences.”

Will’s ears had gone so red, Hannibal knew if he were to ever try and recapture this moment, he’d need the deepest red pigment he could find.

“We don’t talk about this kind of–” He gestured at himself and what must have been his apparent sexuality. “–thing.”

Hannibal switched his overcoat to his other arm, looking at the wall pinned with photographs of the latest victims. Giving Will a moment to collect himself. 

“We can if you’d like.”

“There’s not much to say. You can apply ‘I’m not great with people’ to pretty much any level of sociableness I have.”

“You sell yourself short.”

“I really don’t.”

“Would you like me to ask?”

“God no,” Will stopped, rubbed his hand over his mouth. Still a bit pinkish. He looked at Hannibal then looked away quickly. “Just. Not here.”

Hannibal nodded and moved on to the subject of their latest killer. He was, as always, excited for their next conversation.

i need to meet sebastian stan someday

it’s not even ‘i hope this happens someday’ anymore i just need it to happen

I don’t think I like my TC anymore.

But when I see his face on Monday I think I’ll fall in love with him all over again.

@marioncotillard: This is going to be my first and only reaction to the whirlwind news that broke 24 hours ago and that I was swept up into.
I am not used to commenting on things like this nor taking them seriously but as this situation is spiraling and affecting people I love, I have to speak up.
Firstly, many years ago, I met the man of my life, father of our son and of the baby we are expecting. He is my love, my best friend, the only one that I need.
Secondly to those who have indicated that I am devastated, I am very well thank you. This crafted conversation isn’t distressing.
And to all the media and the haters who are quick to pass judgment, I sincerely wish you a swift recovery.
Finally, I do very much wish that Angelina and Brad, both whom I deeply respect, will find peace in this very tumultuous moment.
With all my love
Marion
Ceci sera la première et seule réaction que j'aurai concernant la déferlante inouïe qui à commencé il y a de ça 24 heures et à laquelle je suis mêlée malgré moi.
Je n'ai pas pour habitude de commenter ni de prendre au sérieux le tas d'absurdités déversées à mon sujet mais la situation prenant une telle tournure et affectant des gens que j'aime, je me dois de m'exprimer.
Pour commencer, j'ai rencontré il y a quelques années l'homme de ma vie , le père de notre fils et du bébé que nous attendons aujourd'hui. Il est mon amour, mon meilleur ami et le seul homme dont j'ai besoin.
Ensuite, à ceux qui me prétendent dévastée, je vais très bien merci. Ce genre d'inventions aberrantes ne m'affectent en aucun cas.
Et pour finir, à la “presse”, à tous les haters, trolls et consorts qui ont le jugement si rapide je vous souhaite sincèrement… un prompt rétablissement.
Ceci dit et un peu plus sérieusement, je souhaite à Angelina et Brad, deux personnes pour qui j'ai un profond respect, de trouver la paix dans ce moment tumultueux.
Avec tout mon amour.
Marion