ugh i loved this film


top 10 favorite events or periods in history (in no particular order)


Maybe they’ll save it. All the pieces. Store it in the town hall attic and rebuild it in a hundred years. Wonder who the hell we were. 


Love the Coopers (2015) dir. Jessie Nelson.

i don’t think you guys understand how satisfying it is to flip/fix the (many) ugly reflections of dt in the minor character like first we have this:

okay well, it’s not as bad as all the other ones, pretty subtle right, but hOLD ON JUST A JIFFEH, bc with two clicks you got this:

i mean praise jesus

People love what other people are passionate about.
—  La La Land

‘Now the Arkenstone has drawn him here. He will never be rid of his need for it. He hates and loves the gem as he hates and loves himself. Thorin’s life was a sad story. He was destined to be a great leader before the Arkenstone found him. Before it drove him mad.’


My thesis film at the School of Visual Arts!

I want to thank my amazing parents and family, Mario Menjivar, my anifam, Mark Minnig and Gabriel Ilijeska!

Done on TVPaint with a billion bunch of hours.



Request: As You Wish

Request: Your blog is my Favorite SPN blog. :D How about one where the reader and Sam are watching the Princess Bride or something (doesn’t have to be that one), and she knows the entire movie almost word for word and Sam thinks it’s adorable and she gets kinda embarrassed? Maybe Dean poking fun at some point?

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Thank you so much! And THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST because I LOVELOVELOVELOVE this film. It’s my latest obsession and my sister is sick to death of me quoting it and it’s ridiculous how much I adore it. Lots of love, have an awesome day!<33

“Do we even have anything else to do today?” You ask, looking at Sam. The two of you are stood in the bunker’s library after doing some organising. It’s not even lunchtime and you’re done for the day – weapons are clean, books are organised, car is ready, bunker is neat. There’s no cases worth looking at…

You have a whole day to yourselves.

“Not that I know of.” He agrees softly, smiling. He loops an arm around your shoulders, “What so you feel like doing? We could put a film on or something; relax.”

“Sounds like a good plan.”

“What do you want to wat- never mind.” He chuckles, “You’re going to wear the DVD out, Y/N.”

“I have a spare. If you put it on, I’ll go and get snacks.” You offer, and Sam nods.

“Mind if I invite Dean to watch with us?”

“Go for it,” You grin, suddenly excited. You love this film more than any other, and have seen it so often that you could pretty much quote the whole thing, scene by scene.

You dash off to the kitchen and grab all of the snacks you can find, before returning to the sitting room where Sam and Dean already wait.

“We’re watching this again?”

“I let Y/N choose. It’s not a bad film.” Sam defends, slinging an arm around your shoulders as you sit down, dumping the snacks on the table. The movie starts up as you toss a bottle of beer over at Dean, who laughs, using the side of the chair to pop the cap.

Buttercup was raised on a small farm in the country of Florin. Her favourite pastimes were riding her horse and tormenting the farm boy who worked there. His name was Westley, but she never called him that.

The words come so easily, like they’ve been engraved into your brain. You know them backwards and forwards, every way around. Sam watches as you mouth each word, smiling at your enthusiasm.

Nothing gave Buttercup as much pleasure as ordering Westley around.‘As you wish,’ is all he ever said to her.

Dean rolls his eyes at the pair of you. Sure, he likes the film too but your attachment with it is incredible to him. Unbelievable. Inconceivable.

That day, she was amazed to discover that when he was saying, 'as you wish,’ what he meant was, 'I love you’. And even more amazing was the day she realised that she loved him back.

“Seriously?” Dean groans, “Y/N, you’re obsessed.”

“I thought we’d already established that. Quit interrupting.” You say quietly, your eyes fixed on the screen. Sam chuckles.

“I think it’s adorable.” He smiles, squeezing you close to him. You find yourself blushing pink, and you fidget awkwardly with the hem of your shirt. For the next ten minutes, you keep your mouth steadfastly closed, trying to deflect any attention from yourself. By the time the film ends, you can’t help but feel somewhat embarrassed as Dean ignores the credits in favour of finding some food that isn’t popcorn or questionably sourced chocolate.

“You know, I really do think it’s cute that you know it all.” Sam whispers into your ear, “Plus, it’s good news for me.”


“If you’ve loved something like this for that long, it means you must be pretty loyal. That’s good in terms of girlfriend material, right?”

“I guess it is.” You laugh, looking up at him. He smiles at you, planting a kiss on your temple, “Thanks, Sam.”

“It’s my job, right? 'Cause this is true love. You think it happens every day?”

You laugh brightly, “Be quiet and kiss me, farm boy.

“As you wish.” He grins, leaning in and pressing his lips to yours.


My Top Ten Favorite CLASSIC Films (on this particular day and not in any order) I was tagged by normajeaned​ - thank you!

  • Jezebel (1938, William Wyler)
  • Waterloo Bridge (1940, Mervyn LeRoy)
  • Suddenly, Last Summer (1959, Joseph L. Mankiewicz)
  • Don’t Bother to Knock (1952, Roy Ward Baker)
  • The Night of the Iguana (1964. John Huston) 
  • Giant (1956, George Stevens)
  • Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958, Richard Brooks)
  • The Women (1939, George Cukor)
  • That Hamilton Woman (1941, Alexander Korda)
  • Leave Her to Heaven (1945, John M. Stahl)

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