ugh this movie though

I just had a revelation about the imagery at the end of Batman v Superman. When they’re in Lex Luthor’s house and the painting has been flipped to show the demons coming from the sky and the angels from below…

Which is actually incredibly powerful because it’s very likely in the next film Superman is going to literally rise from the earth and help save the day.

Take that, Lex. 

Timed Prompt (20 min)

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He kicks his feet up with is phone in his palms as he watches a video on youtube. He chuckles. Amateurs. The short videos online are filled with overly exaggerated motions and expressions, and Kyungsoo knows he could do better. The short film he’s currently watching was uploaded moments ago by the aspiring actor Baekhyun who is also his rival within their university. He couldn’t stand the guy but always finds himself watching the new releases on Baekhyun’s channel.

He sneers, lips quirking into an expression of disgust. Ugh. This movie makes him feel as though he’s losing brain cells, so he switches to something else. As he does so, the door to his dorm room swings open with a loud bang, and he startles.

“Chanyeol, what the fuck dude?!” He swings his feet onto the ground.

“Yea yea, it’s not like you were doing anything,” Chanyeol strolls further inside and sits on Kyungsoo’s bed.

“It’s common courtesy to knock you ass. Next time, I’m locking my door,”

“Why isn’t it already locked?” Chanyeol asks with an eyebrow raised.

“Because most people around here know how to knock.”

The other chuckles, “I just think you forgot. Your mind is everywhere…How’s the filming coming along? Did you get the part you wanted?”

Kyungsoo’s face turns grave as he thinks back to the day of his audition.

He entered the facility with high hopes and a smile. The preparation needed for such a role took him weeks upon weeks until he felt satisfied with the results. He knew every line, even the parts for the other roles. There was no way he wouldn’t succeed in gaining the part as the lead protagonist of an upcoming film. However, there was competition. Not only did Baekhyun show up with his overly cocky grin, but so did Jongin.

Now Jongin, Kyungsoo would attest, had more talent than the blabber mouth youtuber. But Kyungsoo would never admit that. Jongin sprouted from nowhere and took the film industry by surprise. Kyungsoo surely hadn’t heard of him before, but the young man knew how to work a room. As they entered the interviewing process, he noticed Jongin’s charming smile and easy going nature. Wherever Jongin walked it felt like light followed behind and his steps blossomed flowers underneath his feet. He was a pretty boy with all the right social skills and body language. The women were smitten instantly, and so were a few men, including himself.

Kyungsoo was certain that the role was his, but when Jongin showed, his confidence began to waver. Rightfully so, as Jongin stole his aspiring role.

“No, Chanyeol. I didn’t get it.” Kyungsoo flops back into his chair with a sigh. Chanyeol frowns.

“Hey, you’ll get it the next time…” he thinks for a moment before a smile stretches his cheeks, “I know they’re showing your favorite movie in the university theater. Should we go?” he suggests, and Kyungsoo turns his head slightly. The actor’s eyes examine the ceiling as an amused smile creeps onto his face.

“Alright, fine.” Kyungsoo says as he shakes his head.

While walking out of his dorm, Kyungsoo abruptly collides into someone who sends him staggering back into Chanyeol behind him.

“The fuck man? Watch whe-” His voice trails off when he sees that Jongin is standing in front of him, “Jongin?” the name leaves his lips without his knowledge.

“I’m so sorry,” Jongin bows, his cheeks flaring a brilliant shade of pink, “I-I was actually looking for you…” he brushes his nape.

“Me?” Kyungsoo asks.

At this point, Chanyeol walks around his figure to leave the actor behind. He shoots Kyungsoo a ‘call me’ with a wiggle of his fingers in a phone like gesture near his ear. Kyungsoo darts knives with his eyes at Chanyeol for leaving him alone with the very person who stole his shine, his everything, his pride and joy, his role.

Yet, the way Jongin appears is different. Almost seemingly shy, and this is quite surprising.

“Yes, you,” Jongin chuckles a bit, cheeks glowing even more now, “I was wondering if… if…” he tapers off, rubbing his palms together with uncertainty in his gaze.

“If?” Kyungsoo says, he really doesn’t want to speak with this guy.

“If maybe…you would like to go out sometime?…I mean if you want…” Kyungsoo doesn’t think he’s heard correctly and blinks, flabbergasted….

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Listen to the song “Bound To You” by Christina Aguilera and imagine it in Zero’s point of view.

Me after watching a substandard live action adaptation of a beloved manga

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en smiling in episode 7

anonymous asked:

Do you think Tiffany is going to have a big role as Silk in the Spider-man reboot? I dont think its going to happen for a while perhaps Tom's last film could introduce her and turn it into a spin-off?

I’m sure Tiffany is a great actor, but I do not want her to play silk 😥 she’s Chinese, not Korean and it would really bother me if they had her play silk. Also I think her roles going to be v minor and ugh even though her name is Cindy in the movie idk think she’s actually /Cindy/

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Peeta’s awake already, sitting on the side of the bed, looking bewildered as a trio of doctors reassure him, flash lights in his eyes, check his pulse. I’m disappointed that mine was not the first face he saw when he woke, but he sees it now. His features register disbelief and something more intense that I can’t quite place. Desire? Desperation? 

I pulled this gas tank from an old Chevy. I wanted to blow it up, so I did. But what I didn’t think about was all the little bits of metal that were gonna fly in every direction. And I almost killed myself. I woke up in this hospital. And this doctor was like, “Son-” and I said, “Don’t call me ‘son’ you fuckin’ cunt,” and then he was like, “You blew off your nut.” I just lost my nut like that. I went fuckin’ crazy. I assaulted a nurse or a doctor—I don’t really remember—but I got arrested, I went to juvie. All I could think about was, “My fuckin nut, man, I’m missin a nut! What am I gonna do?” I had to go lookin’ for it, right, so I busted out of juvie and I went searchin’. Couldn’t find my nut. Well there was this one night. I was sittin’ there, I was takin’ a shit and I was lookin’ at my balls and starin’ at this little piece of flabby sac where my left nut used to be. And then I saw my right nut for the first time. I was like, “Fuck, man! My nut! Look, I still have a nut!” Right? It’s a good nut, it works. God or the fuckin’ Devil or whoever the fuck it is—he left me with one good nut. I still have a fuckin’ nut. It works, and my fuckin’ dick works, too.

Hey you lost your wife. And you lost your mom. And I lost my nut.

—  Hesher
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random movie meme favorite monologue

The Libertine (Laurence Dunmore, 2006)

That is it. That is my prologue. Nothing in rhyme. No protestations of modesty. You were not expecting that, I hope. I am John Wilmot. Second Earl of Rochester. And I do not want you to like me.

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It’s a mistake you always made; trying to love a wild thing.  You were always luggin’ home wild things.  Once it was a hawk with a broken wing, and the other time it was a full grown wild cat with a broken leg, remember?  

Lula Mae, there’s something–

You mustn’t give your heart to a wild thing… The more you do, the stronger they get til they’re strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree!  And then to a higher tree!  And then to the sky!

You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.