why is no one else giffing this

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Christopher Nolan explains why he likes to cover Tom Hardy’s face: 

“I was pretty thrilled with what he did in The Dark Knight Rises with two eyes and couple of eyebrows and a bit of forehead. I thought let’s see what he can do with no forehead, no real eyebrows, maybe one eye. Of course Tom, being Tom, what he does with single eye acting is far beyond what anyone else can do with their whole body. That is just the unique talent of the man, he’s extraordinary.” 

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top five starter anime series | (as voted by my followers)

# 3 : death note (2006)

“This world is rotten and those who are making it rot deserve to die. Someone has to do it, so why not me? Even if it means sacrificing my own mind and soul, it’s worth it. Because the world can’t go on like this. What if someone else had picked up this notebook? Is there anyone out there other than me who’d be willing to eliminate the vermin from the world? If I don’t do it, then who will? That’s just it: there’s no one, I’m the only one who can. I’ll do it. By using the death note, I’ll change the world.

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Alistair (to himself); thank the maker we found a meat stall at last!

Zevran: Alistair, My friend, could you hand me that pile of clothes beside you?

Alistair: Uh… yes, but why are your clothes here of all places?

Zevran: Where else could I let them dry?


poor Alistair, after weeks of living off soup and beans he finally finds some meat. unfortunately he chose the one day Zevran decided to bathe and wash his clothes


this was the original thing I did that prompted this exhcange

Midnight Talks Pt. One || Peter Parker Imagine

Originally posted by space1boy

(not my gif)

Word Count: 743 words

Pairing: Spider-Man x reader

You turned to look at the alarm clock. 12:00 am. Thinking about how much school was going to suck tomorrow due to your terrible sleep schedule, you decided to turn off the lights and try to get some sleep. All that was going through your mind was Peter Parker. He is something else. His hair is so fluffy and his eyes are the color of chocolate. Peter and his dumb science jokes are only some of the reasons why you like him so much. He is just, amazing. (see what i did there)

Glancing at your phone one last time, a loud sudden banging at your window startled you. “What the hell…” You muttered under your breath as you started slowly walking towards the glass pane, scarred to death at who would be at your window at midnight.

You stood in front of the clear glass in shock at the red and blue suit. It was Spider-Man. THE fucking Spider-Man. And he did not look like he was having a good day.

You pushed open the window and grabbed the man’s very muscular arm to guide him into your bedroom. “Shit, shit, shit. Dude, are you okay?” You asked as the city’s hero was now on your floor, on his stomach, groaning in plain. “Yeah I’m, I’m okay.” He said trying to get up off the floor, getting onto his hands and knees before he fell back down.

“Do you need anything?” You asked, worried about the man, who sounded almost like a teenager. “Ummm, I-I just. Who are you? Where’s Ned?” He asked through gritted teeth. “Sorry buddy, there isn’t a Ned that lives here. But I’m Y/N and I think you might need an ice pack or something,” you answered. “and maybe an Advil.”

“Y-yes please. That would be awesome.” Spider-Man replied. You rushed to grab a frozen bag of some random food to use as a makeshift ice pack and a glass of water before heading towards your bathroom. You very quietly searched for the pill bottle to not disturb your family. After a few seconds or searching, you grabbed the Advil and tiptoed back to your bedroom. You silently shut the room’s door and turned around to see that the “man” was now leaning against your bed. You went and sat next to him as you handed him the frozen bag, and opened the pill bottle to give him the medicine. “Thanks.” He muttered as he but the bag of frozen food against his ribs before chucking the pills in his mouth and chugging the water.

“So, Spider-Dude,” you said while taking the glass away from his gloved hand and placing it on the floor, ”why did you umm, crawl through my window? Like out of all the windows in this big city?” You asked, looking at where you assumed his eyes would be.  "Well,” he sighed, “I thought this was someone else’s room. So imagine my surprise when I find a very beautiful girl standing above my crippled body.“ He chuckled at the entire situation. Boy, was it a mess.

…..Spider-Man thinks I’m pretty. THE Spider-Man thinks I’m pretty.

“Is this actually happening right now or am I just dreaming?” You asked yourself. This time, you both chuckled. “Well, as much as this hurts my ego, I did in fact groan in pain on your floor just a few minutes ago.” You laughed, he was such a funny guy.

“How old are you?” You questioned out of the blue. “What?” Spider-Man asked back, kind of surprised by your question. “I mean, you sound so young you know? Not to be rude but you don’t really sound like a man.”

“Wow, Y/N. That hurts.” He said dramatically, while putting his hand over his heart. “No, I’m just, younger than most superheroes.” He answered.

“And yet you still are one of the best heroes out there.” You told him with a kind smile.

Even though you couldn’t see it, he smiled under the mask. “That means a lot, actually. Thank you.” Spider-Man said. He was about to say something else when the two of you heard police sirens in the distance. He sighed, as he stood up, leaving the frozen bag on the floor. “That’s my cue. See you around Y/N.” He said as he ran towards the window.

“You too, Spider-Man.” You said back, just before he jumped out of the window and went back to saving the city.

Part Two   Part Three

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Sunday 23.04.17 at 1.55pm

Translation by myself (and Google Translate)
Sana & Isak

~~~

Biology, chlorophyll, organisms, enzymes, photosynthesis, mitochondria, biology, biology, biology
Should we talk about something else for once?

What would you like to talk about Isabell*?

Do you know Mikael well?

Mikael?

Yes he was in a picture you looked at during biology

Now you’re talking about biology again

Lol. But seriously

Distant acquaintance

*I don’t believe you gif*
Who is he?

Why?

Just wondering
I think he’s one of Even’s former friends from Elvebakken

Lovely

How do you know him?

Is everything ok between you and Even or

Livin la vida loca

Hasta manjana. i have to go

IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO RUN AWAY FROM THE INTERNETT GURL

~~~

* Sana occasionally uses this nickname for Isak since he called her Sana-sun during season 3

2p’s react to s/o bursting into a room and asks to feel their freshly shaved legs

2p america: HOLY FU- , damn soft as a baby bottom.

2p canada: no I DoNNT WANT TO FEEL YOUR DAMn le- this feels nice.

2p england: Splendid! How did you get them so soft poppet?

2p france: *looks bored* nice. *silently to himself* mon dieu.

2p china: Kittin, any place else I have to feel hmm? ;)

2p russia: Yes very nice, now shoo, i need to work.

2p italy: CHE CAZZO RAGAZZA WHY THE HELL YOU BURS- mio dio *keeps petting your leg without saying anything*

2p germany: SCHEISSE- ohh. Might wanna wrap those legs around me so we both can enjoy them?

2p japan: *monotone voice* nice.

2p prussia: s-soft as a baby bird.

2p lovino: What cream did you use darling? The new one I bought you?

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Goryeo’s Best Dressed: 13th Prince, Baek Ah

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I— lost a particular friend at Culloden,” he said. With half his mind he wondered why he should speak of Hector to this man, of all men; a Scottish warrior who had slashed his way across that deadly field, whose sword might well have been the one … At the same time, he could not help but speak; there was no one to whom he could speak of Hector, save this man, this prisoner who could speak to no one else, whose words could do him no damage.

requested by anonymous 

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SKAM 1:09

“What is this bullshit about what kind of person I am? Maybe I am someone who gives up! I don’t know! Why would you know what kind of person I am? Everyone is like: ‘what kind of person are you? you have to know who you are!’ What a fucking cliche.”

a guy at work who’s taken to hanging around me when I’m on break, who likes to act like he’s earned the right to me in my personal space, who’s added me on facebook because I couldn’t think of a polite way to say no, this guy -

he tells me that I talk a lot but don’t message him back very much. he says it like an accusation, like it’s my fault that he’s never sent me anything more interesting than a deadpool gif. how does he expect me to make a conversation out of that? why am I the one responsible on that?

and how can he say I talk a lot, when ¾ of our conversations are him talking about himself? he’s never asked me anything more personal than what time I get off work. I know about his family, his garden, his new house, his cats. what does he know about me? that I humor him, probably, and what else does he need?

I’m waiting at the bus stop after work and another man I work with joins me. he makes a little small talk, which I return, and then I go back to reading my book. he laughs and says he’s sorry for distracting me when I’m trying to read, but that doesn’t stop him from doing it again. and again. and again. and again. in the twenty minutes it takes the bus to finally arrive.

he asks what I’m reading but is talking over me before I finish telling him, nodding and saying how cool it is before I even get to the good part. he asks if I have a boyfriend, laughs when I say that I don’t and like it that way. he tells me how boring being an adult is when you’re single as if he expects me to relate, as if I don’t love being single, as if admitting that he’s too boring to entertain himself will somehow make him so attractive that I volunteer to do it for him.

this is not a desire for me but for my time or attention or vagina or whatever. my actual essential self is more or less secondary.

I am so tired of men talking at me.

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How would BTS react to you wearing their clothes like an oversized sweatshirt or hoodie or something and nothing else 👀👀

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