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“you want to kill your circumstances”
You want to kill your pain
I really needed to hear this. And I am sure that others do too.
This explains my Depression actually. I don't want to die but living holds no attraction for me
pour one out for luis (scott’s best friend) bc marvel decided to use his van as a plot device but conveniently didn’t mention his name even once 🙃
honestly pour one out for luis all day everyday bc
-he was scott’s cellmate & day 1. he said “this is my bro now” and took scott under his wing. I’m willing to bet that one of the reasons scott had a relatively easy time in prison is bc luis was constantly looking out for him
-luis got released first & his girlfriend left him, and his mom died, AND his dad got deported, but he still showed up to pick scott up from prison with a smile on his face bc he is a supportive caring best friend who puts others first
-yes he did pull scott back into crime but that is only bc he is disillusioned by the system. he knew how the system worked, and knew that it was practically impossible for ex cons to get jobs no matter what offense they committed. he only wanted to help scott in a time of financial need so he could support his daughter
-speaking of cassie, luis literally loves that little girl so much. he hangs out with her & carries around the pez dispenser that she got him for his birthday
-when scott asks him for something, he does as much as he can
-when the ex cons started their business, luis stepped up to be the manager and take care of all the boring bits. he sacrificed his time and energy so that he and his friends could legally make money
-when scott was put under house arrest and needed a place to live, they moved in together. oh my god they were ROOMATES
-even when luis was forced to take truth serum the worst thing he could say about scott was that the way he put the dishes in the dishwasher was Stupid
luis is literally the best friend and he deserves more respect in the fandom and the mcu
THIS GUY. THIS IS THE SUPPORTING CHARACTER I’VE BEEN WAITING TO REBLOG SOMEONE’S WELL ARTICULATED RECIEPTS ABOUT. THANK YOU.
Really wish we could go back to a time when movies were worth something as long as they were fun to watch
Like I mentioned the 2016 Ghostbusters reboot (the all-female one) to someone bc i had a lot of fun watching that movie!! And they were like “that movie wasn’t that good it was just a comedy… It didn’t win anything did it?” like bitch …. The first Ghostbusters movie wasn’t fucking good either but I’m still sitting here watching some dudes chase a ghost through a library to some weird synth music so maybe movies don’t have to win awards to be worth watching
Not done.
When I ask people about their fave movies I always ask for two:
1) Which movie do you just fuckin. Watch over and over again (mine is Groundhog Day)?
2) Which movie do you recommend to other people/to me specifically?
Like. These are two VERY different questions. I know my bff from high school is obsessed with the star wars prequels like SHE KNOWS THEY AINT GOOD. I asked my roommate the first question and they were like “fuck dude I just love Mrs doubtfire.” Like yeah you’re not gonna be telling every person you meet to watch Mrs doubtfire! But it’s okay if it’s a movie you like some movies are FUN
There’s an Ebert review, I believe, of the Brendan Frasier Mummy film. It basically goes, “k, there’s only one nice thing I can say about this movie, and that’s … I enjoyed pretty much every minute of it.”
Like. Was it a cinematic masterpiece? No. Do you want to pop some popcorn and put it on while you hang out with your D&D group or whatever? Hell, yeah. It’s fun.
Freddie out here validating us from beyond the grave
Baby gay: *wears something extra™️*
Freddie: fucking MAGNIFICENT darling
every single person who reblogs this
every
single
person
will get “doot doot” in their ask box
HOW
I WANT TO KNOW YOUR SECRET
SERIOUSLY THOUGH WHAT ARE YOU
I GOT THIS AND I WAS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK
there are over 128,000 notes and i still got one
how
i reblogged this less than 2 minutes ago
how the actual fuck
well
do not question
ive done this before you truly do get doot doot in your askbox
Lol doubt it
Haha doubt this will work buuuut
What the hell, I’ll try it
I GOT A DOOT DOOT
I wants a doot doot
hoooowwww does this work??!
This is a lieeeee
I want a doot doot
I wonder
Hmm… Sometimes i just get amaze by tumblr
I want a doot doot too
doot doot my ass will ya
update: ,,,,two ppl doot dooted me
im scared
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I’ve never gotten an ask before and I want to see if this works…
I wanna see if this works
At the rate I’m going a doot doot is just the thing I need
Pls
It’s still going
There’s two million notes and I just… I gotta know sorry
I need this mug
Do boys know???? How EXHAUSTING it is?????? To be AROUND them??????
Like, I’m here to vent right now. I was the oldest in my house, and the only girl. When I was growing up, I did ALL my work by myself.
And when THEY got to the he I was, when I started doing chores? Well. They were the youngest. They needed HELP.
So I helped them. At 8 years old, I’d clean the entire living room, vacuum, sweep, dust, put away toys, dig in and under the couches. No tv while I worked, because that was distracting. No help, because I had to learn personal responsibility.
When HE was 8 years old? TV on. Zoning out with his mouth hanging open every five minutes with whatever he was picking up in his hand. Refused to sweep. MELTDOWNS over putting toys away. And of COURSE I had to help him, poor little muffin, because he hasn’t been taught HOW.
So of course he shoves everything under the couch and runs off and I HAVE TO FINISH IT, because “you’re the oldest, you have to be responsible.”
Zoom forwards a few years. I tell him, you need to put soap in the sink when you do dishes. The water needs to be warm, or the oil won’t come off. See this? There’s still food stuck on. Here, I’ll show you how.
Do they listen? FUCK no. They all do it wrong and put them away dirty and I HAVE TO DO IT, PLUS ALL THE NEW SHIT.
Okay, fine. Ill do all the dishes forever from now on. Can you PLEASE clean the bathroom, then?
NOPE. Telling me you’re “DONE” with whole ass globs of toothpaste in the sink, because you refuse to listen when I tell you how to brush your teeth, too. Never clean the toilet. Never sweep the floor. Never wipe the counter.
I tell him, “dude, you didn’t do it. Go back and finish it properly.” He says, “I DID, I SWEAR TO GOD, show me ONE THING I MISSED”. And I DO. I show him FIFTY things he missed. I show him how to do it right. I demonstrate. I explain my reasoning. Does he listen? NOPE. IM A HUGE BITCH NITPICKING DETAILS. BOY THERE IS PISS ON THIS FLOOR, THAT IS NO “”“DETAIL”“”.
Fast forwards. I’m living independent, do my laundry, cook dinners, clean my house. HE hasn’t mastered SHAMPOO. Doesn’t clean for SHIT. Doesn’t believe in bedsheets. Thinks pillowcases and clothes that fit are a government conspiracy. Smells like the back end of whatever animal he ate instead of a vegetable this month, because I was full of it when I told him about balanced nutrition, I guess.
Now. NOW. Visiting home, different brother. “Dude I told you three times this week, just toss your work clothes in the basket and I’ll wash them, you smell like ass and I’m sick of you not doing it yourself”. And the ATTITUDE. BUDDY IM TRYING TO PHYSICALLY PULL YOU FROM A BURNING CAR AND YOU WONT EVEN DO ME THE DECENCY OF COOPERATING. WHY ARE YOU FIGHTING ME.
Literally FIVE SECONDS LATER Brother number THREE. “Dude you pissed all over the bathroom seat and didn’t flush I’m gonna need you to get on that”. Nope. Gonna keep playing video games. Wait ten minutes and check again. “DUDE. YOU TURNED THE BATHROOM INTO A PISS N SLIDE. FLUSH AND WIPE. COME ON.”
Go downstairs and find out Dad Dearest has used a can of spray paint indoors. Again. For the sixth fucking time. Overspray on fucking everything. Could not be stopped. Even hid all the cans after round 3. “You’re making a big deal out of nothing”. Oh, the Fuck I am? Eat shit. Grown ass man SPRAYPAINTING INDOORS, NO VENTILATION, NO CIRCULATION, NO MASK, NO OPEN WINDOWS, JUST LETTING THE FUCK LOOSE. OKAY. ALRIGHT. COOL. FUCK BREATHING I GUESS. FURNITURE LOOKS LIKE A BIRD SHAT IN A FAN BUT WHAT THE HELL DO I KNOW RIGHT
I go to work. Sweating my ASS off. Guy Saunters over to check out my ass and asks me when I get off. I GET OFF AT 9 P FUCKIN M ASSHOLE, GET OUT OF MY FACE, I KNOW YOUR ASS IS HOMELESS AND UNEMPLOYED AND YOU GOT A BABY YOU DONT PAY FOR, EAT SHIT. I’m here to pay my bills and earn respect and you see an easy Fuck just WAITING for your mediocre ass to swoop in? The AUDACITY.
Old man numero uno, you know the one that never paid child support when I was growing up? Offers to pick up my mail and fucking LOSES MY TAX RETURN. *AND* MY DRIVER’S LICENCE. Hey no biggie you can just drive me for a while until I get a new one right? SIKE YOU LOST ***YOUR**** LICENCE ON A DUI.
Fuck. FUCK. Girls my age and younger dropping out of school for full-time jobs doing their best to raise babies while Daddy wanders around scratching his balls and bumming cigarettes.
And my Christ, old farmers telling me “as hon, shouldn’t cut your hair so short, gotta give a man something to run his fingers through”. ACTUAL QUOTE. As if I should give a FUCK what some theoretical dream date might PREFER I DO WITH MY BODY when it’s balls hot and I feel like I’m wearing a goddamn fur hat.
Then, “Careful darlin, never gonna get a date with an attitude like that”. YOU FUCKING *PROMISE*, OLD MAN???
Mother FUCKER. You know the real reason I never wanna marry a guy? Why I m so against “settling down and giving you some grandkids”, mom????? BECAUSE IVE BEEN PLAYING MOMMY FOR FIFTEEN GODDAMNED YEARS AND IM *****TIRED***** NOW.
Aw, but don’t I wanna find a nice man? Someone who can tell me to grow my hair out so he can yank it when we have mediocre sex, leave his filthy jeans on the floor of my house and call me a nag when I tell him to do this own goddamn laundry once a week? Boy I can’t wait to get knocked up and spend a while fucking year in various stages of pain and discomfort so I can pop out His Kid keep doing what I already wasted my childhood on. And I can’t even give em my own damn last name
FUCK that. I’m gonna drink tea in a clean house that I paid for myself, and get old doing whatever the hell I want. Dye my hair neon green and paint the walls red, I’m no grown bastard’s fucking Mommy anymore
Jeremy Renner - “Main Attraction”
Jeremy Renner + Taika Waititi - Main Attraction [x]
I know I’ves aid it a millllion times.
but
TEN WOULD NEVER HAVE LEFT AMY BEHIND
@donnanoblerocks THANK YOU
@bkwrm523 I'm actually rewatching Doctor Who right now I'm at the end of season 3 with the master
Donna Noble. I’m a human being. Maybe not the stuff of legend, but every bit as important as a time lord, thank you.
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This is the greatest thing I’ve ever seen.
A meeping angel
Ha!
i think about this a lot
The guy got his life and career destroyed by his divorce, cut him some slack.
he was also sexually assaulted by a man who could destroy his career
protect him
reblog if the man on the right is just as beautiful as the man on the left
people grow old? like, that’s a thing that happens? leave my guy alone.
This man deserves everything let him he happy
Ok… This is what happened to Fraser
-His wife ditched him and asked for 900k a year,
-He was sexually assaulted which he said kicked him into a deep depression
-He stated that the stunts from the 3rd Mummy movie completely destroyed his body and he was in and out of the hospital for 7 years even having to get surgery to repair his vocal cords.
-He apparently blamed himself for all this which only worsened his depression.
This man has literally been through hell this past decade so please lets cut him some slack and wish him the best
All this but also that picture on the right is a really bad paparazzi photo compared with a professional quality movie promo still. No one looks good when some random person snaps you on the street, regardless of who you are.
Compare with this image from the GQ article last February:
Proper lighting, professional setting, good angles etc.
The dude is 49 and has had a rough couple of decades, but he’s still lovely to look at, and I’ll fight anyone who says otherwise.
Plus, now he’s in Doom Patrol, which makes me happy af.
And let’s not forget he was probably slightly to severely dehydrated to look that buff in he first photo. And I’m so pleased he got work again he seems like a good sort, and from the stealth pilot in Titans, Doom Patrol looks like it should be good.
It shouldn’t even matter what he’s been through. Body shaming of ANYONE is wrong.
ALL OF THIS
Plus
2019 Brendan is still slaying, so btfu
This post keeps getting better and I’m here for it
I love this whole thread
Just look at how beautiful this man is. He’s still one of the reasons why my standards for men are so high
IN THIS HOUSE, CHILDREN, we do not even breathe a S I N G L E wrong word about Brendan Fraser
You *points at everyone* You wanna have a go at him? You fuckin’ fight me first.
THIS MAN IS BEAUTIFUL AND WE PROTECT HIM!
He also DIED during The Mummy. So, like, piss off with your negativity.
If anyone is going to tell me that everything will be okay, I’m glad it’s David Tennant telling me this otherwise I wouldn’t believe it This video will be my strength for the upcoming years so I thought I’d share for any other American or any fan really who needs some wise words
Immensely proud of him, thank you for the reminder. Everything is going to be okay.
I grew up with David as the Doctor, as a hero I saw all the time, doing what he thought was right and trying to help people. I’m sure as HELL not going to be silent over this. I am going to SCREAM and PROTEST until equality and love is where hate is.
You’ve gotten a job as a one-time character on Supernatural. Two of the leads are already mated and happy, but the bachelor of the trio goes into rut… and his fixation is you.
PAIRING: Alpha!Jared x Omega!Reader
WORD COUNT: ~3,500
WARNINGS: a/b/o dynamics, rpf, heat/rut, dominant/submissive themes, scent marking, oral sex (male and female), rough sex, knotting, multiple orgasms, slight breeding instinct, claiming, and fluff.
NOTE: I have never written A/B/O and RPF together. I also never write actor!readers because I hate fucking around with canon, but this is my one exception. This was co-written with @crispychrissy and is originally based on her idea. Written for SPN Kink Bingo 2019 - Square: Scent Marking. Please heed the warnings and enjoy!
Please heed the warnings and enjoy!
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The ropes bite into the tender skin of your wrists. Droplets of sweat slide down your back under the thin tee shirt you’re wearing. Sam Winchester once again crowds into your space, bringing his dangerously enticing scent with him. Trying to make it subtle, you press your thighs together and try to focus.
“I asked you a question!” Sam roars, pressing a knife to your throat. “Who’s been organizing the demons?” His upper lip twitches and he takes in a small breath through his nose, making his pupils dilate.
You smirk defiantly. “Go screw yourself, Winchester.”
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Working for the prominent lawyer, Sam Winchester, is the best thing to ever happen to you… or so you think. He’s smart, hardworking, and does his best for the people around him. He takes a firm interest in you, almost immediately seeing you as much more than just a lawyer-in-training, which quickly spirals into an after-hours life of trust, loyalty, and desire.
PAIRING: Sam Winchester x Reader
WORD COUNT: ~1500
WARNINGS: virgin!reader (eventual loss of virginity), smut, light BDSM lifestyle, fluff, eventual discussions of non-con and resulting mental health problems, heavy angst.
NOTE: I attempt to depict light BDSM in a healthier, non-abusive, and realistic context based on my own beliefs and experiences. Heed all warnings and pause reading if you feel uncomfortable - check the list of warnings provided below if you wish.
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Two weeks later, Sam made a proposal.
The two of you had been having sex every few days, and Sam had shown you more than you could ever dream of. He took you on your back, from behind, in the shower, and once he even lifted you up on the kitchen island and fucked you right there. Now, you were finally comfortable to the point where he thought you were ready to take it a step further.
He came to you on your lunch break with a sandwich from the cafeteria and a cup of coffee. You were alone, since Jamie had the day off and there was nobody else in the office.
“I was thinkin’ we could move on from just sex,” he said once you’d taken a sip of your coffee. “Take things into the Playroom.”
I loved the normal first date and Sam was so sweet!
