No, dammit. NO.
*Sad dying noise*
*whimper*
*incapable of coherent noise or thought*
*PRESSES FACE AGAINST YOUR WINDOW*
*THROWS SELF THROUGH GLASS*
*GRABS YOUR FACE*
*SCREAMS “TEEN WOLF IN TWO WEEKS”*
*CRAWLS BLOODY OUT OF YOUR HOUSE*
(via gaywolf)
that-sarah-is-such-a-cumberbitch:
“I wanted Harrison’s voice to have something slightly manufactured and odd, that sounded test-tube-made, where every word was sort of etched. I was keen to make his violence quick—not balletic, but purposeful. And his physique—he’s not Bane, he’s not this unsurpassable physical entity. He’s a warrior, a spearhead—someone who just carves his way through and doesn’t stop. There had to be emotion in the movement as well, and when he was at rest, it was more reptilian.”
Benedict Cumberbatch to vulture.com
“Reptilian”? Sounds like he’s taking cues from Andrew Scott’s Moriarty… ;-)
(via castiel-on-a-cloud)
*poof* ovaries gone.
I am relishing in that first one.
(via castiel-on-a-cloud)
scott and stiles AKA…
(via gaywolf)
Men Experiencing Labor Pains
With their wives supporting them.
HAHAHHAHAHA TOO GOOD
I bet a kick in the balls would feel real good right about then.
“Men can handle anything”
“Women exaggerate everything”
And then they realized just how wrong they were
I like how they just come in with Starbucks, whatever. Arriving 15 minutes late to your husbands’ simulated pregnancies with Starbucks. U GO
(via super-sailor-chibimoon)
[X] Source.
THOSE BOOTS. And wow that Roof terrace…. Something dreams are made of.
(via imadeyouuptohurtmyself)