Whenever I come across people who say that Gimli/Legolas is a weird pairing because Gimli isn’t cute, I have a mental image of Legolas as Fleur Delacour telling them off. “I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk!”
In which the Sheriff and Derek have to pretend to date at the next North American Werewolf Symposium, and Stiles is going to loSE HIS MIND. [ prompt ]
Scott: It could be worse.
Stiles: How. How, Scott, could this be worse?
Scott: They’re not sharing one milkshake?
For all my kitchen witches.
This is all super important to know even if you don’t cook/bake, because one time I confused teaspoon and tablespoon when taking medication with codeine and passed out on the couch for 14 hours.
This is amazing.
Ally A. Moved Away: Lydia goes to visit Allison in France after junior year of high school, where her best friend is busy implementing her new code. She’s never too busy for Lydia though.
Maggie Smith’s Oscar Picks.
Serena on “SNL”.
rifa:Kaldrick X The Lawyer
i need this in my life what is it
WHAT IS THIS I WANT IT THEY ARE SO BEAUTIFUL
I think from the tags it’s LA Complex
Reblogging because of those tags!
What if we’re in the farthest reaches of space
What if, literally everywhere else that’s so far away we can’t even detect it, it’s kind of crowded and planets are right up next to each other all the time, clearly visible in every sky, and our entire area of the universe is considered the very edge of nothingness, and that’s why no one comes over here because we are by definition the middle of nowhere
WORTH SEEING: Kacy Catanzaro becomes the first woman to make it to Mt. Midoriyama. She’s amazing.
American Ninja Warrior is kinda silly, but this is incredibly badass, and the incredulous but supportive background bros in the brightly colored shirts are hilarious.
Zoe and Wash, while deeply forever ridiculously in love, are not drift compatible.
Zoe and Mal are drift compatible.
Kaylee and Wash are drift compatible, and they have the best piloted, sweetest running jaeger ever been seen in the ‘verse - the best piloted, sweetest running jaeger ever to run away from a kaiju.
(also, the sudden thought of River Tam in a jaeger is rutting terrifying)
She hung from the ceiling, a perfect, motionless sculpture of a girl in the process of becoming a fruitbat. Simon glanced up at her periodically, both checking that she was still present, and reassuring himself that the grind of the machines overhead would keep her from hearing what he had to say. It wasn’t that he was keeping secrets from her; River knew everything about her condition, sometimes more than he did. It was that she didn’t like being talked about, and he respected that.
"They weren’t trying to unlock psychic powers or anything like that, no matter what the rumors say," he said, his voice shaking slightly. Kaylee shifted her weight from foot to foot, disturbed by that tremor in his words. Simon Tam was the best K-scientist she’d ever worked with. For him to sound scared…
"Those people, those monsters…" Simon paused to take a deep breath, relaxing a little at the taste of oil on his tongue. Enough time spent with Kaylee had turned grime into perfume. "They were trying to set up a neural bridge inside a single mind. They wanted to do away with the need for drift compatibility, and privatize the Pilots. Imagine being able to market Jaegers for domestic and commercial use, because you only needed one Pilot, and that Pilot was so doped and dependent that they could never leave you."
"That’s horrific," whispered Kaylee. "They…they messed up her brain tryin’ to do something as can’t be done?"
"Oh, it can be done," said Simon grimly. "They succeeded.
"My sister is in constant Drift with herself."
YOU GET ME THE BEST PRESENTS <333
I hate that moment between “I will write fic to amuse a person” and that person responding because WHAT IF I WROTE IT WRONG.
It’s 1:30am and I sent out 8 emails today basically asking for a job-related favor from a bunch of friends and acquaintances (the combination of “email” and “asking people to help me with stuff” would definitely feature prominently in my own personal version of hell) and now I’m eating vegetarian mini corn dogs and an obscene number of brussels sprouts and also drinking iced coffee while binging on Inception fanfic
Ever since I saw Cap 2 I have developed this terrible problem where whenever people monologue at me and/or say dumb shit, I just hear Sam Wilson saying:
and it takes a whole lot of willpower to keep myself from saying it out loud.