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away til 8th August with no internet probably :[
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sighs

sebastian stan, richard armitage, lee pace, dean o'gorman, the list goes ever on and on

favourite things

tolkien, marvel, a:tla, breaking bad, hp

is sad over

dead dwarves, nbc kings, avatar again oh no
currently

waiting for

the battle of the five armies to rip my heart of my chest in

watching

  • Legend of Korra B3 (spoilers tagged)
  • Game of Thrones S2
  • Once Upon A Time S1
  • Teen Wolf S3
  • Pushing Daisies S1
  • reading

  • the silmarillion
  • captain america: somewhere??
  • MRS

    Natalie Dormer attends the “W.E.” premiere at the Palazzo Del Cinema during the 68th Venice Film Festival on September 1, 2011

    i never thought i’d die fighting side by side with an elf.

    dangerhamster:

    JACK HARKNESS MEETING BUCKY AND STEVE IN THE 1940s AND FLIRTING FURIOUSLY WITH BOTH OF THEM

    JACK HARKNESS SEEING THEM AGAIN IN THE 21ST CENTURY AND THEY’RE ALL EQUALLY CONFUSED AS EACH OTHER

    avelera:

    I am now convinced that no modern AU Thorin is complete without an embarrassing 80s punk phase that he vehemently denies ever existed and you’ll never know for certain will you because all the photos were burned

    until Fili and Kili unearth an old photo album at Dwalin’s and see the two of them, complete with Dwalin’s mohawk and Thorin’s guyliner and leather trousers, lounging against a wall like they’re the coolest 16 year olds in school

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    tonyshalube:

    bucky catching a bad cold and steve waiting on him hand and foot and rushing to his side every time he hears a weak, “steeb”

    ffractal:

    sxrreal:

    When I say “please don’t take a picture of me” it’s not because I’m being bitchy and stubborn, it’s because if I see that picture I will seriously feel so bad about myself and think I am the ugliest thing on earth and sink a little deeper into self consciousness and hatred.

    thank you

    and before anyone says anything about selfies- those are controlled photos. 

    Anonymous said:
    how do you and mr-boggins know eachother

    unironically--enthusiastic:

    {The ski lodge is alive with excitement as the inhabitants enjoy the festivities. unironically—enthusiatic sits peacefully on a sofa reading as Mother approaches.}

    Mother: unironically—enthusiastic it’s New Years Eve. Enough reading.
    unironically—enthusiastic: Oh but, Mom, I’m almost done.
    Mother: The teen party? I’ve laid out your best clothes. Come get ready.
    unironically—enthusiastic: Can I have my book back?
    {Mother: hands the book to unironically—enthusiastic}
    unironically—enthusiastic:  Thank you.
    Mother: Come on.

    LODGE GYM

    {Mrs. Boggins enters the gym to find her son and husband busy shooting hoops.
    Coach Boggins: (bounces ball to mr-boggins) Keep working left, mr-boggins. Got a guard in the championship game we’re expectin’. You’ll torch ‘em!
    mr-boggins: By going left?
    Coach Boggins: Yeah. He looks middle, you take it downtown.
    mr-boggins: OK, like this?
    {goes left and nails the shot}
    Coach Boggins: Whoo! That’s it man. Sweet. I wanna see that in the game.
    Mrs. Boggins: Boys?
    mr-boggins: Oh you’ll see that in the game, don’t worry about me.
    Mrs. Boggins Did we really fly all this way to play more basketball?
    {mr-boggins and Coach Boggins look at each other for a moment}
    (both) Yeah.
    Mrs. Boggins It’s the last night of vacation. The party, remember?
    Coach Boggins: Right, the party. The party. New Years Eve.
    Mrs. Boggins: mr-boggins, they have a kids party downstairs in the Freestyle club.
    mr-boggins: Kid’s party?
    Mrs. Bolton: Young adults. Now go, shower up.
    {mr-boggins takes the ball from his father and bounces it once}
    mr-boggins:Come on, one more.
    {Mrs. Boggins sighs}
    mr-boggins: Last one.
    Coach Boggins: Real quick.
    {Mrs.Boggins relents}
    {As before, mr-boggins nails the shot}
    mr-boggins:There we go. That’s the way to end it.

    FREESTYLE CLUB YOUNG ADULTS PARTY

    {The party is in full swing as mr-boggins enters and casually makes his way through the crowd. unironically—enthusiastic also shly makes her way through the crowd as a partygoer tips his ridiculously large cowboy hat at her}

    Partygoer: Howdy, ma’am.
    {uniroincally—enthusiastic smiles timidly as she finds a unoccupied cushion and goes back to her book}
    Host: All right! How about that for a couple of snowboaders?
    {The audience cheers loudly}
    Host: Yeah! Who’s gonna rock the house next? Huh?
    {The host steps off the stage as two spotlights move around the crowd and eventually stop on mr-boggins and uniroincally—enthusiastic}
    Host: Ha-ha! Ho-Ho!
    {mr-boggins politely attempts to decline but the kids around him push him closer to the stage.}
    mr-boggins: I can’t sing. No, you go.
    {The host walks to where unironically—enthusiastic is sitting and takes her hand}
    Host: And you! Yeah, come on.
    {unironically—enthusiastic looks scared as she is led to the stage as mr-boggins tries in vain to escape}
    mr-boggins: Look I don’t sing. I can’t sing. No, guys…
    Partygoer: Get up there!
    {mr-boggins and unironically—enthusiastic reluctantly get up on the stage}
    Host: Hey you know what? Someday you guys might thank me for this.
    {Gives the mic to mr-boggins}
    Host: Or not.

    "Start Of Something New"

    {By the end of the song the crowd is cheering madly. mr-boggins and unironically—enthusiatic look into each other’s eyes as Troy raises his hand}

    mr-boggins: Annie.

    unironically—enthusiastic: Katie.

    {They shake hands.}

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