play ball, tiger?

hiddlespeare: Dean O’Gorman as Liam in The Cult aka the...

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 11:49:07 +0900

Dean O’Gorman as Liam in The Cult

aka the sassiest captive ever seen.

effywinchester: FINALLY I dunno if anyone’s uploaded the whole...

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 09:50:51 +0900

FINALLY

I dunno if anyone’s uploaded the whole thing yet but I recorded the live sneak peak of The Hobbit so here ya go.
It didn’t really go as planned but oh well.
I’m sorry there’s a huge ass watermark, I didn’t realize it would be there until after it already recorded.
And it looks like shit quality once I uploaded it. Watching the actual file it looks WAY better, so I’m uploading the file to dropbox so people can download it if they want to watch it in better quality?
And the first few seconds got cut off, but it was just the trailer or footage from the first movie, so you’re not missing anything there.
And there was a few seconds where my internet froze (towards the end, when Evangeline Lily was talking), and I freaked out and fucked it up so a few seconds got cut out.
Other than, I think it’s ok!
Enjoy!

deeeeeeeeeedollopheadaaaaaaaaaan: wankchestre: supernatural...

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 05:26:30 +0900

deeeeeeeeeedollopheadaaaaaaaaaan:

wankchestre:

supernatural harlem shake!

omfg

gauna-03: redfar: <3 YES YES YEEEEES~!

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 05:11:52 +0900

gauna-03:

redfar:

<3

YES YES YEEEEES~!

polargrizz47: mamahub: gauna-03: redfar: morning… Good...

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 04:45:34 +0900

polargrizz47:

mamahub:

gauna-03:

redfar:

morning…

Good morning my lovely boys.

This is too amazing.

Photo

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 04:38:59 +0900

Photo

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 04:34:03 +0900

When you meet someone equally as weird as you

Sat, 09 Mar 2013 21:24:36 +0900

totally-relatable:

Sat, 09 Mar 2013 21:21:02 +0900

Photo

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 16:43:25 +0900

i love them TT

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 06:00:07 +0900

i love them TT

i-learned-it-from-the-pizzaman: lokis-army-at-221b: alright...

Mon, 18 Feb 2013 23:37:16 +0900

i-learned-it-from-the-pizzaman:

lokis-army-at-221b:

alright guys, who leaked scenes from the end of season 8?

opheliawithashotgun: T. S. Eliot - Preludes (read by Richard...

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 20:43:36 +0900

opheliawithashotgun:

T. S. Eliot - Preludes (read by Richard Armitage)

I
The winter evening settles down
With smells of steaks in passageways.
Six o’clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
And then the lighting of the lamps.

II
The morning comes to consciousness
Of faint stale smells of beer
From the sawdust-trampled street
With all its muddy feet that press
To early coffee-stands.
With other masquerades
That time resumes,
One thinks of all the hands
That are raising dingy shades
In a thousand furnished rooms.

III
You tossed a blanket from the bed,
You lay upon your back, and waited;
You dozed, and watched the night revealing
The thousand sordid images
Of which your soul was constituted;
They flickered against the ceiling.
And when all the world came back
And the light crept up between the shutters
And you heard the sparrows in the gutters,
You had such vision of the street
As the street hardly understands;
Sitting along the bed’s edge, where
You curled the papers from your hair,
Or clasped the yellow soles of feet
In the palms of both soiled hands.

IV
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspaper, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.

I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.

Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.

sir-monicat: cupcakebowties: #du du dudududu dudududu dudududu...

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 20:35:23 +0900

sir-monicat:

cupcakebowties:

#du du dudududu dudududu dudududu dudududu dudududu#NAAAAA NAAAAAAA NA NA NA NAAAAAAAA NA NA NAAAAAAAAA #dudududu dudududu dudududu #NAAAAA NAAAAAA NA NA NA NAAAAAAAA NANANAAAAAAAAA #du du dudududu dudududu dudududu dudududu dudududu dudududu DUDU DU DU DU #NAAAA NAAAAAA NA NA NAAAA NA NA NA NA

alejandranaghavi: fhfdhghtfgjdf i can’t.

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 07:30:59 +0900

alejandranaghavi:

fhfdhghtfgjdf i can’t.

pancakesandplaid: beingevil: modern au; in an alternate...

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 07:30:16 +0900

pancakesandplaid:

beingevil:

modern au; in an alternate world, bilbo baggins and thorin oakenshield reunite after the events of the hobbit.

~ for pancakes ~

One day you’ll meet a stranger
And all the noise is silenced in the room
You’ll feel that you’re close to some mystery

- Sting*, Until

Bilbo Baggins has always known that (unprepossessing appearance aside), nothing about him is truly ordinary, starting from the vivid dreams that he feels he will never be free of.

He dreams of the clash of steel, of caverns of gleaming treasure deep beneath the earth. Of whispering, shadowed woods; and bright faces that seem not altogether human. Of a city hidden in the heart of a valley, of the wind on his upturned face in a time when the world was young.

He finds himself humming snatches of songs he has never heard, but which he nevertheless knows in his bones. He has always been fond of fireplaces, and more so of falling asleep with one close by.

Old parchment beneath his fingers, when he has occasion to touch it, feels like the touch of an old friend. He prefers to write with a quill, a curious affectation to those who know him, but he has never been able to explain that it feels at home in his hands as the earth does beneath his bare feet.

He does not fear spiders, but he has never liked them.

He has always sought a quiet life, wanting to cause as few ripples as possible in the wide seas of the world. Those dreams crumble the day he meets the only stranger in his life who has never felt like a stranger, and they turn to ash on the wind the moment he realises that his dreams were never dreams, but memories.

And that he is not alone.

pancakes’ tags: # Modern AU # The Hobbit # Bilbo Baggins # ThorinOakenshield # lol burgular # burgular # epic spelling # bilbo should be like WHERE IS YOUR BEARD THO

*magical serendipity, singer shares name with Bilbo’s blade.

timey-wimey-hedgehog: #WARM SATAN #SOFT SATAN #LITTLE BALL...

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 02:02:52 +0900

timey-wimey-hedgehog:

#WARM SATAN #SOFT SATAN #LITTLE BALL OF EVIL

chiarashipseveryone: “May the force be with you, Bilbo...

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 11:27:55 +0900

chiarashipseveryone:

“May the force be with you, Bilbo Baggins”

kili means cute :3 (warning : pedophillia) and...

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 06:12:18 +0900

kili means cute :3

(warning : pedophillia)

and more. omg I’m going to hell…

incomplete 8ㅁ8

Thu, 07 Feb 2013 02:17:35 +0900

incomplete 8ㅁ8