I'M SO FUCKING READY

i’m still baffled by the producers’ decision to hire an actress who is white, pro-trump, anti gun control, AND CAN’T EVEN SPEAK SPANISH to play the character of Olivia: a Spanish-speaking Latina whose parents were deported and is the victim of gun violence. My mind really just cannot process this.

The fact that this photo of Michelle is in Peter’s cell phone, lights up my spideychelle heart.

richie, on stage: I took eddie to the red carpet for my netflix special the other day. now like we both hate pda but we’re clearly fucking together, you know? anyway, some tabloid the next day was like ‘comedian richie tozier attends red carpet event with “””””close friend”””””. he went the fuck OFF. he tweeted ‘literally sucking his dick but go off I guess’. I thought that was the end of it but I had an interview the next day, right, and the guy shows me the tweet and says ‘so what does this mean?’ I’m just like ???? I looked him dead in the eye and said ‘he sucked my dick’. straight people exhaust me

they’re girlfriends

I 'VEALWAYS KNOWN THEY SWITCH POSITIONS!!!!!

After they got married, Sherlock randomly starts introducing John and/or himself with a double name, despite the fact that they both decided to just keep their names as they are. John, obviously, doesn’t say anything against it, in fact he loves the little proud face that Sherlock makes each time he gets to introduce himself as “Sherlock Watson-Holmes”, but - and it takes John a little while to notice it - at times Sherlock exchanges the two last names and makes it a “Holmes-Watson”.

At first John can’t quite make sense of these very randomly occuring changes, nor can he place the almost gleeful smirk accompanying Sherlock’s name being mentioned first other than as Sherlock’s usual, occasional hubris.

That is, until the realisation what the decisive factor is hits John unexpectedly at their next crime scene, and he pulls Sherlock aside, not sure if he should rather be angry or burst out in a giggle fit.

“Sherlock, you cock, stop doing that!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking-”

“Don’t you even try. Just… stop switching the names.”

“John, as you might remember, we didn’t agree on having a shared name, so neither of these two options is exactly false-”

But John cuts him off by pulling him dangerously close, which makes Sherlock startle for a moment, and drops his voice as he continues:

“But I, for my part, do not want the entire Yard to eventually figure out that it’s code for ‘who of us topped last night’, so I suggest you drop it or I’ll make sure there won’t be a Mr Holmes-Watson for a very long time.”

On Battlegrounds, the first and the last.

me, on the streets of queens at 4 in the fucking morning: SPIDER MAN IF YOU’RE HEARING THIS I LOVE YOU

Houve um estrondo. Foi como um tiro, e em um segundo tudo se tornou mais lento. Aquelas palavras ecoaram em meu cérebro milhões de vezes. Desisto, desisto, desisto. Os móveis se movimentaram ao meu redor, deixando tudo um pouco mais confuso. Fiquei meio tonta, nauseada e o ar começou a faltar, quase não o sentia em meus pulmões. Não pude mais me sustentar, então escutei o peso do meu corpo caindo sobre o chão. Me debrucei em minhas próprias lágrimas, arrastando-me para o canto do quarto. Me senti suja e fraca, tão fraca. De repente tudo parou. Os móveis voltaram ao lugar; o ar tornou à circular; e o que era escuro tomou um pouco de luz. Minha visão ainda não tinha voltado à total nitidez, mas pude ver alguém em minha frente. A pessoa estava de costas, e em leves passos caminhou em direção à janela do quarto. Só quando então ela virou é que pude reconhecer. Me reconhecer. Pude ver o quanto eu estava destruída e sem vida. E quando finalmente fui em direção ao meu Eu, já era tarde demais. Nossos olhos se encontraram e só houve um sussurro saindo de nossas bocas “não me deixa cair”. E ela caiu. Eu caí. Foi então que eu morri. Hoje morri dentro de mim.

this is so funny wtf, r*ylo's are triggered because he has enough back bone to respond to racist and rude ass attacks, stan john boyega for clear skin, this man has r*ylo's shaking lmao

Listen. We can take the piss out of J*hn B*yega here where it’s safe. But PLEASE do not engage with his posts on twitter or Instagram because he WILL attempt to target you next. Please just block and avoid. Keep yourself safe. People have already been deactivating because they’ve received so much harassment from his latest post.