when you surprise a bitch in spanish
Scotland, books, Shingeki no Kyojin, Supernatural, Ylvis, B'z (emphasis on B'z), music, the Avengers, Doctor Who, BBC Sherlock, Asa Butterfield, David Tennant, Benedict Cumberbatch, Luke Windsor, and Tom Hiddleston fill my heart with meaning and reason. And of course, love.
when your friend curses in front of your parents
dip n’ dots will make my panties drop
This was how you did it in 1995, guys.
What do you mean did?
If you’re going to get into an argument with me & you call me “hun” I will slit your knee caps & ship you to Antarctica
Telling your son not to “be such a girl” lets his sister who overhears the conversation know that being a girl is not a good thing and she should be sorry and ashamed of herself.
It also reminds your son that being a boy is better than being a girl and therefore he is better than any girl he will ever meet.
When someone starts to ship a couple because of you
every time i see this, my heart fills with joy
Every time I see this, I worry that it’s a warning message from hungry crayons out to take over the world.
both are good
Reblog if you want anonymous questions.
two vampire friends lying on the floor getting drunk and describing eachother because they can’t use mirrors don’t even try to tell me that isn’t adorable
for the first time in my life ive found something i may like about vampires
Coriolanus - The aftermath!
I’ve just read back on what I posted yesterday and want to apologise for the spelling - it was done on my ipad and I haven’t slept in….god knows!
I’m still incredibly angry with the way he was treated and the fact that the rude, aggressive people seem to be rewarded. Myself and several others were stood back, waiting patiently and not screaming/constantly snapping photos/getting in his space and we got nothing. Not even close. This seems to be a common occurrence and it needs to be stopped.
There were people here who are seen at EVERY event - not just ones Tom attends, but every play, every premier etc. They have hundreds of Photos and autographs. Good for them, but it’s at the cost of polite, patient, respectful people who wouldn’t treat the stars like that.
I was laughed at at the Thor 2 premier because instead of screaming TOM! TOM! TOM! All the time, I was waiting until he had finished an interview and called out ‘Mr. Hiddleston!’ Yeah, I’m a dork.
Some of the people there were boasting about how many times they’d seen Coriolanus (there have been 3 performances so far. They had seen 3 performances so far) again, good for them, but again they were ruining for everyone else.
I’m sure you’ve all heard of the now famous shower scene. To elaborate without ruining everything, there is nothing remotely sexual about it, it is used to show the agony Corio is in. I found it incredibly sad. Later (as I’m sure you’ve all heard) Mr. H is in a thin robe. Some girls were literally RUNNING in the standing area as they had worked out where the best place to stand was for the lighting to make it see through. Seriously. If this was a comedy or risque, maybe that’d be fine, but every actor in that play is working their arse off. I did stupid things to get those tickets and couldn’t enjoy it because they were giggling, whispering and running around like children. I was worried about theatre etiquette as I have never been to see a show in a proper theatre before, so was quiet and tried to keep out of the way. I was embarrassed to be seen with them, and their selfish need to move about to get the best spots because they knew where people would be entering or leaving from having seen it twice already. They also ruined parts of the play by talking about scenes and just generally acting like over indulged, sugar hyped children.
So after HOURS in the cold, I couldn’t really enjoy it. And MY GOD I wanted to. I am hoping to go back when they’re not there, but they seem to be coming every damn night! I get that people are enthused about the play/Tom, but think of everyone else in that theatre. We paid £7.50 for standing, some people paid £30+ for their seats and had to deal with people rushing around behind them, whispering and being silly.
As for the actual play, I am still in complete speechless awe of what they have achieved. There is no weak link in this play to my mind. The set worked, lighting worked, there were some clever uses of props (though I don’t think that’s the right word as mud doesn’t really count as a prop?!?)
I have not read it previously, but had an idea of what the story line involved, but…just wow. Beg, steal or kill for tickets as a certain Mr. H is beyond what anyone could have expected, and not just us squealing fan girls. The man is insanely talented, breaking my heart, inciting anger, riling us all up and making us fall in love with his flaws. Several times I found myself mimicking his body language by standing up taller and bringing my shoulders back (lol) and the passion he so evidently has for it is plain to see. You will love him, want to strangle him, comfort him, slap him, tend to his wounds and then knock some sense into him.
The costumes worked. I am a Vegan. I LOATHE leather, but I’m not going to lie…Tom. Leather gloves and gauntlets. I have no words. I fell in love with Coriolanus’ hands, his gestures and articulation of birds that seemed trapped in the same cage as the prowling tiger of his body. And finally into a dragon, a thing of fire at the end. There is NO WAY I can not see this again. It is unreal.
So in conclusion; Coriolanus is FAR, FAR more than a shower scene and tight leather. x