youraveragebadass:

How Ironman 3 Should have ended

It’d be a bloody mess

gameoflaughs:

tonybannersoundsgreat:

forsciencejohn:

lokis-army-at-221b:

cassjaytuck:

what if there was a book that splattered blood at you every time a character died

reading The Hunger Games would be a huge fucking mess

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Oh you sweet summer child

clubbedsoda:

TUMBLR GIVEAWAY!!!!
all my responsibilities
take them

unfriendlyblackandhot:

look im not saying that kissing bucky would have restored all his memories im just saying steve could have at least tried 

Make me choose: Tranduill asked: Jay Gatsby or Billy Costigan

# a c t i n g

killbenedictcumberbatch:

Laverne Cox and Lupita N’yongo literally have inspired so many trans women and black women and have done so much to encourage them and meanwhile they are less influential than an ugly oatmeal reptilian alien and a manchild who wrote a scene where two pretentious terminally ill teenagers make out at the Anne Frank Memorial

the reaction has begun

blunt-emily:

Amy Adams: The cinematic chameleon

Amy and I properly got to know each other in Albuquerque, N.M., while we were shooting Sunshine Cleaning. One night I was driving us home from a Mexican restaurant. I had just told her I was a great driver. Then, as we were leaving, I put the car in drive — rather than reverse — and drove us into a tree. It was a tap, not a cataclysmic crash. But to Amy, stuff like that is heaven. She just burst out laughing. That’s what I love most about Amy — she’s silly and funny and dirty. And she’s incredibly honest. She’s self-admittedly terrible at small talk and hiding her feelings, which I really admire in an industry full of gush. She’s also spooky-good at her job. There’s a certain mystique about Amy that helps the audience go with her on this chameleon of a career, from Enchanted to The Fighter to American Hustle. And I don’t think she’s discovered her full bag of tricks even yet. - Emily Blunt

crying forever

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