Evidence against the argument that Superman’s disguise wouldn’t fool anyone:

adventurecomics:

  • Dolly Parton once lost a Dolly Parton look alike contest to a fucking drag queen.
  • Charlie Chaplin once failed to even place at a Charlie Chaplin impersonator contest.
  • Hugh Jackman went to comic con as Wolverine, only 2 people noticed him and one told him he was too tall.
  • Christopher Reeve use to go to a restaurant in costume when filming Superman. When he went in the Superman costume he was mobbed by people all the time. When he went in the Clark Kent costume no one realized he was Christopher Reeve.

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brainstatic:

Ben Carson is such a great example of how the concept of raw intelligence doesn’t exist, and that people can have wildly varying types of intelligence. This man is the best brain surgeon in America. Possibly the world. He invented a new way to treat seizures. He separated conjoined twins in a surgery that everyone else said was impossible. And he thinks going to prison makes you gay. He thinks the pyramids were grain silos built by the biblical Joseph.

So maybe you suck at something because in one area you’re Ben Carson The Politician but in another area you might be Ben Carson The Neurosurgeon.

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shakespeareandpunk:

I just had the most invigorating conversation during the break in my class when all the dudes left the room and it became just a round table of women talking about ernest hemingway

“im so tired of being compared to the SEA”

“do you ever think his creative process was just whipping out his dick and sadly slapping it against a typewriter”

“hemingway: alcoholism and penis anxiety”

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turnonmyheels:

booksandcatslover:

hallotom:

peskipixi:

theinturnetexplorer:

it gets me every time

I’ve got something in both eyes

I scrolled past this twice last night, only read it now. I’m crying over here.

read all, do it please
and keep tissue at hand

every time I come across this it makes me cry 

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beyoursledgehammer:

wintergaydar:

Not over the fact that Melissa Rosenberg, who wrote Jessica Jones, was the screenwriter for all the Twilight movies. Killgrave is the deconstruction and brutal condemnation of characters like Edward Cullen: powerful men with a dark past who fixate on the heroine, deeming her exceptional, stalking and controlling her and calling it love – men who claim to know the heroine, know what’s good for her, better than she knows herself. 

Guess we know what she really thought of Edward now, ha. 

THIS IS MAGICAL

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amusewithaview:

bydaybreak:

oh my god ok, you guys, so @blackdogrunning​ and i were talking about rpf and crackfic, and something amazing has occurred to us, which is this:

even before team leverage was team leverage, they were all (save nate) pretty well known, in certain parts of the population, for doing what they do. but you know what happens with any group of well-known people?

THAT IS CORRECT, FRIENDS, IT IS FANDOM. consider the way that mattingly says, ‘wait, the parker?’ and his face is like holy shit this is all my guilty spank bank fantasies come to life. somewhere in the leverage universe, in some weird corner of the internet (lbr prob on ao3) there lives rpf crime fandom. it pops up every yuletide and normal people who aren’t criminals are never sure if it’s, like, rpf, or if there was an unaired pilot for something that didn’t get picked up, or what, but there it is, every year!

so starting even before team leverage gets together, we’ve got, like:

  • infinite fic about sophie’s backstory, none of which is anywhere close to the truth, all of which she reads, some of which she uses to create new personas, none of which she will ever admit to
  • (it’s still kinda flattering tho)
  • there’s a part of fandom that’s convinced that she’s the descendant of the grand duchess anastasia and the government is after her, and that’s *very* flattering, even though it’s obviously ridiculous
  • there’s another theory going around that she’s actually twins, or triplets, because surely no single person could–
  • shippy fic about hardison and cha0s. and hardison KNEW THAT WOULD HAPPEN because he knows how the internet works, ok, and it makes him kinda crazy because that dude is the WORST and he would never do THAT, and certainly not in the weirdly domestic way that some of these fics suggest

Keep reading

# LEVERAGE # ELIOT SPENCER # ALEC HARDISON # PARKER # SOPHIE DEVEREAUX # LIKE I’M NOT EVEN SORRY ABOUT THIS # WE’VE BEEN TALKING ABOUT IT FOR LIKE THREE HOURS # AND WE’RE STILL FUCKING GOING # APPARENTLY WE’RE GOING TO DIE IN THIS UTTERLY RIDICULOUS BIN # SO I HOPE THAT EVERYONE IS COOL WITH ME REBLOGGING MY OWN SHIT SO I CAN ADD TO IT # BECAUSE THIS IS ENDLESSLY HILARIOUS TO ME # LIKE ENDLESSLY # E N D L E S S L Y # THINK OF THE SWEET SUMMER CHILDREN WHO READ THE YULETIDE FIC AND WERE LIKE WOW THAT WAS GREAT # AND THEN SUDDENLY ARE NECK DEEP IN WEIRD CRIME FANDOM # AND THEIR ONGOING FRUSTRATION THAT THEY CAN’T FIND THE SOURCE ANYWHERE # LIKE WHAT # IS IT REGION LOCKED # IS IT ONLY AVAILABLE ON VHS IN CZECH # WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE # SORRY THAT I’M BASICALLY THE WORST Y'ALL - @bydaybreak

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Doing a test

habaeuscorpus:

Reblog this if you would buy a book with an LGBTQ main character, whose sexuality was not the primary focus of the novel

If you would not, reblog this.

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knitmeapony:

boazpriestly:

brusewillis:

Do you have a shorter name?

#when action movie heroes look at the badass leading ladies with heart eyes#this is my aesthetic

This was the beginning for me

This was the first time I realized I had an aesthetic, before I knew what the word meant.

Beautiful, brightly-colored futures no matter how dystopian the government.  Art and culture and music and fashion and joy as a sub plot, with aliens that are eight flavors of weird but recognizably human, with the same kind of love and dedication and all new kinds of beauty to discover.  

Technology that is both breathtakingly futuristic and endlessly recognizable, that fails in a recognizable way.  Bureaucracy without Kafka. 

Angry action heroes who claim to have no fucks and no skills, secretly filled with care and kindness and ambition and cleverness and talent, who break out of their stock-still inertia to help a beautiful stranger save the world.

A gorgeous woman, surprisingly less sexualized than you’d think for all the nudity, smarter and kinder and faster and gentler and better than everyone else in the movie.

The pinnacle of masculinity being a fast-talking black man who covers himself in elaborate hairstyles and beautiful flowers and extreme outfits, clearly cultured and an unquestionable good-guy despite all the queer coding, someone who loves his job and dedicates himself to it entirely, who has friends and who doesn’t put on a fake persona on the air.

The funny bits are funny, not gallows humor but delightful giggly silly funny and quotable, endlessly, in contexts that are not at all grim. And the dramatic bits are glorious.  And the good guys win.

This is why I loved Jupiter Ascending.  This is why I adore Pacific Rim.  This is why I stan for comic books that’ve forgotten about Watchmen.  This is the definition of formatlive, y’all.  If you don’t understand this movie, you don’t understand me.

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amusewithaview:

gotfanfiction:

empressnacho:

eryuko:

spookymileskane:

au where everyone is born with a very unique tattoo on their ankle, nobody else in the world has that tattoo.

every time you fall in love with someone, their tattoo appears somewhere else on your body. (not necessarily soulmates, just who you fall in love with.)

imagine people who fall in love easily having their bodies completely covered in tattoos.

aromantics who only have their own ankle tattoo on their body.

people who have love affairs having to cover up the other secret tattoo from their spouse/partner.

a new tattoo appearing on a celebrity’s body in new photos and a very lucky fan (who had recently met the celebrity) realizing that it’s their tattoo.

elderly ladies sitting around tables in nursing homes telling the story behind each of their tattoos.

kindergartners who giggle as they look at their own ankle tattoos together and dream about the future tattoos they’ll have when they’re all grown up.

people trying their best to deface tattoos of ex-lovers who broke their hearts, but they can never go away.

just think about this, guys.

ok but when u realize you have your partners tattoo and yours never shows up on them

THAT LAST ONE IS NOT NICE

@amusewithaview hurt me please

Why do you want me to do sad things?  WHY?  Also, I dislike that these marks are just for romantic love.  Why can’t you have one on each ankle, one for romance and one for platonic love?

- Imagine aromantics who one day see their romantic mark on someone, pulling them aside and explaining that they’ll never reciprocate that way.  Imagine them becoming friends and the joy they both feel when the romantic mark slowly becomes platonic.

- Imagine a child learning about marks in school and going home to ask to see their platonic marks on their parents.  Except only one parent has a mark…

- Imagine obsessive love, dangerous love, making the mark on a person’s skin twist a little, go jagged and smeared.

- Imagine moments of intense love making the mark glow.

- Imagine a couple where one person suddenly develops a new mark they won’t discuss, making the other confused and suspicious… until they reveal that they’re pregnant.

- Imagine that reincarnation exists, and that’s the only way a mark can be duplicated perfectly.  People looking at paintings and sculptures and wondering if someday an archeologist will discover a depiction of their mark.

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