Running gag in Ultimate Spider-Man and any scene set in a police department! 

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    Sometimes #BlackTwitter gets it right, and other times Black twitter gets it really right

    I was down for Pharrell, but he is in sore need of a thorough dragging to rid him of his White-gaze thirst and tacit respectability politics BS. I mean, what’s next, an “Accidental Racist” duet with LL?

    Honorable mention to @LouMinoti:


    Pharrell needs to come out and clarify this shit before everyone forgets him….Money corrupts some, for real……

    Pharrell is a dummy for this shit.

    Kill Shot = “if you can’t beat em, serve em”

    where is the Tyra gif. “We were rooting for you! We were all rooting for you!”

    Of all those at the high table, only Sansa Stark was not smiling. He could have loved her for that, but if truth be told the Stark girl’s eyes were far away, as if she had not even seen the ludicrous riders loping toward her.

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    Nearly all the costumes of the ladies of Game of Thrones

    The “Everybody is done with everybody” Wedding

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    When people in movies run directly away from the train / boulder / truck / etc instead of just like, taking two steps to the side of it

    OH NO A GIGANTIC TREE FALLING OVER *runs away directly along its length*


    Bucky knows what’s up

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    Once upon a time

    It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

    It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

    It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

    It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

    It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

    It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via kelseygilbert)

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    He had not been dead when she left the throne room. He had been on his knees, though, clawing at his throat, tearing at his own skin as he fought to breathe. The sight of it had been too terrible to watch, and she had turned and fled, sobbing. Lady Tanda had been…

    They don’t know nothing about black pearls, I will show them. Why the world sleeping on black girls? I don’t know man.
    Andre 3000 (via chocolatehighhh)