April 2012
everyone i'm following: wow 5 more followers until my next thousand
me: wow 5 more followers until my next ten
Joss Whedon: Hey! You guys wanna write a book together?
J. K. Rowling: Sure.
Suzanne Collins: Why not?
Shakespeare: If it is to be of a tragical nature, then I doth not protest!
Beginning of the book: Unimportant characters die.
Middle of the book: Favorite characters died.
End of the book: Everyone is dead.
George R.R. Martin: They didn't suffer enough.
Everyone Else: BUT WE DID.
xvxavier:
If you’re a “nice guy” to a girl up until you realize she doesn’t want to date you, then go on about how she’s a cold shrew that friendzoned you and how no girls date nice guys, like, nah mate, girls do date nice guys. You just aren’t a nice guy. You’re a passive aggressive beta with internalized misogyny and a serious victim complex.
“When I was a little girl I had an imaginary friend, and when I grew up, he came...”
– Amy Pond - Doctor Who (via stu-p3fy)
Oh my Lord, this is BRILLIANT!
Martin: ARE YOU READY KIDS?
Me: AYE AYE WATSON!
Martin: I CAN'T HEARRRR YOUUUU
Me: AYE AYE WATSON!!
Martin: OHHHHHHHHH--
Benedict:
Martin: WHO LIVES IN A FLAT CALLED 221B
Me: BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH
Martin: WHOSE GLORIOUS CHEEKBONES ENDEAR HIM TO ME
Me: BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH
Martin: WHOSE WHACKY DEDUCTIONS BE SOMETHING HE MAKES
Me: BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH
Martin: THEN DROP OFF THE ROOF AND GET MYCROFT HIS CAKE
Me: BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH
Martin: BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH
Me: BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH
Me: BENEDICCCCCCT CUMMMMBERBAAAAAAAAAAATCH!
Friend:
Me: And then we'd go out for texting and scones and I'd get to wear Sherlock's coat.
Friend: You have issues.
