misspumpkiin:

metaboo:

pepperedfarts:

livinglifeinseconds:

22 Year Old’s Short Film Gets Hollywood’s Attention

Lechowski’s film, titled R’ha, is a fully computer animated six-minute short that you won’t believe was made by just one student.

ONE .

This was animated by ONE student.

ONE STUDENT.

ONE.

1

UNO

YI GE XUE SHEN

Guys, if you havent already seen it you HAVE TO DO IT RIGHT NOW.

holy shit




makorralicious:

aradiastuck:

you will remember my name

why didn’t I think of this before omg

makorralicious:

aradiastuck:

you will remember my name

why didn’t I think of this before omg







music-under-the-mistletoe:

themeeg:

tin-pan-ali:

taking-the-tardis-to-asgard:

mymahoganymyrules:

maslab:

jykinturah:

nomiros:

takeshitakenji:

“Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader.”

Last line of the book : “Please, don’t close the book, I don’t want to die”

oh my god

I’d just like, keep the book open and tape it to a wall.

I’m almost afraid to want it.

John Green, we’re waiting.

“So I guess this is it, isn’t it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close and that was a while ago.”
I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. It wasn’t raining, but they were still floating up there, grey and dismal.
You begin to ask me something.“Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Things just feel really final right now, like the downward slope is starting to level out. Eventually… We’ll hit the back cover, right?”
I sat down on a bench- had that been there a few minutes ago? It was hard to tell.
“Did you say yes? I think I heard you. Your voice keeps getting harder to hear.”
Thunder rumbled, but… It wasn’t like the thunder I’m used to. It sounded like you, and it sounded sad. From one of the clouds, a single drop of rain fell on the grainy wood of the bench.
“… You’re crying, aren’t you? I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I wish I could change this. I wish I could reach where you are.”
Thunder rolled again, and behind it was a voice. Your voice.
“Me? I’ll be fine, I think. I don’t know if this has ever happened before. I don’t really know what happens when you… close the book.”
You ask me if I’m afraid.
And oddly, I’m not.
“No, actually. Because… Whatever happens to me when you close the cover… You can always open the book up again, right?” and that’s when the answer hits me, the realization jolting me to stand again. “That’s it, isn’t it? You can open it back up. The words won’t change, but I’ll still be here. You can meet me all over again, and I can meet you, and everything we have will come back.”
It’s raining now, and the clouds have merged together, and in them, for the first time… I see you. 
You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life.
You’re crying, but it’s quiet, and maybe that was the sound of your tears hitting paper.
I realize that we don’t have a lot of time.
“Listen- before it’s all over- I want you to know that everything, all of this… Even being over, it was worth it. It was worth it to meet you, to get to know you. Even if when you close that cover and I disappear- it was all worth it. I love you.”
You love me too, I know it, I can feel it, just like for a moment I can feel what it would be like to hold your hand.
There is a very long pause, and I realize you’re prolonging what has to happen.
“You can do it.”
For the first time, you have to be the hero. You have to close the book so we can keep going. And I believe in you.
The sky gets darker, slowly, but then it gets light again, and your face is still up in those clouds. You open your mouth and for the first time I HEAR you, not just feel what you’re saying or understand you in my own head, your voice comes through the pages in your world and into the reality of mine, and it reverberates and I can hear every little nuance, down to the hitch from you crying.
“I’ll never forget you,” you say. “I’ll come back soon.”
The end.

SOMEONE DID AND NOW IM EMOTIONAL

THAT WAS SO INCREDIBLE. I’M SOBBING.

music-under-the-mistletoe:

themeeg:

tin-pan-ali:

taking-the-tardis-to-asgard:

mymahoganymyrules:

maslab:

jykinturah:

nomiros:

takeshitakenji:

“Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader.”

Last line of the book : “Please, don’t close the book, I don’t want to die”

oh my god

I’d just like, keep the book open and tape it to a wall.

I’m almost afraid to want it.

John Green, we’re waiting.

“So I guess this is it, isn’t it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close and that was a while ago.”

I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. It wasn’t raining, but they were still floating up there, grey and dismal.

You begin to ask me something.

“Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Things just feel really final right now, like the downward slope is starting to level out. Eventually… We’ll hit the back cover, right?”

I sat down on a bench- had that been there a few minutes ago? It was hard to tell.

“Did you say yes? I think I heard you. Your voice keeps getting harder to hear.”

Thunder rumbled, but… It wasn’t like the thunder I’m used to. It sounded like you, and it sounded sad. From one of the clouds, a single drop of rain fell on the grainy wood of the bench.

“… You’re crying, aren’t you? I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I wish I could change this. I wish I could reach where you are.”

Thunder rolled again, and behind it was a voice. Your voice.

“Me? I’ll be fine, I think. I don’t know if this has ever happened before. I don’t really know what happens when you… close the book.”

You ask me if I’m afraid.

And oddly, I’m not.

“No, actually. Because… Whatever happens to me when you close the cover… You can always open the book up again, right?” and that’s when the answer hits me, the realization jolting me to stand again. “That’s it, isn’t it? You can open it back up. The words won’t change, but I’ll still be here. You can meet me all over again, and I can meet you, and everything we have will come back.”

It’s raining now, and the clouds have merged together, and in them, for the first time… I see you. 

You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life.

You’re crying, but it’s quiet, and maybe that was the sound of your tears hitting paper.

I realize that we don’t have a lot of time.

“Listen- before it’s all over- I want you to know that everything, all of this… Even being over, it was worth it. It was worth it to meet you, to get to know you. Even if when you close that cover and I disappear- it was all worth it. I love you.”

You love me too, I know it, I can feel it, just like for a moment I can feel what it would be like to hold your hand.

There is a very long pause, and I realize you’re prolonging what has to happen.

“You can do it.”

For the first time, you have to be the hero. You have to close the book so we can keep going. And I believe in you.

The sky gets darker, slowly, but then it gets light again, and your face is still up in those clouds. You open your mouth and for the first time I HEAR you, not just feel what you’re saying or understand you in my own head, your voice comes through the pages in your world and into the reality of mine, and it reverberates and I can hear every little nuance, down to the hitch from you crying.

“I’ll never forget you,” you say. “I’ll come back soon.”

The end.

SOMEONE DID AND NOW IM EMOTIONAL

THAT WAS SO INCREDIBLE. I’M SOBBING.




There’s an opening scene where you first meet James Bond. I believe one of the greatest meetings of the Bond villain and Bond in the history of the franchise. It’s a fantastic scene… And then it really does seem like you’re coming on to James Bond in a very sexually aggressive way. Am I interpreting that correctly? [x]




sylladork:

mageof2spooky:

jpbrammer:

Yes, yes, legalize gay, sure. But have you ever considered weaponizing gay?

Unfortunately, yes, yes they have.

IM GONNA PISS




animationart:

Moses Rough Animation-James Baxter




videohall:

The Power of Pine-Sol




queen-of-worlds-that-dont-exist:

biiches:so-good-to-you:vaughnwhiskey:tltty:

for the rest of my life whenever i see this color i’ll be reminded of all the hours i wasted on the internet

sorry that color is #2C4762

Tumblrs is #2B4864

Actually, it’s coral blue #3

sVRMEAIGN

XJHUADHQUIHDQIUWHDWUIHHUS I CAN’T EEEEVEN




blizooka:

zndriazombi:

robotlyra:

xcinddyy:

I saw this hardcore cosplay online and just had to share it. I wish I could give credit to where credit is due to whoever this belongs to but the captions/comments were in spanish I think? I don’t even know who she is cosplaying

THIS IS NOT COSPLAY
THIS IS MAGIC MADE REAL

ALL HAIL MADAME SPIDER

wow i’m done

HOLY FUCKIN WHOA WOW

SAVES EVERY SINGLE PICTURE AS REFERENCE………..




homoschapel:

pitbull looks like the naked mole rat from kim possible

do you see it

d o  y o u 







thundergoddess:

windows-vesta:

never let me near a spritesheet when i’m bored
introducing thre$ha, krillex and lady gra gra
i’m sorry

omfg

thundergoddess:

windows-vesta:

never let me near a spritesheet when i’m bored

introducing thre$ha, krillex and lady gra gra

i’m sorry

omfg




HE KNOWS

domestic-avengers-archive:

fondue-with-chris:

vaultnumber713:

chrisevanshasmyheart:

alyakihaku:

……………..

hahahaha

Holy shit! Is anyone as terrified as I am!?!?!?!


NO CHRIS DON’T LOOK AT THE TRICK!!!!




ninten:

pigeonyaoi:

A REMINDER THIS EXISTS

NO NO NO NO NO NO NON O O; ON ON ONSONON ONHSDFKL MON NO N ON O NONODNONON ON NO NO N ONO