Danny: We shouldn’t have come. I knew it. We shouldn’t have come.
Steve: We had to. There’s safety in numbers.
Danny: Well, there’s also death in numbers, Steven. It’s called a massacre.

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Danny: We shouldn’t have come. I knew it. We shouldn’t have come.
Steve: We had to. There’s safety in numbers.
Danny: Well, there’s also death in numbers, Steven. It’s called a massacre.
who told you that you could call me out like that
I just came here to have a good time, not be called out like this.
Coming into a fandom late
Coming into a fandom early and watching it become an angry clusterfuck
Being in a dormant fandom that suddenly comes alive again after a new book/movie
Don’t forget about those who come in the midst of a fandom war.
Accuracy at its best
Being in a fandom and not even knowing there’s a war going on…
all of this shit…lol
When You’re Not In The Fandom But You’re Nosy AF
When you get into a fandom only to discover it’s dead
This gets better every time I see it.
@fuboos-mess
Being in a dead fandom…
Or being in such a tiny fandom that it feels like youre the only one
The accuracy hurts.
Being in a fandom that had a shit ending.
When you’ve been fangirling long enough, you’ve experienced all of the above.
Being in a fandom meant for kids.
This just gets better..
@mi-kleos
When you realize that joining the fandom has ruined you
Fandom hell in general
Yes.
This^^^ just… ALL OF THIS.
Being in so many fandoms that you don’t even know what’s going on
THIS IS THE SKULDUGGERY FUCKING PLEASANT FANDOM IN ONE POST!!
Trying to recruit people to your fandom
Annnnnnndddd it’s back
Being in a fandom which has so many antis
I’ve probably reblogged this before, but that was before these great additions.
Being in a fandom that actually works together
Why is this so true? All of it.
being in a fanbase but all your mutuals suddenly turn into Kpop blogs
I always enjoy it when a good post comes around again and has been improved by the reblogs like the years for a fine wine.
Being in a fandom when shit goes down and everyone has different opinions
When you are in a fandom and don’t care for others people opinion…..even if they are right…(believe me, I have met several of those)
Being in a fandom you never meant to join
I love this. and it’s gotten better
After abandoning a fandom you’re still a little bit emotionally invested in….
All of these are me. Lol
Being in a fandom on Tumblr
And it reached its epic conclusion
All of this 😂
No matter if it's a buzz cut,
Medium length
Or long hair.
A hot bearded face
Or a clean-shaven look.
I'll love anything!!! as long as it's my man 🤤😏💕
Happy Valentine’s Day!
AMAZING LOL <3
Happy Valentine’s Day 💗 May you spend this day with someone who looks at you like Steve looks at his Danno. And if you still have to find your special one may you meet them soon 💞
Grace, I didn’t raise you to betray me like that. | insp.
That was beautiful.
Boys will be boys
Only acceptable use of the phrase
Gentlemen, we do not stop till nightfall.
So my sister has spent less than a week in Newcastle and has befriended the local Infamous Australian Magpies by leaving water out for them. It’s gotten to the point where the parents of a teenage Magpie know when she has class, and start screaming outside the door for water within 5 minutes of her coming home or getting up, and leave thier fledgling on her deck while they go forage.
They also saw her spray bottle the neighborhood cat off her deck so they know she’s a good babysitter.
“IM 26!!” she wails over facebook “IM TOO YOUNG TO BE A FOSTER PARENT! I DON’T EVEN KNOW BIRD CPR IM NOT QUALIFIED”
They have trouble recognising people by sight sometimes! Tell her to pick a greeting to use, it’ll protect her from swooping.
She has neon blue hair and sings operatic soprano to the baby for fun. By this time next week probably every Magpie in Newcastle will know her and Der Hölle Rache to boot.
This is Money Marge. Reblog for a miracle of finances to come to you
🙏🏾💰💵
Watching this (and fearing broken ankles with each loop) I can’t helping thinking about that old quote Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards and in high heels.
But no, if you watch closely you’ll see she doesn’t even step on the last chair. That means she had to trust that fucker to lift her gently to the ground while he was spinning down onto that chair. That takes major guts. I’d be pissing myself and fearing a broken neck if I were in her place. Kudos to her.
I can’t stop watching this.
#I watched this for too long to not reblog
Whoa.
Okay so this is true, but a tiny part of a wider truth.
Ginger Rogers was a FUCKING BADASS. Ignore for a sec the rampant sexism in Hollywood (they once bleached her hair blonde in wardrobe without telling her beforehand), the fact that she fought her whole career against typecasting and stereotyping from fellow actors (Katharine Hepburn famously said of the Astaire/Rogers partnership “she gave him sex. He gave her class” ) for starting out in musicals, and went on to have a career lasting over fifty years, winning a Best Actress Oscar (Kitty Foyle, 1940). But… JUST focusing on the Astaire movies…
Not only did she dance “backwards” in high heels, the dances were a task in themselves. Astaire was an absolute perfectionist and choreographed for himself, so as a younger, less experienced dancer Rogers came in at a disadvantage and worked her ass off to match him.
Then there’s the filming complications… these numbers were filmed in ONE TAKE. So one thing goes wrong and you have to start over. Maybe you make a mistake or maybe your dress flies up because…
Ginger had to contend with her wardrobe. Dancing in heels is the norm at this time, but dancing in a dress designed for cinema cameras… not so much. They were heavy, embellished, uncomfortable, restrictive and cumbersome and essentially a third member of the dance, strapped to the body of one partner.Not only did she have to dance and look good, she had to control the dress too!
Take this routine from Swing Time… (it gets going proper at 1:30ish)
This dress has weights, YES WEIGHTS, sewn in to the hem to make it fly out and create a visual effect. So it’s heavy, it hurts if it hits you, and your partner gets mad if it hits him. So you gotta control it.
Well it turns out all these factors on this set, this particular day aren’t going so well. So you’re doing take after take, here’s no labour laws, so at 4am after 18 hours you’re still going, even though part of the routine requires you to spin up those curved stairs with no rail at high speed….
Okay so now back to those high heels. In Ginger’s autobiography she vividly remembers this night as the night she bled though her shoes. They did so many takes, her feet blistered, bled, and the white satin high heels she was wearing finished he night pink because they were literally full of blood. And still they keep shooting. She keeps dancing.
The take they use in the film is the last. Early hours. Bloody feet. And she spins, acts and bosses out until that last second. Because she was that professional, talented and bloody minded. This is the last set of spins…
So I say once again. Ginger Rogers was a badass.
She did everything Fred Astaire did backwards, in high heels, wearing a 20 pound dress, exhausted, injured and standing in a pool of her own blood. And watching her perform, you would never know.
The man wearing red got on the subway, he opened his folder and started reading. A few stops later, a man got on and asked him, “what are you studying for? You look confused; maybe I can help?” He said, “My son just failed a math test, and I am re-studying fractions so I can teach him.”
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Madd Propz to this Dad.
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Good job, Dad!
He has a lot to say
Your cute cat of the day
Betrayal,disappointment,Rage
I’m sorry but his haircut, body & tan are illegal 🚨😍🚨
Super Seal needs to arrest him right now 😏😁💛