Send Me Questions And I Will Answer With Definite Lies

(Source: meddlingfashionista)

thecatblair:

When I start doing my replies;

vaeltaa:

if y’all haven’t seen mads in Move On you need to go do it right now. he plays like a badass spy or some shit and goes to the opera and wears a tux and speaks german. get your boners ready is all i’m saying.

apocaliptus sent:

Prue! <3

Fames! <3 
Hello, sweetheart. How are you?  

thatcleverconman:

Her question just made him chuckle gently. He sipped at his drink and let the scotch roll over his tongue before he swallowed and answered her. “It’s pretty much like dating…only I get to call her my wife now. We don’t have kids and neither of us have what you would call a ‘real job’ so it’s actually a lot more enjoyable than my last marriage.” He paused then and looked at her. “What about you? Are you with anyone these days or are you what they call a lone wolf?”

She laughed softly at his answer, ignoring the slight ache that clutched at her chest but decided to override it with happiness instead. She should be happy right? Happy for him? Happy that he’s happy.. It made sense. It was the right thing.. and yet.. it was a lot harder than it should’ve been. Stop. Being. Selfish. Keeping the smile on her face, she nodded as he spoke, listening intently before involuntarily scoffing at his question. “I guess you could say that.. I’ve been rather busy with .. things, I haven’t really had time to be with anyone. Or consider it.. And after last time it seems rather.. pointless. It’s probably better this way anyhow. More time to focus on.. work and such..” 

(Source: powerof3in1)

castiel-the-assbutt:

whatthisismyurl:

wow I’ve never seen a bird drink before

that’s a snake

(Source: exploitastic)

Five favourite Callie Torres quotes → The Heart of the Matter

thatcleverconman:

powerof3in1:

Her smile faded the slightest bit before turning into a half grin as she shook her head, although she assumed by his tone and words that she was full out busted. She grabbed his finger and looked him in the eyes. “Pointing at people is impolite, sweetheart.” She teased, hoping to change the subject since he outright told her not to lie to him. Letting go of his finger, she chuckled rather nervously and leaned her elbow on the edge of the bar. “It’s rather quiet in here, more than I’d have thought a Brooklyn bar to be anyway. I quite like it..” 

He just rolled his eyes, a slight smiling pulling at his lips, as she grabbed his finger and told him that pointing was impolite. Although, her little subject change wasn’t going to fool him, he decided not to press any further because he knew that would cause some issues that he was not in the mood to deal with. But then he heard her nervous laugh, raised an eyebrow at her, but then just shook his head a bit. He was being paranoid. That’s what it was. He was probably just imagining things now. “Yeah, it’s nice. There’s a closer one to my apartment but it’s a shit hole so…the extra walking isn’t really that bad.”

She nodded, a small smile on her lips. “Sometimes you have to look a little bit farther to find the gold under the rainbow. Might not always be right off the edge.” Wow, Hagrid… Please stop talking through me, she thought to herself after reciting one of the many idioms or rather, Hagrid-isms, she’d heard him ramble off over the years of her youth. “So, er, tell me then, how’s married life been treating you? What’s it like?” There was one time when she believed she’d be married one day, but she was fourteen and that was before the love of her life was killed viciously in a graveyard. After that, she’d never given the idea a second thought so she was a bit curious.. Even considering the current circumstance and to whom she was asking… 

sugardaddystoph:

I just realized that Mads’s ass makes its film appearance quite often:

• The Hunt
• Pusher II
• Open Hearts
• A Royal Affair
• Die Tür/The Door
• Coco Chanel & Igor Stravinsky (?)
  
• Flickering Lights
• Torremolinos 73

(Source: cannibalconfessions)