>teenage actress’s private nudes get leaked

>teenage actress is reviled as a slut and a whore and a bad role model

>james franco asks a seventeen-year-old girl if he can meet her in a private hotel room

>james franco gets to go on saturday night live and joke about what a silly doofus he is for soliciting sex from a girl literally half his age


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wow procrastination alert 


wow procrastination alert 

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ofjimkirk said: bones between jims spread thighs, slowly fucking into him as he balances himself on his forearms, foreheads pressed together as their breaths mingle and they've never felt more alive. "i love you," jim whimpers , a mere exhalation of love as he claws desperately at bones flexing shoulders. "i love you too, darlin'," he moans, seeing the love in jims half-lidded eyes. "to the moon and back?" jim gasps. "to the moon and back,"

and THIS is how you make things up to me.

this is perfect. this is how it should be. because they’re UNBREAKABLE.

ofjimkirk said: Spock and Nyota find him the night after, worried after he hadn't answered their calls, sprawled out on the sofa, head bathed in the sunlight through the crack in the curtains, a bottle of whiskey just about to tumble from his hand. He has no pulse and there is grief in Nyota's heart as she falls to her knees just to the side of the sofa, Spock places a hand on her slender shoulder, watching as she runs a hand down Bones cheek. "He is at peace now, do not fear, dear Nyota,"

this is brutal, kay, and i hate you.

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"i don’t know how to be loved," jim whispers.

"then let me show you how," bones says.

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I smell trouble brewing

#what kind of weird religious/sci fi novel are we living in #is this Evangelion

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ofjimkirk said: but bones in full dress uniform, eyes wet as he places a bunch of lilies at jims gravetone, kneeling in the dirt with his forehead against the cool stone because this is all he has left of jim, and he wants to shout his grief to the cosmos that took his loving sun from him and he thinks he can feel the soft phantom weight of jims hand upon his shoulder but when he reaches up a hand he feels nothing but air and it's a punch to the gut

(oh, is this what i get for encouraging you to write? well, two can play this game)

so he goes to the empty home. house. it’s only a house now. only a shell. 

the bar is fully stocked, though…

he sits on a couch with his old friend jack d., whom he’s given up when jim happened. when the sun happened… and he renews the acquaintance. 


it’s three days since he’s been outside. three days since he’s eaten. three days since he’s showered. three days since he’s had a sober thought. maybe someone will find him. maybe not. maybe they’ll leave him alone. to grieve. to drink. to have jack d. help him follow the sun…


if you ever think about sending me an ask and decide not to cause “oh she doesn’t care” or “oh I don’t want to bother her” literally I’m the loneliest piece of shit you can find and would still love you if you sent me the word nuzzle over and over again

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well yes of course i want my otp to be happy 

but first let me see one of them choking back tears at a hospital bedside while the other lies in a coma (◉‿◉✿)


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jim loves it when bones is above him, hands skimming unworthy ribs and dipping into the hollow spaces of the graveyard between his sternum and hips because he’s always felt like his body is more like a guillotine than a gift but with bones, with bones he feels celestial

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Let’s take a moment to appreciate Karl’s swagger. 

and this folks is what we call swaggery sauntering..because the man does not simply walk! 

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