I've Rewatched Man From Uncle And Maaaan It's Still One Of The Best Movies I've Ever Seen It's Great

james dean, sal mineo & natalie wood // anne hathaway, audra mcdonald & raúl esparza // ben whishaw, matthew goode & hailey atwell

we simply do not have enough fanart of ronan standing threateningly behind gansey while he monologues. gansey, oblivious in his excitement to teach. ronan, towering over him, an ominous dark cloud, making very direct and very uncomfortable eye contact with u, daring u to interrupt or make fun of gansey or say anything vaguely disapproving. he even drags his thumb across his throat. you know, to imply that he’ll slit ur throat if u do anything wrong. and gansey is talking about tree rings

“I like this place

and could willingly waste my time in it.”

—William Shakespeare

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“I shine only with the light you give me”

Hello hello!! I had an Idea based off of The Moon Will Sing by the Cranewives (which you guys should totally listen so its so pretty) and here we are now 🧡

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how the most dangerous thing is to love

5 times Q unintentionally hurt James by triggering memories of Vesper, and one time it was a comfort (the being mean to Bond fic). 5,300 words

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“What could 009 have possibly said to have you smiling like that?” Bond demanded. He had passed the other agent on his way to see Q for equipment, having come in just as 009 was finishing up his own business with the Quartermaster.

Q sighed exhaustedly and rolled his eyes. “Honestly, 007, I don’t know why you waste your energy being jealous of him. You’ve more charm in your little finger than he does in his whole body.”

Bond froze, his expression stunned before quickly shuttering. When he remained quiet rather than offering a dig at 009 or a quip in return, Q eyed him curiously.

“007?”

Bond blinked, looking past Q with a blank expression. “Sorry. Forgot to tell Tanner something,” he said curtly, spinning on his heel and striding quickly back out of Q’s workshop.

“007? …Bond!” Q was abruptly on his own again in the workshop. What the devil was that all about? Q had expected flirtation in return, as was Bond’s wont, perhaps a salacious comment about what he could do with said finger. He’d thought he was giving the man a compliment, but it seemed to have landed wrong, somehow. He was quite certain that Bond didn’t actually have to speak with Tanner.

No matter, Q told himself. He didn’t have time to wonder over the agent’s moods. He had hoped for a bit of distraction when Bond came in, as he was usually good for a bit of banter, if not outright flirting, and he was a treat to look at, but Q supposed that would have to wait until later. He had equipment to clean and put away, and a distressing number of emails awaiting responses. Bond was bound to come back, as he needed to get his gear before leaving for his flight to Taiwan in the early hours of the following morning. Q had plenty to occupy himself with until then.

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This week:

A 19 year old passenger with her baby, who only spoke spanish, missed her connecting flight due to weather and would have been stuck sleeping in the airport but my co flight attendant (who spoke spanish) booked her commuter hotel for her and gave her a free room for the night

Another passenger missed her connecting flight home but since she lived just under an hour from me I gave her a ride from dc to virginia beach

My pilot was contacted by the wife of a pilot he'd flown with (who later killed himself) because she'd found a photo of their crew at dinner, so now he takes group photos of every crew he hangs out with, just in case

Another passenger missed her connecting flight and was crying because her mom was in hospice so 2 other passengers who did not know her offered to rent a car and carpool down to jacksonville together

An actor who I will not name but who I'm a huge fan of was in line at the airport pizza place in front of me and my co flight attendant (also a fan) and we were trying so hard to be cool about it and he could tell and he paid for our food because "You all take such good care of us in the air, we should take care of you on the ground."

The van driver for our new orleans overnight heard me say I was vegetarian but wished I could try authentic gumbo and called his friend who is a chef and then drove us to the restaurant where I was given a creole style vegetarian gumbo he'd improvised

After a terrible night which saw me and my co flight attendant trying for 4 hours to get hotel rooms from our airline, the night clerk at a hotel finally took over the phone call and reprimanded them on our behalf, dictating the exact paperwork she needed sent over and then expedited the process so she could give us rooms

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