LegDinner is served.
The leg is people.
This was the part of the episode where I just started chanting “Nonononoohmygodpleaseno” to myself and kind of curled up into the fetal position, whimpered, and chewed on a couch pillow.
The majestic Ebony Falcon. Taking bad guys to jail and bad girls to bed.
I totally shipped these two. And I still do. There is a horrible lack of Tommy/Thea fanfiction.
THIS PROBLEM NEEDS TO BE FIXED. PRONTO. ASAP.
[ETA: perhaps I should specify that I ship the left hand column?]
[I mean Oliver/Tommy BrOTP, obviously.]
Hello, kickass role model. DON’T YOU DIE.
Me whenever I get a maths test back.
JESSICA KNOWS WHAT’S UP.
you know the otp is real when you’re screaming about them LOOKING at each other
Or calling each other on the phone.
My shower has two temperatures; winter is coming and fire cannot kill a dragon
This is pretty much me whenever I finish anything. Ever.