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I thought it was hilarious and then I cried.
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good omens is getting a bbc miniseries next year
good omens is getting a bbc miniseries next year
good omens is getting a bbc miniseries next year
good omens is getting a bbc miniseries next year
gooD OMENS IS GETTING A BBC MINISERIES NEXT YEAR„„„„„„„„„„,
Same Director who did Prachett’s Hogfather series. Between this and the HBO announcement of the American Gods series… I just…
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I love her honest bafflement here
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“I’ve been speaking English a long time, but maybe this is an idiom I missed out on? Anybody? Help me out there?”
Tony’s parties get a little messy, okay?
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Jensen reading Misha’s resume and Misha demonstrating some of his skills [x]
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I think Mike is having a fangirl moment? (Who wouldn’t.)
#mike looks half terrified and half incredibly aroused
On first watch, I thought the best thing about this scene was Mike’s moment of awe and the response it produces (HE SCREAMS ADRIAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET BECAUSE HARVEY IS ROCKY, GOD), but on a second look, I see I was incorrect. The best thing about this scene is the way Harvey actually presents his exquisite jawline for punching, all “Here it is! Would you like to hit it?” It’s so like, old-school and classy for all it’s a dick move at the same time, and the SMIRK. Ugh, Harvey. Why you gotta do me like that? Why you gotta do Mike like that, while we’re at it; you can actually see him remember to breathe in that last panel.
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the thin blue line, harvey specter/mike ross
the thin blue line, harvey specter/mike ross, (suits)
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You think Harvey Specter learnt to be deadly in law school? Oh. That’s cute.
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Here is a list of places where Harvey Specter did not learn to be a vicious son-of-a-bitch: middle school, when he only had one pair of jeans, and food on the table at night was optional. High school, where he’d got big but was still this side of too-skinny, and everyone— well. Everyone knew about his Mom. College, where he’d bought text books instead of food, law school, where everyone knew he was Jessica Pearson’s charity case, where he had to be the best or be nothing at all. He didn’t learn it in Pearson Hardman’s mail room, and he didn’t learn it on Pearson Hardman’s junior associate floor. He didn’t learn it in an office with glass walls, or a courtroom, or across the table from a hundred, a thousand other suits, the lines of his body taut and controlled, with that wolf’s smile snarling up the side of his mouth.
No, Harvey Specter learnt to be a vicious son-of-a-bitch by the time he was ten years old. Go on. Pretend to be surprised.
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