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19th May 2012

Quote reblogged from ♥ Leeteuk & Tom Hiddleston always ♥ with 2,756 notes

In the heart of Loki there is the heart of a lost child and around it he’s wrapped in a cloak of hatred and anger and pain and enormous power. But I think it’s much more exciting if I think there’s always a possibility, because then it makes him three-dimensional, it makes him complex, and you hope some people in the audience are fighting for that. It’s part of Thor’s motivation. It’s part of what makes Thor a good character, because Thor is fighting for his brother back. He wants his brother! He appeals to their childhood in this film, he says, “We fought together, played together. Do you remember none of that?” And Loki’s response is, “I remember a shadow.” So I hope that somewhere down the line – I haven’t seen a script for Thor 2 – I hope that somewhere in Thor 2 that’s something that is expanded on. I keep finding myself saying, I can’t remember who said it, but, “The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference” and Loki is not indifferent to Thor. Loki hates Thor, which must mean that underneath that he still loves him.
— Tom Hiddleston (via omnistaff)

Source: omnipots

16th May 2012

Photo reblogged from Super Junior Pic Fics with 37 notes

superjuniorpicfics:

All the credit goes to stoptheworldnow.
Keeping your eyes on your hands, you fix Leeteuk’s shirt before carefully straightening out the necklace he wore over his shirt, all the while trying to ignore his intense stare that you can feel on your face.
Biting your lip, you brush imaginary lint off of his coat, all the while trying to forget the fact you’re touching Park Jungsu, your bias in Super Junior.
You still can’t believe you had gotten a job as a coordi noona, and climbed the ranks so quick that, just a mere few months into being a coordi noona, you were working for Super Junior.
Still, you were a shy girl: you don’t really talk much to the members, though most of the other coordi noonas cheerfully chat it up with them while they read them their schedules or where they have to go soon or as they straighten up their clothes before their photoshoot. You, on the other hand, always remain silent—it makes things awkward at times, sure, but you can’t imagine attempting to try and strike up a conversation with the boys you have idolized for so long.
“Do you not like Super Junior? Or is it just me?”
The sudden question surprises you. You snap your head up, eyes wide, to lock eyes with Leeteuk, only to blush heavily and look away, nervously continuing to straighten his clothes even though you know, and most likely he knew too, that there’s nothing left to fix any more.
“O-Of course I like you guys,” you tell him nervously. “W-Why—”
“Then why don’t you ever talk to any of us? You always keep quiet and do your work. We’ve noticed, you know.”
Oh God, you think. Oh God they’ve noticed me before. They must talk to one another about me if they all know about it, and know one another know as well. I’m not ready for this. Maybe I should walk away? Say something quick and shuffle off? Or should I tell him the truth? No! That would be too embarrassing!
“I-I should get going—” you stutter, and are about to walk away quickly when, suddenly, he is slowly backing you against a wall, getting a bit too close for you to feel comfortable, and yet you couldn’t help but want him to come closer still. His cologne wafted into your nostrils, and you took in a small sniff, so he wouldn’t notice. He smells intoxicating.
“I’ve been getting the feeling you don’t like me, though. You barely even have eye contact with me. Why is that?” he asks you, and when you continue looking down at your feet, noticing subconsciously that his pristine, shiny loafers are very close to your dirty, ratty-looking sneakers.
You open your mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. Instead, you simply stand there, opening and closing your mouth like a fish, your eyes still trained on your sneakers. Heat rushes to your cheeks once he begins to laugh, but you can’t help but get goosebumps—his laugh is so…manly.
“Well?” he asks, sounding surprisingly patient and calm. His index and middle finger press against your chin, and then he is tilting your face up, and your eyes meet his. You want to look away, but find yourself unable to anymore. His gaze has ensnared you.
You lick your lips, but immediately regret it when the action makes him glance down at your lips. Your eyes widen as his head leans towards yours, his eyes on your lips and nowhere else.
This isn’t happening. Why is he doing this? Is this some sort of joke? T-This can’t be happening! Not to someone like me.
You try to shuffle over to the side, but then his free arm is around your waist, pressing your bodies together. And then his lips are on yours; they feel as soft as they look, and his eyes are closed as he tilts his face up to put more pressure against your lips, deepening the kiss.
Relaxing your body, you slowly wrap an arm around his shoulder, tilting your face up as well, standing on your tiptoes as you do so. Your eyes slip closed, and you can’t help but think how right the kiss with him feels. As if there is no one but the two of you in the world, just for this one moment.
All too soon, the kiss is over, and you open your eyes slowly to see Leeteuk smiling down at you, eyes soft and full with adoration, which makes you blush once more.
“I thought that you might…I couldn’t be too sure…” he murmurs. “I can’t believe I’m right.”
Before you can ask him what he means, his lips are against yours again, and your hands are fisting his coat lapels, bringing him closer. His tongue swipes against the closed seam of your lips, and shyly, you open your mouth and greet his tongue with yours.
“You taste sweet,” he whispers after a few seconds of kissing, after his tongue retreats and the two of you simply give one another short pecks on the lips, over and over again. “Just like I thought you would.”
“I-…I can’t believe you’re actually interested in you,” you confess between pecks. “I was so afraid of talking to all of you, but you especially.”
“Why?” he asks, even though you’re sure he knows the answer by now.
“You’re my bias in Super Junior,” you tell him, and he pulls away from your lips, grinning cheekily.
“I guess that means you’re my Angel, then.”

superjuniorpicfics:

All the credit goes to stoptheworldnow.

Keeping your eyes on your hands, you fix Leeteuk’s shirt before carefully straightening out the necklace he wore over his shirt, all the while trying to ignore his intense stare that you can feel on your face.

Biting your lip, you brush imaginary lint off of his coat, all the while trying to forget the fact you’re touching Park Jungsu, your bias in Super Junior.

You still can’t believe you had gotten a job as a coordi noona, and climbed the ranks so quick that, just a mere few months into being a coordi noona, you were working for Super Junior.

Still, you were a shy girl: you don’t really talk much to the members, though most of the other coordi noonas cheerfully chat it up with them while they read them their schedules or where they have to go soon or as they straighten up their clothes before their photoshoot. You, on the other hand, always remain silent—it makes things awkward at times, sure, but you can’t imagine attempting to try and strike up a conversation with the boys you have idolized for so long.

“Do you not like Super Junior? Or is it just me?”

The sudden question surprises you. You snap your head up, eyes wide, to lock eyes with Leeteuk, only to blush heavily and look away, nervously continuing to straighten his clothes even though you know, and most likely he knew too, that there’s nothing left to fix any more.

“O-Of course I like you guys,” you tell him nervously. “W-Why—”

“Then why don’t you ever talk to any of us? You always keep quiet and do your work. We’ve noticed, you know.”

Oh God, you think. Oh God they’ve noticed me before. They must talk to one another about me if they all know about it, and know one another know as well. I’m not ready for this. Maybe I should walk away? Say something quick and shuffle off? Or should I tell him the truth? No! That would be too embarrassing!

“I-I should get going—” you stutter, and are about to walk away quickly when, suddenly, he is slowly backing you against a wall, getting a bit too close for you to feel comfortable, and yet you couldn’t help but want him to come closer still. His cologne wafted into your nostrils, and you took in a small sniff, so he wouldn’t notice. He smells intoxicating.

“I’ve been getting the feeling you don’t like me, though. You barely even have eye contact with me. Why is that?” he asks you, and when you continue looking down at your feet, noticing subconsciously that his pristine, shiny loafers are very close to your dirty, ratty-looking sneakers.

You open your mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. Instead, you simply stand there, opening and closing your mouth like a fish, your eyes still trained on your sneakers. Heat rushes to your cheeks once he begins to laugh, but you can’t help but get goosebumps—his laugh is so…manly.

“Well?” he asks, sounding surprisingly patient and calm. His index and middle finger press against your chin, and then he is tilting your face up, and your eyes meet his. You want to look away, but find yourself unable to anymore. His gaze has ensnared you.

You lick your lips, but immediately regret it when the action makes him glance down at your lips. Your eyes widen as his head leans towards yours, his eyes on your lips and nowhere else.

This isn’t happening. Why is he doing this? Is this some sort of joke? T-This can’t be happening! Not to someone like me.

You try to shuffle over to the side, but then his free arm is around your waist, pressing your bodies together. And then his lips are on yours; they feel as soft as they look, and his eyes are closed as he tilts his face up to put more pressure against your lips, deepening the kiss.

Relaxing your body, you slowly wrap an arm around his shoulder, tilting your face up as well, standing on your tiptoes as you do so. Your eyes slip closed, and you can’t help but think how right the kiss with him feels. As if there is no one but the two of you in the world, just for this one moment.

All too soon, the kiss is over, and you open your eyes slowly to see Leeteuk smiling down at you, eyes soft and full with adoration, which makes you blush once more.

“I thought that you might…I couldn’t be too sure…” he murmurs. “I can’t believe I’m right.”

Before you can ask him what he means, his lips are against yours again, and your hands are fisting his coat lapels, bringing him closer. His tongue swipes against the closed seam of your lips, and shyly, you open your mouth and greet his tongue with yours.

“You taste sweet,” he whispers after a few seconds of kissing, after his tongue retreats and the two of you simply give one another short pecks on the lips, over and over again. “Just like I thought you would.”

“I-…I can’t believe you’re actually interested in you,” you confess between pecks. “I was so afraid of talking to all of you, but you especially.”

“Why?” he asks, even though you’re sure he knows the answer by now.

“You’re my bias in Super Junior,” you tell him, and he pulls away from your lips, grinning cheekily.

“I guess that means you’re my Angel, then.”

Source: superjuniorpicfics

8th May 2012

Photo reblogged from sayonara // with 37 notes

chouchuu:

So. Cool. 

chouchuu:

So. Cool. 

Source: chouchuu

8th May 2012

Photo reblogged from Denise with 34 notes

damiandenisa:

EXO symbols

damiandenisa:

EXO symbols

Source: damiandenisa

8th May 2012

Photoset reblogged from EXODISNEYLAND with 762 notes

EXO-M SUPER POWERS

Source: hokaid-o

8th May 2012

Photoset reblogged from EXODISNEYLAND with 875 notes

EXO-K SUPER POWERS

Source: hokaid-o

30th April 2012

Chat reblogged from chibisuke with 2,425 notes

  • waking up: oppa
  • go to school: oppa
  • eating: oppa
  • using the computer: oppa
  • taking a shower: oppa
  • doing chores: oppa
  • life: oppa

Source: hurricanepenus

29th April 2012

Photoset reblogged from super neverland with 2,158 notes

Every time after concerts and schedules, I get lonely and I feel empty. So I try to do more schedules and try to do concerts like crazy but the more I do that, the more lonely I feel.. - Leeteuk ((´д`))

Source: superandyy

29th April 2012

Link reblogged from I Swear It's Not An Obsession with 145 notes

I Swear It's Not An Obsession: When Leeteuk cries, I cry When Heechul kisses a boy, I kiss a boy When... →

caleyelaine1013:

When Leeteuk cries, I cry

When Heechul kisses a boy, I kiss a boy

When Han Geng’s clueless, I am clueless

When Yesung dances, I dance

When Kangin goes crazy, I go crazy

When Sungmin does aegyo, I do aegyo

When Shindong is silly, I am silly

When Eunhyuk winks, I…

Source: caleyelaine1013

28th April 2012

Photoset reblogged from super neverland with 1,315 notes

이특 (spe·cial) // Surpassing what is common or usual; exceptional
수호  (guard·i·an) // One that guards, watches over, or protects

Source: captainmarcus