In honor of the birthday of the man with the sluttiest ankles in all of Hollywood, here is tattooed!Jim Kirk. The calligraphy on Jim’s arm reads “Timeless” on his bicep and “Time Stops for No One” on his forearm.
Happy 34th Birthday, CP!
[ Tattooed!Jim l Tattooed!Bones ]
HBD Chirs Pine 26/08/2014
STAR TREK, SMOKIN’ ACES, THIS MEANS WAR, BLIND DATING, INTO THE WOODS
Love you man U///U <3 <3 now and forever
Happy Birthday, Christopher Whitelaw Pine (August 26th, 1980)
“I like this idea of becoming fully realised…We have one shot at this life, and we have all these potentials and capabilities, so what I’m interested in is how can you live so that by the end, you’ve truly investigated yourself and lived life to the full?”
Happy 34th birthday Chris Pine!
I don’t usually do hair scruff or beard scruff. But I could totally do this.
✧ ~happy soon birthday Chris~ ✧
#that last gif #everyone in the tag is acting like this is sweet or cute #but all my tinhat sees is disappointment #the look away #the smile that doesn’t reach his eyes#zach didn’t know chris’ birthday #and chris is sad about that #(i bet chris knows zach’s birthday #and it’s not like he *tried* to remember #it’s just one year he heard it was zachs birthday #and he happened to look at the date #and so what if chris never forgot? #it’s not like he could help it) #(and so what if this is technically the 3rd time chris has mentioned his birthday date in zachs presence? #it’s not like chris is keeping track) #these fuckers #Wordplay as foreplay (tags via itreallyisthelittlethings)
thank you, darling! so my first thought for this was just smut, and then it got silly like ella enchanted, and then we got here.
Bones couldn’t remember when the ring had gotten there. For as far as he knew, it’d always been; it was part of him, and it always would be. A simple silver band that could fit any finger, until it was no longer meant to.
His memory had begun to fade on the previous wearers over the years, centuries, the stories of him had spun into mysterious tales, with magic lamps and sultans, but it had always just been that simple ring. It was nothing incredible like granting endless wealth or wondrous powers, just simply that he would do whatever his master wished of him, always and forever, as long as they wore his ring.
No one ever noticed the ring but him. They would simply slip it from his finger and place it on one of their own, apparently unaware. Jocelyn had put it on her left ring finger, like a wedding ring, and Leonard couldn’t remember when he’d last been so happy to receive a new master. She had been kind and loving, until she had not. He did everything that she had wished of him, but it brought neither of them happiness.
With anger in her eyes and sadness in her heart, she told him to never return. The ring hit the ground as she turned from him for the last time.
He was more careful about who he let see the ring after that; not that it mattered. Whoever was meant to have it was drawn to it, and not even Leonard could prevent them from owning it or him.
And it didn’t happen again until a beat up kid on a shuttle shook his hand and took the ring as he slipped his hand away.
Some of my video from Karl Urban’s panel at Chicago Comic Con this weekend. In which he promises that Chris Pine and Simon Peg will get theirs one day and discusses other pranks.
Wizard World Chicago Comic Con
August 23, 2014