itriedthatonceitwasabadmove:

basileus-omniworks:

misha-bawlins:

This drink I like it. Another!

I love how quickly he readjusts to the culture so foreign to him. Like, he does not even protest or try to explain this is how it’s done in Asgard so it’s how it SHOULD be done because he’s a mighty god and stuff. He’s just like “but I… oh I see smashing mugs is not a custom here. I’m sorry I won’t do it again :( “

A lot of people could learn from this.

^ How to be a traveler and not a tourist

(Source: maxmff, via send-them-down-the-hall-to-roll)

Dear Fanfic Authors:

dragonsquill:

cursedtruth:

Seriously, please, for the love of all that is holy and profane, USE A COMMA WHEN A PERSON IS BEING ADDRESSED.

Please note the following:

1) “I know Stiles,” Derek huffed in annoyance.

2) “I know, Stiles,” Derek huffed in annoyance.

THESE ARE TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT LINES, ALL BECAUSE OF A COMMA.

In 1, Derek is telling someone he knows who Stiles is, he knows Stiles. He is probably annoyed because, “Duh, that’s the guy I bang; of course I know him.”

In 2, Derek is telling STILES that he knows something already. Stiles was probably all: “Derek, those dudes do NOT look friendly. I think we’re in deep shit.” To which Derek would likely roll his eyes and reply, “I know, Stiles.”

But anyway, do you see the difference?

If a person is being directly addressed, regardless of where it happens in the sentence, YOU ALWAYS SEPARATE THE NAME WITH AT LEAST ONE COMMA.

I will give you more examples! All of the following speech quotes contain examples:

"C’mon, Scott, just tell me if he smells aroused in my presence."

"Stiles, that’s disgusting."

"It’s totally reasonable! Back me up here, Lydia."

"Don’t drag me into this, boys."

"Lydia, baby, darling, light of my life, how could you betray me like this in my hour of need?"

"Hey, losers, what’s up?"

"Nothing, Cora! Nothing at all! Totally not creeping on your hot older—heeeeeeey, Derek. Didn’t see ya there."

LOOK AT ALL THESE EXAMPLES. Look how EASY it is!

So easy, anyone can do it! Even YOU! Why not GIVE IT A TRY!

PS: AND A NEW PARAGRAPH EACH TIME A DIFFERENT CHARACTER TALKS! You should NOT have more than one character speaking in the same paragraph.

I FIND BEING SCREAMED AT FOR ERRORS REALLY HELPFUL. I MEAN, THESE AREN’T ONES I USUALLY MAKE BUT I THINK BEING SCREAMED AT IN ALL CAPS IS EXTREMELY HELPFUL TO CORRECTING ERRORS MADE EITHER THROUGH A LACK OF FAMILIARITY WITH GRAMMAR RULES (ESPECIALLY ALL THOSE WRITING IN A SECOND LANGUAGE, DEFINITELY, THEY NEED THE CAPS AND BOLD TO UNDERSTAND YOUR POINT), OR THROUGH A TYPOGRAPHICAL ERROR.

PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE DEAR FANFIC AUTHOR POSTS ARE THE MOST USEFUL FORMS OF CRITICISM, I THINK.

DON’T YOU?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

drneverlandsrefs:

addieofrp:

instagrarn:

oh my god press ‘shift’ and then ‘?’

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#WHY DOESN’T THIS WEBSITE COME WITH INSTRUCTIONS

(via o-rcrist)

Politics rambling ahead:

I am honestly unsurprised that there are riots and violence in Scotland right now. When the 1995 Quebec Referendum happened (read up here, here, here) there were similar reactions. The Quebec Referendum was, as a whole, rather more intense - it was based on some similar factors (culture and political control) but had the additional factors of stronger religious and language  divides thrown in as well. The Quebec separatist movement had a bloodier leadup as well, with murders, kidnappins, and the implementation of martial law. The 1995 referendum was ultimately decided by less than 1%. Is it so surprising that shit it hitting the fan in Scotland now? Even though there was a wider margin, it was still close.

There is, however, hope for all the people who wish forr a more independent Scotland. As the Quebec referendum demonstrated, national governments aren’t blind. Scotland has put its cards on the table - now it’s time for England to pay up.

rnaribelle:

rnaribelle:

i almost fucking choked to death reading this

#'officer i realize i just ran three red lights at 100mph but MY TYRANITAR WILL NOT BE DEFEATED'

One of the things that you have to remember about Canadian culture is that 80% of it is just trying really hard to not be other countries, especially ones that have had a big influence on us.

Seriously. Most of Canadian culture is us going “We’re not American! Or British! Or French!”

celticruinsdesigns:

ohmaglor:

*whispers* elves glow in the dark pass it on

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Yeah they have the clapper installed.

It wasn’t Gandalf’s staff that lit the way in Moria. Aragorn clapped twice and Legolas burst into a soft blue light. Very soothing…

Black light filters sold separately.

(via ohmaglor)

furiouscuddles:


Clint has given each Avenger a name in sign language.  Thor is the letter ‘T’ in the motion of a hammer.  Steve is a salute with an “R”. Hulk is an “H” over the bicep, but Bruce is the sign for doctor followed by the letter “B”.  Natasha is an “N” being shot from his other wrist like a widow bite. His own name is a “C” being drawn back like a bow.  Stark is an “S” taking flight, unless Barton is mad at him, then he fingerspells “A.S.” for Anthony Stark, but accidentally on purpose adds a second “S”. 

actually this is how giving names work in sign language! usually you sign the first letter of the persons name and a motion that summarises them as a person, or something that reminds you of them!

furiouscuddles:

Clint has given each Avenger a name in sign language.  Thor is the letter ‘T’ in the motion of a hammer.  Steve is a salute with an “R”. Hulk is an “H” over the bicep, but Bruce is the sign for doctor followed by the letter “B”.  Natasha is an “N” being shot from his other wrist like a widow bite. His own name is a “C” being drawn back like a bow.  Stark is an “S” taking flight, unless Barton is mad at him, then he fingerspells “A.S.” for Anthony Stark, but accidentally on purpose adds a second “S”. 

actually this is how giving names work in sign language! usually you sign the first letter of the persons name and a motion that summarises them as a person, or something that reminds you of them!

(Source: blandmarvelheadcanons, via emilianadarling)

theskypilot:

jayskalo:

loose-skinnyjeans:

strawberriesandabs:

jumpingjacktrash:


thischick25:


This is the main reason for my general annoyance with lack of size regulation in the fashion industry…


men’s pants are labeled by waist and inseam measurement. women’s pants are labeled by voodoo. even though i do not buy women’s pants, i can recognize this as objectively dumb.


THE NOTES ON THIS


because i can’t stress this enough. this is why i don’t let the numbers get to me. as jumpingjacktrash so eloquently said “women’s pants are labeled by voodoo.” 

BUT THISTHISTHISTHISTHIS

so when boys make fun of girls taking forever to shop and trying everything on
WE FUCKING HAVE TO OR NOTHING WILL FIT

theskypilot:

jayskalo:

loose-skinnyjeans:

strawberriesandabs:

jumpingjacktrash:

thischick25:

This is the main reason for my general annoyance with lack of size regulation in the fashion industry…

men’s pants are labeled by waist and inseam measurement. women’s pants are labeled by voodoo. even though i do not buy women’s pants, i can recognize this as objectively dumb.

THE NOTES ON THIS

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because i can’t stress this enough. this is why i don’t let the numbers get to me. as jumpingjacktrash so eloquently said “women’s pants are labeled by voodoo.” 

BUT THISTHISTHISTHISTHIS

so when boys make fun of girls taking forever to shop and trying everything on

WE FUCKING HAVE TO OR NOTHING WILL FIT

(Source: leavethew0rldbehindyou, via you-gotta-be-kili-n-me)

trans-parenting:

And for those of you who are more visual.  Here are some comic representations of dysphoria and/or pieces of it.

From top to bottom:
Becoming Me
Transgirl Next Door
Manic Pixie Girl
GQUTIE

(via potootagath)

nonnonmodernist:

thoughts on outlander episode 6
these are late this week because i actually really wanted to write a longer and sustained piece about my reaction, but i don’t have the time or energy. sob.
anyway, i officially think of this episode as THE MOMENT THAT OUTLANDER LEVELED UP. i knew a little bit of what was coming, having skimmed this section of the book (ngl while looking for sex scenes), but i did not expect it to happen like this. i did not expect to mean something to me on so many different levels, especially after last week’s frankly boring episode about scottish politics.
this episode was also about scottish politics, but with the #indyref now at the forefront of my mind, claire being escorted to meet the english general stationed in scotland to crush the rebellion took on a whole new dimension. (for me. possibly my uk friends were already well aware of this, or would be if outlander was airing in their country.) the disgusting and flagrant racism of the english officers turned my stomach, but it also explicitly helped me make connections between #indyref and english colonialism, which we tend to think of as being “of the past.” 

@nonmodernist The memory of Culloden and other stuff is at the heart of the Indy ref.
— Faye Woods (@FayebellineW)
September 14, 2014
claire and the englishmen spend nearly half the episode having a gross argument about colonialism and the supposed savagery of the scots, and because we’ve spent the whole show so deeply embedded in claire’s consciousness, we’re absolutely with her when she points out that the english do the same kinds of violence and call it civilizing. 

.@FayebellineW ep’s 6 script also has some very telling “occupation” language - political in a whole different way #ol
— Alexandra Edwards (@nonmodernist)
September 14, 2014
and then the connections really start leaping out. claire straight up calls what the english are doing occupation. you just can’t hear that word in 2014 without thinking about gaza. but she’s also a woman, alone in this room of scary, racist, violent men, and like i said, we’re already aligned with her. so when she “misspeaks” we are as terrified as she is, and feel as powerless. we are being asked to connect her powerlessness as a woman with the powerlessness of colonial subjects.

and some very interesting gender commentary mixed in here - the show seems to actually get intersections #ol
— Alexandra Edwards (@nonmodernist)
September 14, 2014
we are asked, encouraged, led, to be as uncomfortable in that room full of white men as she is. we are asked to see all these kinds of violence, and danger, as interrelated systems of oppression.
this is intersectional feminism in television narrative form. there’s nothing else to call it. 
and then the back half of the episode hits. literally.
the bottle episode narrows its focus even further, from claire amongst the english to claire alone with black jack randall, the villain of the show. (no really, ron moore flat out called him that.) and yet another cat and mouse game begins, in which claire tries her damnedest to talk her way to freedom, and randall plays the game of all abusers: he dangles hope in front of her before ripping it violently away.
the performances here are stunning beyond belief, but the writing is just as tight. it’s never boring. it never feels like a one-act play you wish would end. it’s horrifying, but it’s compelling. 
so randall and claire discuss the kinds of inhumanity that he’s done in the name of colonialism, the very real and horrible violence acted out on jamie’s body. and randall lets claire think, for a long moment, that he feels sorrow at what he’s become. it’s disgusting, but she wants to use it. a way out. play on that scrap of humanity and get her ass back to inverness. 
she can’t.
and it’s telling of the show’s outright feminist politics and gaze that jamie’s body is on display when he’s whipped, but when randall punches her in the stomach, and then encourages a young soldier to kick her repeatedly, there’s nothing sexy about it. her body is barely visible. it’s her face we have to look at.

that was the most harrowing episode of television I’ve seen in years. possibly ever? #ol
— Alexandra Edwards (@nonmodernist)
September 14, 2014
so that, by the time we get to the final revelation — that not only will claire have to marry jamie for her own protection, but that he comes to her a virgin — it feels like a reprieve. The almost too-tropey set up transforms into something important, something comforting. a reminder, after everything that has just happened, that there is gentleness in the world. a reminder that survivors of systemic and personal violence don’t have to become violent themselves.
it’s a romance novel fantasy, for sure. but in a real world that looks far too much like the preceding 45 minutes, it’s a fantasy we could stand to indulge in a little more often.

y’all I’m absolutely not kidding, watch outlander. it is important tv. #ol
— Alexandra Edwards (@nonmodernist)
September 14, 2014

nonnonmodernist:

thoughts on outlander episode 6

these are late this week because i actually really wanted to write a longer and sustained piece about my reaction, but i don’t have the time or energy. sob.

anyway, i officially think of this episode as THE MOMENT THAT OUTLANDER LEVELED UP. i knew a little bit of what was coming, having skimmed this section of the book (ngl while looking for sex scenes), but i did not expect it to happen like this. i did not expect to mean something to me on so many different levels, especially after last week’s frankly boring episode about scottish politics.

this episode was also about scottish politics, but with the #indyref now at the forefront of my mind, claire being escorted to meet the english general stationed in scotland to crush the rebellion took on a whole new dimension. (for me. possibly my uk friends were already well aware of this, or would be if outlander was airing in their country.) the disgusting and flagrant racism of the english officers turned my stomach, but it also explicitly helped me make connections between #indyref and english colonialism, which we tend to think of as being “of the past.” 

claire and the englishmen spend nearly half the episode having a gross argument about colonialism and the supposed savagery of the scots, and because we’ve spent the whole show so deeply embedded in claire’s consciousness, we’re absolutely with her when she points out that the english do the same kinds of violence and call it civilizing. 

and then the connections really start leaping out. claire straight up calls what the english are doing occupation. you just can’t hear that word in 2014 without thinking about gaza. but she’s also a woman, alone in this room of scary, racist, violent men, and like i said, we’re already aligned with her. so when she “misspeaks” we are as terrified as she is, and feel as powerless. we are being asked to connect her powerlessness as a woman with the powerlessness of colonial subjects.

we are asked, encouraged, led, to be as uncomfortable in that room full of white men as she is. we are asked to see all these kinds of violence, and danger, as interrelated systems of oppression.

this is intersectional feminism in television narrative form. there’s nothing else to call it. 

and then the back half of the episode hits. literally.

the bottle episode narrows its focus even further, from claire amongst the english to claire alone with black jack randall, the villain of the show. (no really, ron moore flat out called him that.) and yet another cat and mouse game begins, in which claire tries her damnedest to talk her way to freedom, and randall plays the game of all abusers: he dangles hope in front of her before ripping it violently away.

the performances here are stunning beyond belief, but the writing is just as tight. it’s never boring. it never feels like a one-act play you wish would end. it’s horrifying, but it’s compelling. 

so randall and claire discuss the kinds of inhumanity that he’s done in the name of colonialism, the very real and horrible violence acted out on jamie’s body. and randall lets claire think, for a long moment, that he feels sorrow at what he’s become. it’s disgusting, but she wants to use it. a way out. play on that scrap of humanity and get her ass back to inverness. 

she can’t.

and it’s telling of the show’s outright feminist politics and gaze that jamie’s body is on display when he’s whipped, but when randall punches her in the stomach, and then encourages a young soldier to kick her repeatedly, there’s nothing sexy about it. her body is barely visible. it’s her face we have to look at.

so that, by the time we get to the final revelation — that not only will claire have to marry jamie for her own protection, but that he comes to her a virgin — it feels like a reprieve. The almost too-tropey set up transforms into something important, something comforting. a reminder, after everything that has just happened, that there is gentleness in the world. a reminder that survivors of systemic and personal violence don’t have to become violent themselves.

it’s a romance novel fantasy, for sure. but in a real world that looks far too much like the preceding 45 minutes, it’s a fantasy we could stand to indulge in a little more often.

(via prygelknabe)

"Though she wanted to join this man, or to indicate she was interested, Alanna didn’t know how. How did a lady knight flirt with a total stranger? Noblewomen showed interest with fluttered fan or dropped handkerchief. Bazhir women use their eyes over their veils. She had no fan or veil. Her handkerchief wouldn’t be noticed if she dropped it here. And she didn’t have the courage to walk over to his table and sit down."

Lioness Rampant, Tamora Pierce

And I swear, in that moment, we were all Alanna. DOES ANYBODY ACTUALLY KNOW HOW TO FLIRT?

(via haptichoax)

(via fuckyeahtamorapierce)

"Hufflepuff’s symbol is a badger, which is fluffy, adorable, unassuming, and will rip your face off if you threaten something it cares about, which sums the House up quite neatly."

— TV Tropes (via margretarson)

(via the-tao-of-fandom)

PROMO CAUSE YAY 900 FOLLOWERS I love y’all

agentbartomanoff:

that’s my first time but here we go

  • mbf me
  • reblogs only
  • first 40
  • mutuals bolded or italicized or what ever is the word we’ll see alright

rin-matsuokas-hips:

conductoroftardislight:

heartofalifer:

SOMETIMES I GET SO FUCKING ANGRY WHEN I REMEMBER THAT I AM A GIRL BECAUSE MY MONEY HAS TO GO TO BUYING BRAS FOR THESE STUPID ORGANIC MILK BAGS AND PADS FOR MONTHLY UNWANTED SUBSCRIPTION OF LUCIFER’S WATERFALL LIKE WTF MAN WHY DONT THESE THINGS COME FREE WHEN MY UNWANTED PACKAGE IS GIVEN TO ME SERIOUSLY THO

organic milk bags

monthly subscription to lucifer’s waterfall

(via bending-sickle)