Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win
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hey baby did it hurt when you sauntered vaguely downwards
I would date the man who tried to pick me up with this line.
Or woman.
Unf.
Agreed.
-From my Coursera course, ‘Fantasy and Science Fiction: The human mind, our modern world.’
#i love this idea about feeding people #seen it explored before as various expressions of love but never stated explicitly #and oooh yes of course #mostly I am thinking of Sunshine by Robin McKinley #closed off and a bit of a brass-bound bitch but always needing to feed people #and it’s an excellent way of saying I CARE FOR YOU without needing to use words #easier too (via spybrarian)OMG I JUST FOUND OUT THAT SPEAKING TO YOUR PLANTS ONLY HELPS BECAUSE YOU’RE BREATHING CARBON DIOXIDE ONTO IT OMG I HAVE THOUGHT THAT TALKING TO THEM JUST KINDA WORKED BECAUSE YOU WERE BEING NICE AND ENCOURAGED THEM AND SUPPORTED THEM EMOTIONALLY
Not if you’re Crowley.
but what if a vampire drank the blood of someone who was anemic like would they be seriously grossed out
“what the fuck is this”
“i have anemia”
“can you take something for that you should…
missus-e said: No but fo reals, you know Coulson has a five step plan to fix the science babies. His plan b is to lock them in a room until they talk it out (or make-out).
(Sorry I made this a text post because, well, it got long.) BUT YES.
Director Phillip J. Coulson’s 5-Step Plan: Operation Fix the Science Babies
Step 1: Make sure Simmons doesn’t die at HYDRA.
One of my favorite things about Leverage is when a bad guy points a gun at Eliot and there’s that moment of,”well, this is gonna be awkward for you,” that crosses Eliot’s face.
Chris Hemsworth (via fuckyeahblackwidow)
#chris hemsworth will make a black widow movie even if he has to make it in his backyard with an ipod #he’ll call up his brothers #HEY LIAM HEY LUKE HEY GUYS #I’M MAKING A MOVIE YOU NEED TO PLAY SHIELD AGENTS #they’ll be like srsly bruh #YEAH MAN CMON THERE’LL BE FOOD #they get won over #he calls up tom one night when he needs a scriptwriter #tom wakes up like ‘chris my god what time is it’ #chris is like CAN YOU WRITE A SCREENPLAY FOR A BLACK WIDOW MOVIE MATE I NEED YOU #tom lurches out of bed #almost starts crying #’yes of course i’ll do it #do you think she’d like shakespeare??’ #’tom wait—’ #’I CAN DO THIS’ #he mails over a script worthy of an oscar stuffed full of classical literature parallells and gorgeous imagery #chris stares at his one camera and grumbles about ‘fancy fucking brits’(via lanaparrillasituation)
#and scarjo would be pulling one of those actor-director deals actually running the whole show #from a chair that is precisely 10 inches higher than everybody elses #and all the boys are terrified of her; but also take great pride in being her willing minions #’yes scarjo; i chris hemsworth major movie star shall run down to starbucks and inform them to make you a nonfat pumpkin spice mocha frappuc #’chris i asked for a triple espresso shot’ #’your WISH MADAM’ #’shuttup and help me hoist these lights into your old treehouse’ #avengers #how to tag????#give me the black widow film or give me death (via okayophelia)
[crashes 1920s Bentley through ur wall] READ GOOD OMENS
WHENEVER YOU SEE THIS POST ON YOUR DASH, STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND WRITE ONE SENTENCE FOR YOUR CURRENT PROJECT.
Just one sentence. Stop blogging for one minute and write a single sentence. It could be dialogue, it could be a nice description of scenery, it could be a metaphor, I don’t care. The point is, do it. Then, when you finish, you can get back to blogging.
If this gets viral, you might just have your novel finished by next Tuesday.
EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO REBLOGS THIS WILL GET THE FOLLOWING IN THEIR INBOX.
- A BRIEF ORIGIN STORY
- A SUPERPOWER OR THREE, MAYBE FOUR DEPENDING
- A SUPERHERO OR VILLAIN NAME
- YOU MIGHT ALSO GET AN ARCHNEMESIS WHO HAS REBLOGGED THIS ALREADY
AND YES I MEAN EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO REBLOGS THIS. UNTIL, SAY, AUGUST 2015. A FULL YEAR. LONG ENOUGH, RIGHT?
LET’S DO THIS THING.
EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO REBLOGS THIS WILL GET THE FOLLOWING IN THEIR INBOX.
- A BRIEF ORIGIN STORY
- A SUPERPOWER OR THREE, MAYBE FOUR DEPENDING
- A SUPERHERO OR VILLAIN NAME
- YOU MIGHT ALSO GET AN ARCHNEMESIS WHO HAS REBLOGGED THIS ALREADY
AND YES I MEAN EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO REBLOGS THIS. UNTIL, SAY, AUGUST 2015. A FULL YEAR. LONG ENOUGH, RIGHT?
LET’S DO THIS THING.
Despite Twilight’s flaws I think we can all appreciate what Rosalie Hale did to her gang of rapists after she became a vampire
tchy:
there is literally no difference between academic scholars discussing their interpretations of a text and a bunch of people yelling YOUR HEADCANON IS WRONG at each other
As a Masters student I can vouch for this.
The difference is citations.
Where were my women who were forced to learn that with great power comes great responsibility? Where were my awkward school girls who were just trying to graduate high school when they found they didn’t need their glasses anymore, but could lift a school bus one-handed? Where were the funny best buddies? It’s not as though we can all be Lara Croft. Yet for a long time, she was all we had: if you were a woman, you had your place, on one end of the spectrum or the other. Why, I still ask every single time the movie is on TV, is it Kick-Ass and not Hit Girl?
Then the recent Marvel films arrived. Pepper Potts came along in her business-wear and skyscraper Louboutins and was unstoppable in her rise to CEO of Stark Industries. Black Widow slunk onto the scene and showed us that we don’t need to choose between sexy and dangerous. Jane Foster, the astrophysicist genius, still blushed when confronted with Thor’s overwhelming good looks, just the way the rest of us would, while Darcy Lewis was as concerned about her iPod as she was about the faceless government organisation behind its theft.
Maria Hill reached the very top of the male-dominated SHIELD organisation, Sif is a fully-fledged goddess of war, and Peggy Carter was a sharp-shooting, red lipstick-wearing female officer at the frontline of WW2. These aren’t the cardboard cut-out women of action movies gone by. They’re more than the girlfriends or relatives or unobtainable dream girls, more than pawns for a hero’s man-pain. They’re definitely more than a gorgeous yet robot-like tomb raider with a penchant for dressing in clothes that are so often inappropriate for the weather.
They’re you, me. The boss you want to be someday, the academic your friend aspires to. The student who just wants to listen to music and have fun. The women who can do battle, run Fortune 500 companies, wield tasers and drive questionably. Girls who can show fear but fight against the bad guys anyway, who flirt just for fun. The brainwashed Russian superspy assassin. (OK, so maybe not that last one. Then again, we do all have that one friend we wonder about.)
”—Marvel’s women are so much more than just eye candy
(via peggyleads)
Where were my women who were forced to learn that with great power comes great responsibility? Where were my awkward school girls who were just trying to graduate high school when they found they didn’t need their glasses anymore, but could lift a school bus one-handed? Where were the funny best buddies? It’s not as though we can all be Lara Croft. Yet for a long time, she was all we had: if you were a woman, you had your place, on one end of the spectrum or the other. Why, I still ask every single time the movie is on TV, is it Kick-Ass and not Hit Girl?
Then the recent Marvel films arrived. Pepper Potts came along in her business-wear and skyscraper Louboutins and was unstoppable in her rise to CEO of Stark Industries. Black Widow slunk onto the scene and showed us that we don’t need to choose between sexy and dangerous. Jane Foster, the astrophysicist genius, still blushed when confronted with Thor’s overwhelming good looks, just the way the rest of us would, while Darcy Lewis was as concerned about her iPod as she was about the faceless government organisation behind its theft.
Maria Hill reached the very top of the male-dominated SHIELD organisation, Sif is a fully-fledged goddess of war, and Peggy Carter was a sharp-shooting, red lipstick-wearing female officer at the frontline of WW2. These aren’t the cardboard cut-out women of action movies gone by. They’re more than the girlfriends or relatives or unobtainable dream girls, more than pawns for a hero’s man-pain. They’re definitely more than a gorgeous yet robot-like tomb raider with a penchant for dressing in clothes that are so often inappropriate for the weather.
They’re you, me. The boss you want to be someday, the academic your friend aspires to. The student who just wants to listen to music and have fun. The women who can do battle, run Fortune 500 companies, wield tasers and drive questionably. Girls who can show fear but fight against the bad guys anyway, who flirt just for fun. The brainwashed Russian superspy assassin. (OK, so maybe not that last one. Then again, we do all have that one friend we wonder about.)
”—Marvel’s women are so much more than just eye candy
(via peggyleads)
4:59 pm: it’s light outside, the sun is just barely setting. you could probably walk to the store and back before it gets too dark. children are playing. it’s kind of nice.
5:00 pm: the sun is gone. it’s been swallowed whole by the embodiment of darkness. death reigns supreme. children are crying. you can’t see your hands in front of your face. this is the end.
Straighten your back and stretch your arms over your head. Take a deep breath. Now cough a few times to rattle things around in your chest. Don’t wear it for more than eight hours if you can help it. Binder safety is very important! Alright, now go ahead and pass this on for someone else who might need it. Thank you!
THIS JUST IN: I CANNOT RECOGNIZE CHRIS PRATT WITHOUT HIS FACIAL HAIR AND IM SCARED
CHRIS PRATT?????????????
