Having a crisis bc ch 30 of gof mentions, twice, that frank is an auror but only refers to Alice as his wife. ?! Is this just a plot hole? Ootp confirms Alice was also an auror, right? sunshinedaisieswindmills ?!…
What I really hate about younger people in fandom asking older fangirls why they’re “still” in fandom is that it’s the outcome of a misogynistic lack of representation for older women to be seen as people who have fun and fuck off.We never ask dude fans the same question. We have…
“WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SLICE THEIR PALM TO GET BLOOD. do you know how many nerve endings are in your hand?!?! why don’t they ever cut the back of their arm or their leg or something omfg”—
me everytime a character in a movie has to get a few drops of their blood for some ritual bullshit (via jtoday)
WHILE WE’RE AT IT, why do people try to cross those skinny bridges over lava/chasms/whatever by walking upright. IT’S CALLED CENTER OF GRAVITY. get on your hands and knees and crawl across that thing. HUG IT. SCOOT YOUR BUTT ACROSS. “but i look stupid!” lalalala but we’ll avoid that ~dramatic moment~ where you almost fall over and die because your damn fucking self wanted to look COOL
yes, mr. action hero, I am aware that running dramatically from the baddies at breakneck speed is important, but know what else is important? NOT GETTING SHOT. RUN IN A FUCKING ZIGZAG PATTERN ON THE OFF CHANCE THAT THE MOOKS WERE NOT COACHED IN MARKSMANSHIP BY THE IMPERIAL STORMTROOPERS.
Oh, hey, you there, sneaky hero-type breaking into any place for any reason? WEAR SOME FUCKING GLOVES. They’re called fingerprints, dumbass. You have them and you’re putting them all over the fucking place.
Put two bullets in the hero’s head when you capture them instead of expaining your whole evil plan and then there won’t be time for the side kick to come along and save them and stop you all at once.
When a vehicle is chasing you and can only obvioulsy go forward. (Big city with streets, trains, etc) Don’T RUN FORWARD IN FRONT OF THE THING. TURN IN A DIFFERENT DIRECTION CAUSE i DONT THINK THAT CAR CAN DRIVE TO THE 5TH FLOOR OF A BUILDING
when you are being chased by a crazy chainsaw wielding mass murderer donT RUN INTO THE WOODS BEHIND YOUR HOUSE YOU IDIOT RUN INTO A POPULATED AND WELL-LIGHT AREA. HELL, GO TO THE NEAREST GAS STATION, THEY’RE USUALLY OPEN TILL 2AM AND THERE IS AT LEAST ONE SORRY DUDE THERE TO CALL THE POLICE FOR YOU AND HIDE YOU IN THE STORE ROOM
When I stopped at a crosswalk today this guy pulled up next to me, rolled his window down, and stuck his head out, and at first I was like ‘Oh no street harassment here it comes.’ but then the guy was like “DUDE! LOOK AT THAT HUGE RAINBOW BEHIND YOU.”
The only appropriate thing for a dude to shout at me out a car window.
THE FACT THAT THE AMERICAN PEDIATRIC SOCIETY TOLD AMERICAN SCHOOL SYSTEMS THAT TEENS SHOULD NOT BE UP BEFORE 8:30 AND ONLY 15% OF SCHOOLS LISTENED ANGERS ME SO MUCH
it pisses me off how writing doesn’t get people money unless they’re like jk rowling like writing books should be one of the highest paying jobs in the world that shit is hard
i bet that open heart surgeries are harder
Open heart surgeries can be taught. You can’t teach a person a world that no one else has created.
First off your leading lady is all curvy and snarky.
Second your villain is sarcastic and pissed off all the time.
Then you literally have a chorus of these sassy bitches. Calling Meg out on her shit, “like nah uh girl, we know you’re lying! You got it bad for that boy.”
Then you got the super sassy god of sass, Hermes.
In conclusion, Hercules is one of my favorite and most watched Disney movies.
Trying to prove a point to my ag teacher. Please reblog and your URL will be written in a notebook so I can prove a point
If you have a fresh tattoo and you work in the medical industry, maybe cover that with an antiseptic bandage before coming in. Otherwise, knock yourself the fuck out.
If, after you are finished questioning and experimenting with gender/sexuality, you figure out that you are straight and/or cisgender, that is completely okay. Your time spent figuring yourself out was not wasted or in vain, and you weren’t “faking it” the whole time. You’re just as valid as anyone else.
You’re learning. And that’s the most valid a person can be.
how do I tell all the Salvation Army bell ringers that I really respect the spirit of what they’re doing but their homophobic racist transphobic organization isn’t doing it for me
Asked my mom this. She suggested that you buy the bell ringer a cup of coffee. She’s been doing it that way since before I was born, and people tend to really appreciate it. You can do something for the bell ringer without supporting the organization.
robs trans women actors (who can’t get cis women roles) and gives those roles to cis men who already have an enormous amount of roles and opportunities
reinforces the false idea that trans woman are somehow equivalent or analagous to cis men in costume
like really thats all there is to it. theres nothing you can say that justifies this practice
So I was recruiting for my schools annual blood drive today at lunch. I asked my friend if he would donate and he said, “I can’t, I’m gay.” Since we are good friends we male fun of each other and make jokes at our own expense and I thought he was joking. But no. He was dead fucking serious. And I looked it up to verify.
In the US you are not allowed to donate blood if you are gay, bi, or lesbian.
I honestly have been pissed about this all day.
I FOUND THIS OUT PRETTY YOUNG AND I LITERALLY SHOUTED FOR LIKE AN HOUR BECAUSE I WAS SO PISSED.
Honestly Latinas are so incredibly important. Brown Latinas, Black Latinas, First Generation in the USA Latinas, Latinas who have to translate everything for their parents, fat Latinas, disabled Latinas, Latinas who were only ever told to speak English so they might fit in better, trans Latinas, all Latinas. You’re beautiful.
in 7th grade we had this german teacher who immigrated to america from Germany about 23 years ago and one guy in my class thought it would be funny to ask him “Hey, because you’re german does that make you a Nazi?” and in a very thick german accent he replies “Hey, because you’re a white american boy, does that make you a slaveholder?” and the kid never tried to be funny in that class again
…A young child born deaf in an indigenous North American nation grew up nearly always being able to communicate with her community. She would not be physically segregated. The expectation would be that if she survived the vagaries of life to which all were exposed, she could find and enjoy a partner, and she would eventually grow old as a treasured elder who tickled and guided the children around her. If all were in balance, she would find her gift—perhaps weaving, perhaps gathering particularly delicious herbs—and share that with her community, who would then share their gifts with her. A successful healing ceremony, if one was needed, would balance and resolve whatever unease might have existed—but certainly no one would expect the young girl to hear, for such a result was unnecessary.
Nearly every indigenous-language group used signed communication to some degree, and many nations shared singed languages despite their verbal difference. Europeans documented use of signed language among North American indigenous peoples as early as the sixteenth century, and anthropologists and linguists agree that it was employed long before contact with Europeans. Signed language has been identified within at least forty different language groups. Today, we know about indigenous signed languages because of its continued use by some elders, the anthropological work of scholars such as the Smithsonian’s Garrick Mallery in the late nineteenth century, films made by Hugh L. Scott in 1930 at the Indian Sign Language Council, and the tenacious scholarship and activism of contemporary linguists such as Jeffery E. Davis.
The most widely used signed language spread across an extensive region of the Great Plains, from Canada’s North Saskatchewan River to the Rio Grande, from the Rocky Mountain foothills to the Mississippi-Missouri valley. What is now referred to as Plains Indian Sign Language (PISL) enabled communication across communities regarding trade, in critical political negotiations, and even in courtship. Great Plains used this “signed lingua franca” as Davis has characterized it, within their communities as an alternative to spoken language for ritual or storytelling purposes—and of course as a primary language for deaf people and those around them.
”—A Disability History of America by Kim E. Nielsen, page 4 and 5 (via mustangscullaaay)
