Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

fishyfellow:

snorlaxatives:

the-little-engine-that-couldnt:

snorlaxatives:

good morning cruel world

Don’t you mean goodbye?

no i meant good morning. this world may be cruel but i’m still kickin’

This really cheered me up

studyingallnight:

fightostudy:

beauty-and-learning:

saintmosshart:

lampurple:

• Wear jeans/pants that “breathe” and bring a sweater, even if it’s scorching hot out, until you know which building blasts the AC to 60 degrees F and which feels like a sauna
• Backpacks with thick straps are your friend!  Messenger bags are cool and all but if you’re commuting with a lot of stuff, symmetrically styled backpacks are better for your back
• You are your own person and you can walk out whenever you need to or want to, so long as you’re not disrupting the class.  Meaning you can go to the bathroom without permission, take a breather if you’re anxious, answer an important phone call, etc.
• If you don’t like the class on the first day, if you can- DROP THAT CLASS AND TAKE ANOTHER ONE!  It’ll only get worse from there!
• If you can, take a class outside your major; it’s a good break from your expected studies.
• You are in charge of your schedule.  Your adviser and guidance counselor is there to ‘advise and guide’ but if you don’t like certain classes and you can substitute for others, that’s your choice.
• Consequently, if you are changing anything drastic in your plan, talk with your adviser and instructors.
• Pay attention to your credit hours and grades.  Never leave this to the last week of school, you will be sorry and stressed beyond belief!
• Unless it’s a lab book or otherwise specified, go to the class for a week or so before buying an expensive textbook.  Some classes, while having it on their required list, do not actually use the textbook a whole lot and you might find some of it scanned online.  Rent if you can or buy used online (schools actually don’t give discounts).  Use your best judgement on what you think you need.
• Tell the people who go up to you selling or advertising things you are not interested in that you are in a rush to class and don’t have time to listen to them.  It’s less rude and they’ll leave you alone.
• The smaller the class, the better it is to have some sort of acquaintanceship with a couple classmates.  They might save your ass if you are absent one day or need to study.  And talking with them makes the time go by faster without it being so insufferable.
• You don’t need to join a club or sport, but internships are cool and useful!
• If you can afford it, take a day off once or twice each semester if you’re too exhausted.  Just be aware of what you missed and if it was worth missing!
• Your health is the most important, this goes for mental health too!!  Note: College-age/upper teens is when mental disorders like depression and anxiety are most commonly diagnosed.  Most schools have therapy services, especially during exam time.  Look into it if you need to!
• Communicate with your professor if you are having trouble with something.  Anything.
• Eat and stay hydrated.  Bring a water bottle and snack to class.
• All-nighters will happen but never go over 36 hours without sleep.
• It’s going to be hard and there will be times you might think about giving up.  This WILL happen.  You just have to make sure what you’re doing isn’t making you absolutely miserable and/or there is something rewarding and positive to look forward to at the end!

I did none of this and it bit me in the ass every time so this is EXCELLENT ADVICE.

ADDITIONAL ADVICE

Don’t let a mental health day turn into a mental health week because you will be so screwed.

Pay attention to the syllabus and do not lose it. A lot of professors put all of the assignment due dates in there and ONLY in there.

If your school has blackboard or moodle etc. CHECK IT. a lot of professors will only post certain info there and not talk about it in class

Check your student email account weekly. A lot of it will be unimportant junk but sometimes it’s the only way professors will communicate.

Check your student email multiple times DAILY. 

THANK YOU. I’m so glad i have resources like this queued up in my ‘college’ tag bc honestly i was so stressed before

Advice from someone who really fucked up their freshman year:

READINGS ARE NOT OPTIONAL.

I REPEAT. READINGS. ARE. NOT. OPTIONAL.

Put them in your schedule, read BEFORE class. And summarise it. For bonus points, come up with some questions about the text and go introduce yourself to your professor either after class or during office hours, and ask them about it. This will make them much more likely to remember you in a positive light (and possibly bump your grade up if you hit a hard patch.)

Your library will have a copy of your textbook. If you cannot afford to rent it, you can go to the library and borrow it from the front desk for a few hours whenever you need it. It is there for you, okay? 

SO DO YOUR READINGS.

I cannot push this enough: burnout is a thing.  It is brutal and it will take you out at the knees.  If you’re mentally exhausted, really do try to take some time off, even if it’s just a day to yourself.

Coffee will get you far.  Caffeine overdose is a thing and it will fuck you right the hell up, so KNOW THY LIMITS.

alloverthegaf:

alloverthegaf:

It’s Murder time at college so everything’s chaos

A few people have been asking so let me explain

Murder’s a game my college does every year where everyone’s given a plastic knife with someone’s name on it. The knives are shoved under your door at midnight and for the next week you have to try and ‘kill’ the person on your knife. If you kill them, you get their knife and have to kill that person, and so on, until there is one lone survivor. You can’t kill someone in the dining hall or in their room, or if they’re naked. I’m pretty sure the prize is a bottle of vodka.

It gets super intense; some floors unscrew most of their lights to make it harder to find the right person, or keep the fire emergency doors closed with black garbage bags taped up so you can’t even see into the floor. Some people walk around in nothing but a towel so that if someone comes at them they can just drop it and be immune. People walk in groups. Everyone’s suspicious of everyone. Friends are no longer trusted. No one and nowhere is safe.

stability:

I may legally be an adult but don’t be fooled, I have no idea what the hell im doing

pilferingapples:

marauders4evr:

See, the problem with people who aren’t in wheelchairs writing about and/or drawing people who are in (manual) wheelchairs is that the people who aren’t in wheelchairs tend to think that there’s only like four movements that you do in a wheelchair. You can either push forward, push backwards, turn left, or turn right. And the characters do it all while sitting up straight or bending forward so that their noses touch their knees.

But the amount of motions that I go through on a daily basis are actually amazing. And the body language…you could write an entire book on the body language of someone in a wheelchair.

Like right now, I’m more relaxed, so I’m slouching slightly. I’ve got my right foot on its footrest and the left foot on the ground. Every so often, as I stop to think of something to say, I’ll push with my left foot to rock the chair slightly.

But usually, I sit mostly upright with my upper-half slightly leaned forward. When I’m wheeling across the campus, especially if I have somewhere that I need to be, I’ll lean and shift my weight in whichever direction it is that I’m going. It helps make the wheelchair glide that much more smoothly. How far/dramatically I lean depends on how fast I’m going, the terrain, if there’s a turn, etc.

Plus people who don’t use wheelchairs don’t understand the relationship between grabbing the wheels, pushing, and the chair moving. Like I’ve seen things written or have seen people try to use a chair where the character/that person grabs the wheel every single second and never lets go to save their lives. Which isn’t right. The key is to do long, strong, pushes that allow you to move several feet before repeating. I can usually get about ten feet in before I have to push again. It’s kind of like riding a scooter. You don’t always need to push. You push, then ride, then push, then ride, etc.

And because of this, despite what many people think, people in wheelchairs can actually multitask. I’ve carried Starbucks drinks across the campus without spilling a single drop. Because it’s possible to wheel one-handed (despite what most people think), especially when you shift your weight. And if I need to alternate between pushing both wheels, I’ll just swap hands during the ‘glide’ time.

I’ve also noticed that people who don’t use wheelchairs, for some reason, have no idea how to turn a wheelchair. It’s the funniest thing. Like I see it written or, again, have seen people ‘try’ a wheelchair where they’re reaching across their bodies to try to grab one wheel and push or they try to push both wheels at the same time and don’t understand. (For the record, you pull back a wheel and push a wheel. The direction that you’re going is the side that you pull back.)

Back to body language. Again, no idea why most people think that we always sit upright and nothing else. Maybe when I’m in meetings or other formal settings, but most of the time, I do slightly slouch/lean. As for the hands…A lot of writers put the wheelchair user’s hands on the armrests but the truth is, most armrests sit too far back to actually put your hands on. There are times when I’ll put my elbows on the edges of the armrests and will put my hands between my legs. Note: Not on my lap. That’s another thing that writers do but putting your hands in your lap is actually not a natural thing to do when you’re in a wheelchair, due to the angle that you’re sitting and the armrests. Most of the time, I’ll just sort of let my arms loosely fall on either side of the chair, so that my hands are next to my wheels but not grabbing them. That’s another form of body language. I’ve talked to a few people who have done it and I do it myself. If I’m ever anxious or in a situation where I want to leave for one reason or another, I will usually grip my handrims - one hand near the front , one hand near the back. And if I’m really nervous, you’ll find me leaning further and further into the chair, running my hands along the handrims.

Also, on a related subject - a character’s legs should usually be at 90 degree angles, the cushion should come to about their knees, and the armrests should come to about their elbows. You can always tell that an actor is not a wheelchair user when their wheelchair isn’t designed to their dimensions. (Their knees are usually inches away from the seats and are up at an angle, the armrests are too high, etc.) Plus they don’t know how to drive the chair.

Let’s see, what else? Only certain bags can go on the back of the chair without scraping against the wheels, so, no, your teenagers in wheelchairs can’t put their big, stylish, purses on the back. We don’t always use gloves since most gloves actually aren’t that helpful (as stated above, wheeling is a very fluid motion and gloves tend to constrict movements). Height differences are always a thing to remember. If you’re going for the “oh no, my wheelchair is broken” trope, nobody really has ‘flat’ tires anymore thanks to the new material for the wheels but it is possible to have things break off. We use the environment a lot. I always push off of walls or grab onto corners or kick off of the floor etc. Wheelchair parkour should really become a thing. 

This is all of the physical things to think about. I could write a thesis on the emotional treatment of your characters with disabilities. But for now, I think that I’ll stop here. For my followers in wheelchairs, is there anything that I left out?

Also why isn’t wheelchair parkour a thing? Somebody make wheelchair parkour a thing.

This is all REALLY GOOD and I wish something like this would be in more art guidebooks and classes. 

One thing I’d add is that some of the posture stuff here is specific to wheelchair users who have the right chair; a lot of people (hi, past me) have to use chairs that aren’t at all the correct size, and that’s going to change posture, ease of use, etc.  That’s such a broad variable that it’s probably useless to try and cover here, but it’s something to be aware of and research if it seems relevant to a character. 

bustnuttington:

trythefish:

jellyfishdirigible:

proletarianrevenge:

queenribbon:

also if ur like “people who dissociate don’t know they’re dissociating if you know you’re dissociating you’re having a panic attack or a LIAR”

you’re legitimately wrong

a lot of psych textbooks say that im sure but a great deal of people who dissociate often enough can tell during it or in hindsight. if you experience it enough those sensations become easy to read lmao, if you think you’re floating out of your body each time you’ll eventually say “hey I’m floating out of my body so I’m dissociating” like. :/

it’s the same idea as “ppl who hallucinate don’t realize they’re hallucinating!” a lot of us do???? for example it’s kind of easy to tell that the man is a hallucination because seven foot emaciated nose less being with arms to their knees, holes for eyes, and gaping empty mouths don’t exist…like some ppl don’t realize they’re hallucinating but plenty of them do

it’s a very common misconception to believe that ppl who are “crazy” can’t tell they are

Yeah, it’s like this with paranoid delusions. I’ll be utterly convinced that my boyfriend isn’t real and everybody is just playing along with me as I talk to my fake boyfriend, or something like that, but then I’ll consciously realize that the delusion is ridiculous and unreal. It doesn’t make the delusion go away, but it helps me cope with it until I can grab a smoke and calm the fuck down.

Protip: People with mental illnesses are often really fucking competent at dealing with those mental illnesses. They’ve had to do so their entire lives.

it’s all variants on the TOTAL LIE that “crazy people don’t know they’re crazy” which is the dumbest thing I have ever heard, like the corollary is that if you know something’s wrong with you then nothing’s wrong with you? no that’s not how this works.

Actually, a lot of psych books have that patients will know if they’re dissociating. It’s one of the things you ask to see if they’re having a disorder that has dissociation as a root symptom. We ask “have you ever felt like you weren’t real, experienced thinking the world or people around you weren’t real, or experienced that you were outside of your body watching yourself?” A lot is easier if a patient knows they’ve been dissociating. It cuts down diagnostic time and generally gives the psychologist insight.

people act like deliberate dissociation isn’t a well known psychological defense mechanism for people who’ve experienced repeated trauma and learned to control their psychological state to manage it

nativepeopleproblems:

There’s a lot to adhd that most people don’t realize. While attention issues and hyperactivity are well-known, the majority of people don’t know most of the symptoms. Here is a partial list.

-Poor motor skills
-Delayed physical and social development
-having a “multi-track” style of thinking
-Forms of disordered thinking, including blocking, circumstantiality, clanging, derailment, pressure of speech, tangentiality, and more.
-Hyperfocus
-Fidgeting
-Restless leg syndrome
-Forgetfulness
-Poor concept of time passage
-Overactive metabolism
-Sensory processing issues
-Meltdowns
-Inability to understand nonverbal communications
-Obsession with fairness or balance
-Impulsivity
-Poor social awareness
-High emotionality
-General executive dysfunction
-Atypical response to stimulants
-Racing thoughts
-Tactile issues
-Discomfort with a lack of pattern or predictability
-Echolalia
-Easily bored, and finding boredom to be highly upsetting
-Difficulty understanding and following instructions
-Literal-mindedness
-Delays in linguistic development
-Auditory processing issues (lots of us keep subtitles on all the time, or rely on lip reading, and really hate phone calls!)
-Poor short term memory

This is nowhere near an exhaustive list. The reason I’m making this post is so people realize that adhd is a developmental disability that affects every aspect of our lives, and is more than just distractibility or high energy. We’re not just poorly behaved, and in fact, we’re probably trying our best. So please be patient with us. Stop telling us that this isn’t real. Thank you.

browningtons:

anyone else got some mutuals they like lowkey wish they were better friends with 

mushroomdildophan:

cleromancy:

how often on a daily basis do you wonder if you’re One Of Those Annoying People Who Cant Take A Hint and people only respond to you bc they feel obligated

24 hours a day ?

psyche-angel:

1. A suit of armour costs an arm and a leg.

2. There’s nothing more inseparable than a girl and her dog

3. Don’t put dirt on daddy. He has to go to work tomorrow.

words-writ-in-starlight:

wallflower227:

dynamic-ideation:

cutiereferences:

steampoweredcupcake:

jada-the-spoopy-adventurer:

ramblinprose:

unseilie:

fullofbeansandspunk:

everythingbutharleyquinn:

asinheavenasinhell:

thnafu:

• Use the hand you write with.

• Make a fist with your thumb outside, not tucked inside. If it’s tucked inside your fist, when you punch someone, you might break your thumb. The thumb goes across your fingers, not on the side.

• Don’t be like in the movies—don’t aim for the face. Face punches don’t usually stop people, and you can miss when they duck their head or break your hand on their jaw. If you want to get away quickly, or end a fight, aim for the chest, or the ribs. If you really want to do some damage, e.g., you’re being attacked, aim for the throat, which will make it hard for your attacker to breathe for a hot minute.

• When you punch, you want to aim and hit with your first two knuckles. Not the flats of your fingers, and not your ring or pinky knuckles, which can break more easily. You can use your weight, if you’re on your feet, to add wallop, and spring into a punch with your feet and torso.

Useful information, esp. if you haven’t taken self defense.

I reblogged this once before to add this and I’ll do it again…

keep your wrist straight.

You can also risk breaking your wrist if you allow it to bend.  I actually can’t believe this isn’t in there.

Other good pointers:

• if your attacker is male, go for his junk - especially if he’s wearing loose pants. There’s no sportsmanship when it comes to assault so fuck them balls UP
• punching pretty much ANYWHERE in the face is going to actually hurt you a LOT (just think - you’re punching your bones into their bones and ow). If you’re going for the face, my suggestion is to strick upwards with your palm.

see that meaty portion highlighted in red? There’s a lot of muscle and fat right there which makes it excellent for striking. Hold your hand as shown and aim for the nose or chin (though I’ve been told in extreme circumstances, doing this to the nose can be fatal but I’ve never really heard if this is true or not) and just aim upwards

• other delicate areas: 
• the shin (hurts like a bitch if you kick it right - also, you can hit this spot if you’re being held in a choke-hold and if your attacker has to move in order to stop you from kicking him, he’ll have to angle his body so as to expose his stomach and crotch to the wild spastic jabbings of your elbows)

• the solar plexus (either jab while holding your hand in a sort of spear position or use your elbows - unless you’re super strong, your punch probably won’t wind your attacker. Your elbow or a spear hand will, however)

Originally in (most) martial arts, you hit the solar plexus because it supposedly contained an important chakra. Now we know that it actually also contains like a bunch of necessary organs that are exposed just below your ribs and is also (roughly) where your diaphragm lives so getting punched there is not pleasant.

• the clavicle (from experience, getting hit in your clavicle HURTS LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER. If you strike downwards with your knuckles, the person might just cry. Like I did.)

• the ear (this is probably the best place to punch besides the throat. It’s all cartilage so it probably won’t hurt you all that much and most people will be like “DUDE YOU PUNCHED ME IN THE EAR WHAT THE HELL”)
• the kidneys (this is harder to hit without training but if you somehow get your attacker’s back to face you, try to hit’em in the kidneys. Again, from experience, this FUCKING HURTS. You can’t really hit the kidneys from the front with any effect but from the back it is super painful)

• if you’re held in a choke-hold, try turning your head so the forearm isn’t pressed into your throat. If you can position yourself right, you can sort of force your chin into the crook of the elbow, making you able to still receive (limited) oxygen and provide time for you to kick some shins or elbow some spleens and shit

-Also, remember that a guy’s junk is not an off-button. Don’t think that you can rely on a swift kick to the balls to immediately incapacitate him in an emergency. Adrenaline and anger can keep somebody going for a long time even through extreme pain, and if you expect to end a fight with a single groin-attack you might be caught off-guard when he doesn’t drop. Certainly go for it if you get the chance, but keep hitting him until the fight is over.

-Draw blood if you can, especially if you can draw it from the face or the eyes. Blood in the eyes is not just a good way to impair your attacker’s vision, it’s also a really good way to freak them out and let them know that they might be getting more than they bargained for by picking a fight with you.

-Elbows and knees are really powerful weapons. Elbows are very sharp and very strong and if you are in close-range they are often more effective than trying to throw a punch. 

-Yelling and shouting makes you scary. 

Nothing much to add to this, it’s pretty much all there. So. Reblog. Oh, also, it’s really easy to break a nose - go for the eyes too. All it takes to avoid a shot to the throat is tucking your chin.

Also, that part about the ear - don’t punch. An open hand over the ear hurts a lot.

Tumblr teaching me how to fuck a bitch up

Also if you fuck up their face it’ll be easier for police to identify the attacker.

If someone gets you from behind and you cant punch them, go for the underside of the upper-arm. A bad pinch there is legit so painful because that skin is super sensitive.
Also this cant be stressed enough, if the attacker is a guy then fucking rip his junk off.

When throwing a punch:

reblog to save a fuckin life

And try your best to stay off the ground!! Keep a wider stance, bend your knees- do what ever you can to stay balanced

A couple other tips!

Even if your attacker is female, a solid knee or kick to the crotch will hurt.  

Tip for chokeholds: if you can force your chin into the crook of their elbow (like described above), you’re right next to some sensitive tissue.  A hard bite will be unpleasant for you, but REAL PAINFUL for them.

Aim for joints if you can–slamming a kick into the outside of their knee can rip tendons, pop ligaments, and damage bone.  If you have a corner at hand, try to slam their arm across it at the elbow.  Grab a finger if you can and try to snap it at the bottom knuckle–this is also a good trick for pushy guys at bars/parties/whatever–by jerking it back at hard as you possibly can.

Try to use your environment!  This can be hard in the heat of the moment, but trust me, if you can slam their head into a wall or hit them with something heavy, they’re going to need a minute before they can come at you again.  That minute can be unspeakable valuable.

There’s no such thing as a dirty move when you’re fighting to protect yourself: yes, kick that guy in the balls, nail that girl with a headbutt to the nose, kick them while they’re down, bite, scratch, rip out hair, stab your fingers into their eyes.

It is not a crime or a failure to get help.  If you’re being attacked on the street, scream ‘fire’–unfortunately more effective than most other things.  If you’re being attacked in a building, try to break a window or get into a hallway, and then scream.  If you have the option to get someone to back you up, take it.

Nor is it a crime or a failure to run.  If you manage to put your attacker on the ground, or somehow mildly incapacitate them, don’t assume the fight is over.  As someone so astutely pointed out before, adrenaline can work wonders, so they might be able to get up even if you’ve done damage.  If you’re close enough to a crowded area or a locking door to get there fast, sprint.  Your best bet is to either render yourself inaccessible (locking door) or render the witness count unacceptable (crowd). 

If you’re not close to a crowded area or another ‘safe’ location, take the moment when your attacker is incapacitated to kick them as hard as you can.  I’d recommend the back to avoid the risk of them grabbing your ankle and taking you down with them.  Aim for the kidneys (just below the end of the ribs), but barring that, stomp on them.  I’m serious, stomp the shit out of them.  Use your heel, put as much of your weight into it as you can, and try to shatter a hand or break their ribs.  (Warning about stomping someone’s ribs: this may cause complications including fractured ribs, punctured lung, pneumothorax, etc, and those can be lethal, so…like…be aware.  Relatedly, yes, a palm strike to the nose can cause the bone of the nose to damage the brain, causing death and death-like symptoms, but it’s sort of unlikely that you could manage it by accident.)

In the event that your attacker gets you on the ground beneath them: this is the most tactically disastrous position you could be in.  You WANT to be on top, where you have the freedom of movement to punch them in the throat/nose/solar plexus and then get back up.  First, you need to limit your attacker’s movement, which means going against your instinct to escape.  The best way to keep someone limited in this position is to lock your legs around their waist as tightly as you can, just above the hips–the thigh muscles are insanely strong, so they’re unlikely to be able to just shrug you off.  This brings your attacker closer to you, and you can further immobilize them by hooking one arm around their neck if you’re strong enough.  Once you have them trapped like this (having someone locked into this position, with your legs around their waits, is called having them in your guard), you have a degree of control, and they’re too close to punch you.  I recommend (from experience) jamming a thumb into their trachea (windpipe, right at the hollow of their throat).  Alternatively, clap both hands over their ears as hard as you can.  If you’re not lucky, this will be incredibly disorienting and rather painful to boot.  If you ARE lucky, you might blow their eardrum.  Slam your forehead into their nose, try to break it.  Use your close range to try to stab a finger into their eye (like I said, fight dirty).  The ultimate goal is to make your attacker disoriented enough to scramble out from underneath them, roll them so that you’re on top, or get up and beat them to a vertical position.  Anything that will accomplish that goal is fair game.

Aaaaaand that’s what I’ve got off the top of my head for actual combat, if anyone wants tips for avoiding combat in the first place message me.  It’s possible that I might be a little paranoid, but hey…who’s judging.

Oh.  Forgot one thing.  If someone’s pinning you to a wall and you have their face close to your face, take as deep a breath as you possibly can, get close, and scream like a goddamn banshee.  Embrace your inner fire alarm.  Remarkably alarming at close quarters, they’ll probably let you go or at least loosen their grip for long enough to get a good hit in.

slyrider:

pinkmanjesse:

does anyone else get really anxious during the weekends because you’re aware of how poorly you’re spending your free time and you know that there’s something more productive you could be doing, but you just can’t think of anything so you continue to be on the computer

Literally today. It sucks and i hate it

elizascuyler:

ghostpavlikovsky:

dragonretirement:

permets-tu:

a list of my weirdly specific favorite tiny moments from hamilton

• “everyone give it up for america’s favorite fighting frenchman / LAFAYETTE”
• the descending bass notes after “at least i keep his eyes in my life” that lead into “to the groom!” 
• that looooong pause after the second chorus before wait for it EXPLODES 
• “thomas claaaaaaaaims”
• the way the opening builds slowly with the cast snapping
• eliza beatboxing for philip!!!
• “BRRRAH BRRAAAH I AM HERCULES MULLIGAN”
• “we had a spy on the inside that’s right HERCULEEEEES MULLIGAN”
• “you walked in and my heart went (BOOM)”

• the syncopation in “son / i’m notcha son / watch your tone” 
• “don’t modulate the key then not debate with me”
  
• when all the different motiffs collide at the end of non-stop
• what time is it? SHOW TIME!
• the afterbirth of a nation 
• you punched the burser (burr, sir) 
• “we know who’s really doing the planting”
  
• you, you, you, youyouYOU
• jefferson’s deadpan “what”

• shaBOOM goes the cannon
  
• “cuz i will POP chick-a POP these cops till i’m free”
• history has its eyeeeeees ooooooon youuuuuu
• the piano music at the beginning of cabinet battle #1
• burr’s improv “and we fAALL” at the end of wait for it
• everyone ATTACK RETREAT ATTACK RETREAT
• the deep voice in the reynolds pamphlet (“DAMN”)
• you don’t have the votes you don’t have the votes (aha ha ha ha) you’re gonna need congressional approval and you don’t have the votes
  
• laurens’ “the revolution’s imminent, what do you stall for?” vs hamilton’s “what are you waiting for, what do you stall for?”
  
• oh, can i show you what i’m proudest of

• HE’S NEVER GON’ BE PRESIDENT NOW (never gon’ be president now) NEVER GON’ BE PRESIDENT NOW (never gon’ be president now) 
• the harmonies at the end of who lives who dies who tells your story!!!!!!!
  
• this man will not make an orphan of my daughter 
  
• [king george voice] awesome!! wow!!
  
• JEFFERSON or BURR (we know its lose lose) JEFFERSON or BURR (but if u had to chose)
  
• he looked at me like i was stupid, im not stupid
• i think ur pants look hot / laurens i like u a lot 
  
• when they win @ yorktown and the chorus starts singing ‘the world turned upside down’ in the background
• america u great unfinished symphony
• AND WHEN I MEET THOMAS JEFFERSON IMMA COMPEL HIM TO INCLUDE WOMEN IN THE SEQUEL
• we are OUTGUNNED (what?) OUTMANNED (what?) OUTNUMBERED, OUTPLANNED
• the transition from winter’s ball 2 helpless 

nonasuch:

Having grown up in DC, statues of various dead guys on horses are basically background radiation, or they were before I became Hamilton trash and started noticing them again. Now it’s like every time I turn around there’s a Founding Father looking at me like I personally disappointed him, and it’s getting a little unnerving.

Although: as a result, I sort of want to write a magical realism thing where that can really happen. Where if you do something they would have disagreed with strongly enough, the statues climb down off their columns and lumber down Mass Ave to the Russell Building or the Capitol, where they stand on the sidewalk, arms crossed, glaring into the window of whoever’s just introduced legislation that offended them. They don’t speak, or attack anyone, or damage anything– well, they do tend to bump their heads on low-handing streetlights, sometimes, but that doesn’t count. Mostly they just stand there, mournful, accusing, for everyone to see.

Sometimes lawmakers can talk them around, convince them they’re not actually betraying the political ideals of their predecessors. Politicians who are good at this tend to have much, much longer careers than the ones who aren’t. Politicians who piss off the wrong statues seldom get reelected.

George Washington rarely budges, and when he does it’s front-page news, nationwide. Madison’s always been easier to talk around than most. Hamilton spend more time off his plinth than on it, but he cools off fast. Jefferson holds grudges, to the point that hardly anyone worries too much about making him mad. 

It’s not just politicians, either, and they don’t always come to life in anger. Joan of Arc’s bronze horse will shiver to life in Malcolm X Park, sometimes, and carry her off to join protest marches, when she thinks their cause is just. Gandhi walked with Iraq War protestors. The Spirit of American Womanhood, outside Constitution Hall, danced on the day that Roe v. Wade was decided, and when Obergefell vs. Hodge went through, Eleanor Roosevelt taught a clumsy Lindy to Baron von Steuben. 

Lincoln has only risen from his seat once since he was put there in 1922, and that was to nod in solemn approval at LBJ from the White House lawn.

Some cities rarely put up statues, and many have taken theirs down. Paris has a great many artists and writers memorialized, and curiously few politicians. In London, during the Blitz, Nelson shinned down his column to help dig people out of collapsed buildings, until he was broken to pieces himself; he stands atop the column again today, reassembled, but has never moved since. In the last moths of the Soviet Union, a desperate Communist Party had the statues of Moscow chained in place. These days, Monument Avenue in Richmond is punctuated with  a long series of empty plinths and bare columns. 

But DC keeps theirs, and keeps building more.

afloweroutofstone:

autumnal-palinode:

afloweroutofstone:

afloweroutofstone:

“Russia is European” “No, Russia is in Asia”

Have you considered: there is literally nothing justifying Europe and Asia being two different continents in the first place 

You’re right, I forgot that we arranged our continents by mountain ranges, I had to look at my world map again

did you make this just to be petty

Everything I have ever done has had being petty as the goal

e-pluribusunum:

Honestly in the afterlife rn  ghost Alexander Hamilton has probably put a framed photo of Lin-Manuel up and everytime they have their ghost friends over he’s just like “You see this man? He’s a good man. A true America hero.”

cloysterbell:

When your bff verbally confirms the fact that you’re bffs and validates your entire relationship

pickyourheartupoffthefloor:

saidbhinluch:

istehlurvz:

tres13:

ffuwaffuwa:

I only have 4 moods:

• fuck this
• fuck that
• fuck me
• fuck you

I empathize with the above, but I have an additional 4 moods to add:

• fuck yeah
• fuck no
• fuck my life
• fuck everything

and don’t forget the inevitable 

• fuck it

and for those who have just given up

• fuck

this is beautiful

animatedamerican:

spiderine:

s-leary:

unpretty:

unpretty:

“villain attempts to go back in time to kill superman as a small child, gets shot in the face by ma kent, who buries him behind the barn with the others” would probably have niche appeal as a comic but i don’t care, i want it

The first time a man from the future showed up at Martha Kent’s house, Clark Kent was two years old.

According to his birth certificate, anyway. She just kind of accepted that the details were a little fudged. Relativity, and all.

Maybe the stranger would have succeeded in whatever it was he wanted to do, except that he really did just show up. Appeared, like a ghost made flesh, right in the backyard. Clark, thank goodness, was out in the fields with Jonathan. He couldn’t bear to be alone, that boy, and they could never bear to leave him.

Which left Martha free to shoot the ghostly intruder in the face.

Martha had not always considered herself a shoot first, ask questions later sort of a person. But that was before she found a baby in a spaceship where her corn was supposed to be.

They’d switch off, Jonathan and her, who got Clark and who got the shotgun. Martha got the shotgun more often than not. Guns made her husband uncomfortable. She was hardly a fan, but she’d always been a terrible pacifist. Too determined to defend herself.

The sight of all that blood and brain and bone was still nauseating. She compartmentalized, told herself it was no different from slaughtering a cow; didn’t think about riot gear or tear gas or the friends she’d lost or all the things she’d moved away from when her heart couldn’t take it any longer. This was different. This was her son.

She prodded the corpse with her foot. It remained a corpse. A real nasty looking corpse, all big and burly and holding a gun much too large. She didn’t like making assumptions based on appearances, but she didn’t imagine he’d been coming for anything nice. She bent down to search his pockets, found a metal wallet and flipped it open.

Born 2018.

Well, hell. Wasn’t that just a kick in the pants?

Probably she ought to have been a bit more unsettled than she was. But she’d been waiting two years for someone to show up on her doorstep, men in black or UFOs or something. Hell, she’d half expected her sweet little boy to hatch into something worse.

Just because she brought home space babies didn’t mean she was a damn fool.

Jonathan had rejoined her in long strides, was holding Clark in such a way that he couldn’t see the corpse on the ground. “Well, shit,” he said.

“Eyup,” Martha agreed.

“Don’t look government.”

“Nope.”

“We burying him?”

“I’ll bury him,” Martha said, standing up. “You get Clark inside and read him a book or something. I don’t want him seeing any of this, getting him messed up in the head.”

“You sure? Looks heavy.”

“That’s why we have a wheelbarrow. I’ll stick him out behind the barn, might as well keep all our secrets in one place.”

Martha had a long time to think as she dug a time traveler’s grave. There were a lot of reasons someone might travel back in time trying to kill her kid. The first was her instinct as a mother, which was: he was a fucking asshole. Who killed a kid? Fucking assholes, that was who.

Now, it was also possible that her sweet little boy grew up to be some kind of space Hitler. She didn’t think she’d raise that kind of a kid, but she didn’t suppose there was any parent who set out to raise a Hitler.

Still didn’t sit right with her. She didn’t much like the idea of killing baby Hitler, either.

Keep reading

I did not know that I needed 6k of Martha Kent sassing her husband and shooting people in the face, but goddamn, I really did.

This is a fucking brilliant fic.

This is the best thing I have read in AGES.

freckledlightskin:

Napping together is an important part of a relationship

slyrider:

queens-bees:

okay I know that there are terrible terrible people out there but listen

I also know that there are people who stop and smile at tiny plants growing out of sidewalk cracks, people who laugh so loud they snort, people who compliment others randomly, people who take pictures of their friends because they love seeing their friends happy, people who ramble about things that they’re passionate about, people who blush and stutter, people who are kind, people who are warm, people who love and love and love and love.

@words-writ-in-starlight

zaynteam:

also, i want to apologize to people whose messages were ever ignored by me or took me ages to reply to. i have no excuses, i’m just shit at communicating and a lot of time get stuck in my own head, postpone replying and then either forget about it or think that it is too late to reply. i’m sorry if i’ve ever made someone feel bad bc of this - honestly, it’s never personal, it’s just me and my inner problems. i will try harder to work on it. thank you for ever initiating conversations with me ♥

determamfidd:

tobyzieglerintraining:

like yeah sansukh is lotr fanfic but sansukh is lotr fanfic in the same way dante’s inferno is fanfic of the fucking bible

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