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

bikiniarmorbattledamage:

moonlovingvampire:

jammy-lannistray:

can we take a second to ponder on the fact that a kids movie did lady armor better than the entire film and comic industry

guess who i’m talking about

did you guess? Well you’re fucking WRONG because it’s Susan goddamn Pevensie

They gave her light armor, appropriate for a small archer:chainmail, an arm brace, chest plate, and a light skirt she can easily run around murderizing dudes in the face in

her hair is also only loose in the promo pictures because Susan is fucking busy not dying because her hair was flying into her eyeballs so she braids that shit back

her mail shirt is also loose enough that it doesn’t impede her arm movements it’s almost like she’s dressed for a fight wow

I like the pinks and purples under her bitchin as hell leather armor here, because you don’t have to be masculine to shoot someone in the goddamn face

@bikiniarmorbattledamage look, good armor, on a girl

I feel it’s a worrying statement about the state of media when a movie set in a universe where wardrobes can literally be trans-dimensional portals for the sake of narrative convenience has one of the better examples of making fantasy female armor that is styled around something other than sex appeal.

Because while one could, if really determined, pick out all the points by which this armor is not “really functional” the fact is that it does convey a sense of readiness and being larger than life… without resorting to the usual tropes.

- wincenworks

(Source: merianymerosmartell, via windbladess)

poppypomfrey:

poppypomfrey:

yes but like. don’t imagine james potter and sirius black having a planking contest

#i mean #i’m talkin like punches and jibes being thrown abt james’s quidditch ability #and the somewhat questionable way sirius seems to stay at the top of his fitness game regardless of whether he’s working out or not #(he puts it down to genetics but according to james there’s no way any normal human being can do fifty situps in a row after not having exercised for two years) #and all i’m saying is that remus is sitting idly on the couch reading the prophet or smth and says ‘care to test that theory’ #and sirius is on the floor wearing a shit-eating grin #and he looks back to james #who looks up at moony with a thoughtful expression on his face #’….what did you have in mind?’ #remus closes the newspaper and sighs and rests his elbows on his knees and says ‘planking contest’ #james and sirius are still looking at him when they say ‘planking contest??’ #they look back at each other with identical expressions of malice on their faces and say it in agreement #‘planking contest’ #’oh dear’ ‘oh dear is right pete’ #the shit talking omg #THE SHIT TALKING #’you’re going down old man’ #’says the grandma who hasn’t worked out in fifty eight years’ #’my grandma is very fit thank you’ #’your grandma’s dead’ #’she could whoop your ass from her grave thank you very much potter’ #sirius and james separate to get ready with remus in james’s corner and pete in sirius’s #’ok potter. this is it. the moment you’ve been waiting for your whole life. kick. his. ass.’ #james gets all hyped and starts jogging on the spot and goes off with his towel around his shoulders #remus calls after him at the last second ‘also i bet sirius 20 galleons that you’d win so it’s all down to you potter’ #meanwhile pete and sirius are just sitting in silence and there’s a pout plastered across sirius’s lips bc like. he knows he’s going to win. pete knows it. james knows it. everyone knows it. #remus probably dings a bell really dramatically and sirius stands up and looks back at pete like ‘any last advice?’ #pete fumbles and is kinda like ‘just get in a few good punches i guess??’ #’pete it’s a planking competition not a back-alley fist-fight’ #’right, right’ #they all convene in the common room and james is in an old t-shirt and a pair of workout shorts #sirius is bedecked in some of the most ridiuclous, luridly-coloured pilates gear any of them have ever seen #(i mean, it’s the 70′s after all) #it’s complete with arm-bands and all #none of them choose to comment but remus seems to get a message out to the entire seventh year that sirius black is wearing a sleeveless unitard #a small crowd gathers in the common room #remus is edjudicator as always #a timer is set #there’s a countdown that holds more weight than the 11:59 strike last new year’s eve #they begin and sirius black and james potter lift their butts in the air #and throughout the whole first two mintutes they seem to be able to fire insults back at each other #three minutes in and sirius black is starting to shake #remus as always is providing flawless commentary #’and it seems black is struggling’ #’fuck you lupin’ #’i could have you disqualified for foul language mr black’ #sirius groans #i mean #g r o a n s #’do your worst, lupin’ #three minutes thirty and there’s a small chant growing #coming up to the four minute mark and remus is detecting a tremble in james’s abdomen #sirius crashes #james has been silent for a very long time but then makes a jibe about sirius’s deteriorating form and then he b r e a k s #sirius’s knees buckle and he just bows down #’i’m out. i’m out.’ #’AAAAAND SIRIUS BLACK IS D O N E’ #he has to get up and retreat to the back of the crowd to watch bc like #he’s devo obvs but he’s like. got to be there to support his bro jamie #and to make some remarks on how ‘POTTER KEEP THAT GODDAMN PELVIS IN THE AIR’ #’FUCK YOU BLACK’ #coming up to five mintues and lily evans walks in #and she is like #bereaved #because there’s james #and he’s groaning and his jawline is set he’s covered in sweat #his forearms are braced on the crimson carpet and his corded biceps are flexed and his threadbare, transparent t-shirt is clinging to his back #and the sight of him #his quads straining and his torso #slick and muscled and trembling #is enough for her to have to have to excuse herself and go lock herself in the bathroom for twenty minutes #and she misses the grand finale #of james potter’s knees buckling at six minutes thirty-nine seconds #and he’s covered in sweat and grinning and looking around #and sirius is just slouched against a wall, looking nothing like he was planking to save his life like three minutes ago #he heads over to him #’i still think i look better in workout gear than you do’ #’you wanna bet’ #’SPEAKING OF’ #remus bounds over to them with his brown eyes alight and an expression of glee pasted across his face #’i believe both of you owe me’ #’what the fuck are you on about lupin’ #’i betted each of you that james would win and sirius would loose. so like. you both owe me.’ #’lupin, you little shit’ #they all guffaw and chase each other around the common room #lily emerges from the bathroom with flushed cheeks and takes one look at james and has to disappear again #james disappears to check on evans and take a shower #’…at the same time?’ #’it’s james and lily you tell me’ #basically it’s a riot and james potter is fit as fuck #how did i just mangage to write a 50-page essay on james potter and sirius black having a fucking planking contest

(Source: alrightpotter, via cthulhu-with-a-fez)

hotephoetips:

pettyqueer:

zetsubonna:

metal-queer-solid:

crushwhatsweak:

metal-queer-solid:

crushwhatsweak:

Greece is actually bankrupt up, but American’s just want to bitch about a racist flag and gun control.

5 yard penalty, repeat 1st down.

Football sucks and you can suck me from the back.

Penalties will be assessed on the kickoff.

This meme is completely new to me and I immediately, unironically love it.

fallacy football

this is the best meme

(via hollandlolland)

vintage-jehan:

I feel like the Amis would try to get Enjolras and Grantaire together for ages but literally nothing seems to be working and the schemes get more and more elaborated and then one afternoon Gavroche goes over to where Courfeyrac is not even trying to talk to Enjolras anymore who is too busy staring at R laughing at something Joly said.

And Gavroche flops down onto a chair next to Enjolras and just goes, “You know what your problem is? You’re really just scared shitless.”

And Enjolras stares at him like ‘What did the tiny citizen just say to me?’

And Gavroche casually goes on like, “Y’know, it’s okay to be scared, it’s not a big deal –”

“I’m not scared.”

“Nah, it’s alright–”

“I’m not SCARED.”

“Really? Well, I think if triple dog dared you to go over there and kiss him right now you wouldn’t.”

And Enjolras is just like “YOU THINK? YOU THINK?! WELL I’M NOT GOING TO LET A GODDAMN TEN YEAR OLD TELL ME WHAT TO DO!” and stomps over to Grantaire and kisses him right in the middle of the Musain and when they break apart Grantaire is like, ‘What??’ and Enjolras just whispers ‘I’m not scared’ against his lips and continues kissing him.

Cue to smug Gavroche snatching the cup of hot chocolate from an absolutely shocked Courfeyrac, muttering “amateurs” under his breath.  

(via enjolrarses)