Thanks to the redundancy of language, yxx cxn xndxrstxnd whxt x xm wrxtxng xvxn xf x rxplxcx xll thx vxwxls wxth xn “x” (t gts lttl hrdr f y dn’t vn kn whr th vwls r).
Apparently if you have an anxiety disorder you can go backwards in time.
Are you kidding? I can go back to that exact moment when I was 6 and I said something embarrassing any time I like.
well that’s just painfully accurate
London Comic Con October 2013
Hot fucking DAMN Assassins from all over the world and a shitton of different time periods?!
Rifle Assassin in the third gif could get it so hard.
I need WW2 Assassin to be canon and eventually the subject of a future AC game
Cowboy Assassin is the coolest guy
cowboy assassin can get it.
IDK if you guys saw this yesterday, but the new viral marketing campaign for X-Men: Days of Future Past is a website about Magneto being arrested and charged with the assassination of JFK. It’s a pretty good website, lots of ~serious newspaper-style fanfic about infamous mutant criminal Magneto and whether or not he was wrongfully convicted or whatevs. But the main thing I ended up focusing on is the fact that its title is “The Bent Bullet,” after the fact that Magneto supposedly ~bent the trajectory of the bullet while it was on its way to hitting JFK.
The only problem is, in the UK, “bent” is slightly old-fashioned slang for gay. When the Last Airbender movie came out, half of the British reviews were taken up by the reviewers sniggering at all the characters calling each other “a great bender”, etc. So I’m now just imagining a gay superhero whose name is The Bent Bullet. “STARRING IAN MCKELLEN AS… THE BENT BULLET.”
There’s a possibility their marketing department did not quite think this one through.
This is hard for me to post but I feel like it is important.
I remember hating my face and hating my skin and looking at all the girls around me in middle school and on TV and in ads and feeling like I was a monstrosity in comparison. But I remember the first time I realized women plucked their eyebrows. And wore concealer. And foundation. And powder. I felt like I had been lied to about what women look like. After modeling and realizing when photographers asked for no makeup, they really meant the photo on the right. I started realizing that the photo on the right was what was in skincare ads and posted by people claiming in the caption to be wearing no makeup some of the time. The photo on the right is the bare minimum of what we expect women to look like when they wake up in the morning.
Thought this would be of interest to some people, especially since the topic of how women’s faces in video games, comics, etc being depicted as smooth with no lines (even for facial expressions) has come up before. Also, how often women will be drawn with default eyeliner, eyeshadow, lipstick, etc even if there should be no reason for them to wear it because they have been living in the wild, or they’re warrior women who have expressed no interest in it, or etc…
It’s part of how what women look like in people’s minds is constructed in our society and by our media; that what is supposed to be something we put on to ‘enhance’ appearance end up being part of the default way women are expected to look. Even if the characters are supposed to be “plain” or “practical” in context, they’ll still be drawn as if they’re wearing some base amount of make up, because that’s how we’re conditioned to see women in our imaginations. And stuff like airbrushing, photoshop, and advertisers using made up faces to represent ‘no make up’ can skew how we perceive what the ‘normal’ or ‘average’ woman is supposed to look like.
WHAT KIND OF AD IS THIS
A REALLY EFFECTIVE ONE SAVE THE FROGSSAVE THE GODDAMN FROGS
SAVE THE FROGS HOLY SHIT SAVE THE FROGS
I don’t understand why everyone is so outraged by this photo of an ordinary Australian kitchen
I reblog this every time it comes up on my dashboard, not because it is a “rule” but because every time I see it the love and sincerity on her face hit me all over again and I think everyone deserves to see that.
And THIS is why I adore Catherine Tate. She’s loud and brash but in quieter moments… her soul comes shining through and it makes everything about her so much more beautiful.
It’s things like this that prove to you that what roald dahl says in the twits about nice people being truly beautiful was not a joke.
Motivational Megafauna, they’re extinct but they are proud of you.
I actually attack the concept of happiness. The idea that – I don’t mind people being happy – but the idea that everything we do is part of the pursuit of happiness seems to me a really dangerous idea and has led to a contemporary disease in Western society, which is fear of sadness. It’s a really odd thing that we’re now seeing people saying “write down 3 things that made you happy today before you go to sleep”, and “cheer up” and “happiness is our birthright” and so on. We’re kind of teaching our kids that happiness is the default position – it’s rubbish. Wholeness is what we ought to be striving for and part of that is sadness, disappointment, frustration, failure; all of those things which make us who we are. Happiness and victory and fulfillment are nice little things that also happen to us, but they don’t teach us much. Everyone says we grow through pain and then as soon as they experience pain they say “Quick! Move on! Cheer up!” I’d like just for a year to have a moratorium on the word “happiness” and to replace it with the word “wholeness”. Ask yourself “is this contributing to my wholeness?” and if you’re having a bad day, it is.
This is quote could change someone’s life.
I really like this.
do you ever just think about
queer people have existed in every single part of history
whatever part of history you like best, there were queer people in it
queer people making out in ancient egypt by the pyramids
queer people not fitting into the gender binary under empress wu during the tang dynasty
queer people getting really excited about rainbows in aztec tenochtitlan
queer people, motherfucker
once upon a midnight dreary
as i shuffled, coffee-bleary
over to a starbucks, which was open until four
while i studied, nearly napping
suddenly there came a snapping
as of someone gently rapping— rapping about cheaper stores
‘tis some kanye,’ i muttered, ‘rapping about this cheap store-
only kanye; nothing more.’
and yet still, his strength unsapping
he is rapping! he is rapping!
over coffeeshop intercoms from new york to jersey shore;
and his beats are so strange-seeming
that i think i must be dreaming
and i know that he is scheming to deliver raps galore.
and i ask him now: “who art thou, shopping thrifty, as if poor?”
quoth the rapper – ‘Macklemore!’
i know what i’m doing on the next party night
We play this in band!! I thought it was just a band thing…
#still the best thing in the history of television
this entire week
This entire month.
time to drink some port
I got up at 6 AM to drag my ass to four hours of workshops that wasted all but a half hour of my time and left me too exhausted to fully enjoy my last shadowing day of the semester. I am getting in the shower, and the port’s coming with me.
shower port is incredible
i have no idea if these peeps are joking or not, but suddenly the idea of drinking port in the shower sounds viscerally appealing to me.
It is 2am and I feel like doing this.
But with hard spirits. Gonna be one of those days.