assbutt-in-the-garrison:

bloodwort:

frusturbation:

janefondle:

xpsycho:

eatimitationcrab:

setbabiesonfire:

Sgt. Thomas McVicar of the Jersey City Police Department shot 22 year old Kwadir Felton, leaving him blind, after Kwadir pulled a gun on him, he claims. Kwadir Felton denied the accusation, stating that he doesn’t even carry guns.

"I don’t understand!" Felton yelled at a police officer before his mother was removed from the courtroom. "You didn’t have to shoot me in the head for no reason! You trying to charge me with something I didn’t do!"

Sign the Change.org petition and get this story out there.

SIGN THE PETITION. Still at least 1,000 signatures needed. SIGNAL BOOST THIS or i will judge you.

This post has 140k notes, yet the change.org petition only has 44k. Sign the damn petition! 

This broke my fucking heart.

hey this needs about 16k more signatures

SIGNAL BOOST

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thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

malindalo:

As I said last night on twitter: To everyone who thinks it’s bizarre or shocking or scary to write lesbians into fantasy novels: do it anyway. It is awesome is what it is.
To clarify because this is tumblr and now I have more than 140 characters, what I mean is every so often I see someone blogging or tumblring or tweeting about how difficult they find the concept of writing about lesbians is, especially in speculative fiction. And by difficult I mean they really want to — maybe they’re lesbians themselves — but they’ve been conditioned by the mainstream to believe that (1) lesbians don’t exist in fantasy so if you put them in there it will be “bizarre”; (2) putting lesbians in fantasy will shock mainstream readers and thus the story/novel won’t sell so it’s not worth the time to write it*; (3) writing lesbians is scary because there are so few of them in SFF what if you get it wrong/it’s frightening to write something you desperately want to see/myriad other writerly fears based on marginalization.
So that explanation went on longer than I anticipated. There are lots of fears. They can stop you. But I hope you’ll push through them to the other side, which is full of awesome lesbians in fantasy! (And every other genre, I might add.)
* This was my biggest fear before I wrote Ash.

EVERY STORY EVER IS IMPROVED 100% BY ADDING FABULOUS LESBIANS TO IT OKAY
A STORY WITHOUT LESBIANS IS A STORY THAT I AM NOT GONNA BUY, GIVE ME FABULOUS QUEER LADIES <3

thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

malindalo:

As I said last night on twitter: To everyone who thinks it’s bizarre or shocking or scary to write lesbians into fantasy novels: do it anyway. It is awesome is what it is.

To clarify because this is tumblr and now I have more than 140 characters, what I mean is every so often I see someone blogging or tumblring or tweeting about how difficult they find the concept of writing about lesbians is, especially in speculative fiction. And by difficult I mean they really want to — maybe they’re lesbians themselves — but they’ve been conditioned by the mainstream to believe that (1) lesbians don’t exist in fantasy so if you put them in there it will be “bizarre”; (2) putting lesbians in fantasy will shock mainstream readers and thus the story/novel won’t sell so it’s not worth the time to write it*; (3) writing lesbians is scary because there are so few of them in SFF what if you get it wrong/it’s frightening to write something you desperately want to see/myriad other writerly fears based on marginalization.

So that explanation went on longer than I anticipated. There are lots of fears. They can stop you. But I hope you’ll push through them to the other side, which is full of awesome lesbians in fantasy! (And every other genre, I might add.)

* This was my biggest fear before I wrote Ash.

EVERY STORY EVER IS IMPROVED 100% BY ADDING FABULOUS LESBIANS TO IT OKAY

A STORY WITHOUT LESBIANS IS A STORY THAT I AM NOT GONNA BUY, GIVE ME FABULOUS QUEER LADIES <3

t-high-la420:

t-high-la420:

i…………FOUND IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


ITS CONTEXT? 
KIRK WORRYING THAT HE OBJECTIFIES WOMEN. PLEASE TAKE A MOMENT AND REALLY SOAK THIS IN. 

t-high-la420:

t-high-la420:

i…………FOUND IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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ITS CONTEXT? 

KIRK WORRYING THAT HE OBJECTIFIES WOMEN. PLEASE TAKE A MOMENT AND REALLY SOAK THIS IN. 

jtai21:

🍹🍸cocktail hour🍸🍹

misshorrorshow-of-midgard:

Ladies, gents and non-binaries: Stephen Fry, man who possesses the most common sense of any human on earth.

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the-dementor-in-the-tardis:

ichiruki4evs:

shipperqueen93:

thestraggletag:

Now You See Me Opening Scene

BUT THAT WAS ACTUALLY THE CARD WE ALL PICKED RIGHT

HOW DID THEY DO THAT

HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT.

I’m done, internet. Just… done.


I just showed this to my best friend and she flipped her shit. “HOW DID HE KNOW THAT WAS THE CARD!!”

but how

the card flick pauses on the seven a second longer than the rest

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youngblackandvegan:

black excellence

youngblackandvegan:

black excellence

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Olivia + Ella

requested by lovefringe2

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did-you-kno:

The Caesar Salad didn’t originate in Italy, but Tijuana, Mexico.  It is not named after Julius Caesar but the restaurant owner, Caesar Cardini.
Source

did-you-kno:

The Caesar Salad didn’t originate in Italy, but Tijuana, Mexico.  It is not named after Julius Caesar but the restaurant owner, Caesar Cardini.

Source

piper-mclean-rp:

deckatalent:

quezycoatl:

flutterbye-5:

You see these fuckers? They’re my pointe shoes. Now, I don’t know how much you guys know about ballet, but pointe is a style of ballet where the dancer dances on their toes. There’s a wooden box like thing on the tips, and is flat on the front, which makes us able to dance on our toes like we do. It’s called the box or platform. These shoes need to be the perfect size, otherwise the dancer can easily seriously hurt themselves. If the shoes are too small, their toes could break, but if they’re too big, they could snap their ankles. No two pairs of shoes are the same, so you can’t borrow anyone else’s. They need to be yours because otherwise the shoes won’t fit with your foot and how you dance. 
These shoes range from 50-85 dollars, depending on where you get them and what they’re made out of. They’re stiff as a board when you first get them, so you need to break them in. Breaking them in takes months. You have to dance in stiff, hard boxes until the shank and vamp finally takes to your foot. You will bleed. Some people actually cry because the pain of breaking the shoes in is so bad. Once they’re finally broken in, dancing in them is wonderful, even if it still hurts a little. But when they’re broken in, they only last a few more months until they fall apart completely. Then you need to get a new pair and break those in. 
In order to dance on these shoes, you need the proper cushioning for your toes, whether it be cotton, a soft gel slip over your toes, or wool. Your toenails need to be as short as you can make them, so that your nail can’t splinter and dig into your skin as you go up. Sometimes it happens anyway. Before a dancer can even consider dancing on the floor away from the bar, they need to practice for months, perfecting their balance, the set of their core, where their shoulders need to be, and how to go up. 
Going up is key to staying safe while dancing pointe. If you go up wrong, theres a 95% chance you will hurt yourself. To go up, you need to roll up from your heels to the tips of your toes, flat, and with precision. If you hop up, you’ll break your ankle. If you roll the wrong way, you’ll break your ankle. It literally needs to be perfect. Before leaving the bar, you need to be able to balance for about sixty seconds, to assure your instructor and yourself that you will be save doing forte turns and pirouettes, as well as gran-jete, glissade, leaps, and even waltzes. 
The next step is grace. You can’t blunder across the stage. You need to glide, flowing from each step to the other. The dance needs to look like a single step, moving continuously from each pose to another. Fingers need to be extended, necks elongated, shoulders down, chin up, stomach and butt tense and in, legs and back straight and toes pointed and turned out. The dance must always continue, even if you hurt yourself. If you can still move, you can still dance. If you’re bleeding in your shoe, there is no stopping and fixing it. You finish the dance and when it’s over you patch yourself up in the dressing room and continue on with your next dance if you have one. If you fall, you make it look like it was supposed to be in the dance. Your facial expressions and body need to reflect the music, so if you have a melancholy song, you must look forlorn, and depict it through your body and eyes, as well as the set of your mouth. Same as if your number was happy and upbeat, you need to reflect that. 
There are two major styles of ballet: Russian and Italian. An ideal ballerina knows both forms, and can tell the difference between the two. A dancer must follow the song with it’s beat as well, and the tempo can go from counts of four to sixteenth counts. 
Pointe dancers sometimes need to put resin on their shoes so that they don’t slip and risk breaking an arm, or even their neck. But if you put too much resin on, your shoes will stick, and you’ll fall while trying to turn. 
In conclusion, DANCE IS A FUCKING SPORT, OKAY? ESPECIALLY BALLET. WE RISK OURSELVES EVERY PRACTICE AND SHOW, SO DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING TELL ME THAT WHAT I DO ISN’T A SPORT. I PRACTICE FOR HOURS, JUST AS EVERY OTHER PERSON WHO PLAYS SOCCER OR FOOTBALL OR LACROSSE. I GET HURT AND I FALL AND I GET BRUISED AND I BREAK THINGS, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE WHO PLAYS ALL THOSE OTHER FUCKING SPORTS. 
DANCE.
IS.
A.
SPORT.
So kindly fuck off if you think otherwise. 

Ballet is the most hardcore thing ever. People are all like “Oh football players are so tough!” Pbbbbt. Ballet dancers can dance through pain that would make a football player cry like a bitch.

This is true guys I attended a professional russian ballet school for 10 years of my life it’s so fucking true


Someone said it

piper-mclean-rp:

deckatalent:

quezycoatl:

flutterbye-5:

You see these fuckers? They’re my pointe shoes. Now, I don’t know how much you guys know about ballet, but pointe is a style of ballet where the dancer dances on their toes. There’s a wooden box like thing on the tips, and is flat on the front, which makes us able to dance on our toes like we do. It’s called the box or platform. These shoes need to be the perfect size, otherwise the dancer can easily seriously hurt themselves. If the shoes are too small, their toes could break, but if they’re too big, they could snap their ankles. No two pairs of shoes are the same, so you can’t borrow anyone else’s. They need to be yours because otherwise the shoes won’t fit with your foot and how you dance. 

These shoes range from 50-85 dollars, depending on where you get them and what they’re made out of. They’re stiff as a board when you first get them, so you need to break them in. Breaking them in takes months. You have to dance in stiff, hard boxes until the shank and vamp finally takes to your foot. You will bleed. Some people actually cry because the pain of breaking the shoes in is so bad. Once they’re finally broken in, dancing in them is wonderful, even if it still hurts a little. But when they’re broken in, they only last a few more months until they fall apart completely. Then you need to get a new pair and break those in. 

In order to dance on these shoes, you need the proper cushioning for your toes, whether it be cotton, a soft gel slip over your toes, or wool. Your toenails need to be as short as you can make them, so that your nail can’t splinter and dig into your skin as you go up. Sometimes it happens anyway. Before a dancer can even consider dancing on the floor away from the bar, they need to practice for months, perfecting their balance, the set of their core, where their shoulders need to be, and how to go up. 

Going up is key to staying safe while dancing pointe. If you go up wrong, theres a 95% chance you will hurt yourself. To go up, you need to roll up from your heels to the tips of your toes, flat, and with precision. If you hop up, you’ll break your ankle. If you roll the wrong way, you’ll break your ankle. It literally needs to be perfect. Before leaving the bar, you need to be able to balance for about sixty seconds, to assure your instructor and yourself that you will be save doing forte turns and pirouettes, as well as gran-jete, glissade, leaps, and even waltzes. 

The next step is grace. You can’t blunder across the stage. You need to glide, flowing from each step to the other. The dance needs to look like a single step, moving continuously from each pose to another. Fingers need to be extended, necks elongated, shoulders down, chin up, stomach and butt tense and in, legs and back straight and toes pointed and turned out. The dance must always continue, even if you hurt yourself. If you can still move, you can still dance. If you’re bleeding in your shoe, there is no stopping and fixing it. You finish the dance and when it’s over you patch yourself up in the dressing room and continue on with your next dance if you have one. If you fall, you make it look like it was supposed to be in the dance. Your facial expressions and body need to reflect the music, so if you have a melancholy song, you must look forlorn, and depict it through your body and eyes, as well as the set of your mouth. Same as if your number was happy and upbeat, you need to reflect that. 

There are two major styles of ballet: Russian and Italian. An ideal ballerina knows both forms, and can tell the difference between the two. A dancer must follow the song with it’s beat as well, and the tempo can go from counts of four to sixteenth counts. 

Pointe dancers sometimes need to put resin on their shoes so that they don’t slip and risk breaking an arm, or even their neck. But if you put too much resin on, your shoes will stick, and you’ll fall while trying to turn. 

In conclusion, DANCE IS A FUCKING SPORT, OKAY? ESPECIALLY BALLET. WE RISK OURSELVES EVERY PRACTICE AND SHOW, SO DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING TELL ME THAT WHAT I DO ISN’T A SPORT. I PRACTICE FOR HOURS, JUST AS EVERY OTHER PERSON WHO PLAYS SOCCER OR FOOTBALL OR LACROSSE. I GET HURT AND I FALL AND I GET BRUISED AND I BREAK THINGS, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE WHO PLAYS ALL THOSE OTHER FUCKING SPORTS. 

DANCE.

IS.

A.

SPORT.

So kindly fuck off if you think otherwise. 

Ballet is the most hardcore thing ever. People are all like “Oh football players are so tough!” Pbbbbt. Ballet dancers can dance through pain that would make a football player cry like a bitch.

This is true guys I attended a professional russian ballet school for 10 years of my life it’s so fucking true

Someone said it

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urulokid:

tico-taco-ra-ra-ra:

urulokid:

jellybaby74:

urulokid:

zionicbond:

urulokid:

chibitamichan:

urulokid:

Yeah I’m totally elsa kids come on over

I can’t breathe, this is so friggin cute

Like you don’t understand okay I was trapped for an hour on the second floor of the con with hundreds of children and their parents because everyone thought I was Elsa

Am I the only one who thinks she looks like the khaleesi like The mother of dragons?

I was cosplaying dany I was mistaken for Elsa and wound up at a nine yr old girls birthday party this was the best day of my life

I thought she was Kalesi…

YES I WAS COSPLAYING KHALEESI

I WAS HOWEVER MISTAKEN ON AN ENORMOUS SCALE FOR ELSA OF ARENDELLE BY HUNDREDS OF SMALL CHILDREN AND THEIR MOTHERS

well you didnt have to use caps lock…

I AM DAENERYS STORMBORN, THE UNBURNT, OF THE HOUSE TARGARYEN, FIRST OF MY NAME; QUEEN OF MEEREEN; QUEEN OF THE ANDALS, THE RHYNAR, AND THE FIRST MEN; LADY REGNANT OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS, PROTECTOR OF THE REALM, KHALEESI OF THE GREAT GRASS SEA, BREAKER OF CHAINS, AND MOTHER OF DRAGONS 

AND I WILL USE CAPS LOCK IF I SO PLEASE

blue-author:

minimoonstar:

xeppeli:

street—trash:

mitochondria-eve:

UM EXCUSE ME THOS E ARE FUCKING PIXELS HOW

Seize the Day was a calendar program made by in 1994 by Buena Vista software. It features graphics that at the time, were revolutionary because of the way they handled color cycling. These images were static bitmaps, but by changing color values, they appear animated. What is also impressive about these images is that they had full day night cycles built in, rendered also through color cycling.
A few years ago, a html5 version was made. A copy was uncovered online and there is a way to use the program through DOSbox. As well, one of the original programmers for the project, Iam Gilman, has thought of the idea of remaking it, open sourced, for modern machines.

thanks for writing a more elaborate explanation. i’ve seen these pictures be spread like wildfire without mention of the technology behind it.

Oh, I remember the html5 version from a while back.

Wow, if this were captioned at the top with a big black box that just says, “Screensavers From 1994”, everybody who actually remembers the first half of the 90s would be even more astonished by these. That is amazing.

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http://sinking-your-ships.tumblr.com/post/92010522484/thursdayplaid-clumsyoctopus-flower-language

thursdayplaid:

clumsyoctopus:

flower language has always been an intense source of disappointment for me

like, they all mean really generic things like “love” or “forever” or “i’m sorry”

i thought you could combine flowers

like you could just send someone a bouquet and from the…

(Source: cephalodogs)

batmanisagatewaydrug:

madameatomicbomb:

kaleyed:

Everyone should watch Sky High for the sheer fact that there is a character whose mother is a superhero and father is a super villain and the kid’s name is Warren Peace. 

Warren Peace, man. 

He also looks like this, if that helps at all

image

This movie is ridiculously underrated and the fact that they didn’t get to make it a four-part series like they had planned is a tragedy 

krisarchasm:

mistressofpie:

A super girly and peppy blonde girl who wears bright pink dresses and skirts everyday is best friends with a quiet goth girl who of course sports all black clothing and big lace up boots. Someone jokes and yells to them “Hey look, a fairy and a vampire!” The blonde turns around and flashes a fanged grin and says “She’s human actually.”

This has been done before, I’m sure.