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queerhawkeye:

queerhawkeye:

a she-hulk movie paying homage to legally blonde tho 

 #'you can control your rage?' #'what like it's hard?' [x]

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arty 

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sara21h:

فطور رمضان حول العالم

Breakfast Ramadan around the world

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fictionalfix:

imagine the Avengers playing ultimate frisbee

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fistoffight:

Disability Fest: Character Spotlight | Stacker Pentecost

"All I need to be to you and everybody on this dome is a fixed point. The last man standing."

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animatedamerican:

vixyish:

eshusplayground:

And this is why race and ethnicity matter in representation. Without Nimoy’s Jewish identity, we would not have this iconic aspect of an iconic character.

Our culture and experiences enrich our ability to portray even fantastical things, and it’s always important and always crucial to bear in mind.

Something is in both my eyes.

I am so, so deeply torn about this.

Because on the one hand, this is beautiful; the Vulcan salute is a direct contribution that one of my people made to one of the most influential science fiction shows of all time, an iconic gesture that wouldn’t have existed without Leonard Nimoy bringing in a piece of his heritage.  And I am fiercely proud of that.

But on the other hand … that gesture is sacred.  As Nimoy explains in the video above, it’s part of the priestly blessing — one of the very few rituals we still have from the era of the Beit haMikdash (originating even earlier, according to our tradition).  This is a piece of something holy … and it has been, in the most literal sense, profaned.  Turned into something not-holy.  Become universally recognized as something to do with a TV show and its fans, and nothing more.

And because of its relative obscurity — by which I mean, everyday familiarity to a relatively tiny segment of the population, and near-complete obscurity to everybody else — it worked perfectly as a piece of Vulcan tradition.  Because it looked profound and formal and unrecognizable.  Because it looked mysterious and significant.  Because it looked alien.

The shape of the hands on my grandfather’s tombstone, and so many others.  Alien.

I don’t know if I can explain how much that hurts.

Zayde Nimoy, you have my profoundest respect and love, and I will always be glad you gave the Vulcan salute to the world.  And I will always wish you hadn’t done it.

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eatbarberrypieordie:

Photographer: Agata Serge Photography
Model: Luca Hollestelle

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marauders4evr:

You have your mother’s eyes, Harry. Now give them back. She can’t see. It was quite rude of you to take them.

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tripleness:


moony, wormtail, padfoot and prongs +

AU where this is life-size and/or to scale.

tripleness:

moony, wormtail, padfoot and prongs +

AU where this is life-size and/or to scale.

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caladblog:

give me more about sam wilson

talk to me about how he spent three years unlearning hypervigilance only for it all to come roaring back in one afternoon

tell me about the dreams he has with riley falling, with nat falling, with steve falling, and he swoops to catch him but then steve turns into the winter soldier ripping his wings to shreds, rumlow down below beating the shit out of riley’s body, dead and riddled with bullet holes and still begging for mercy, God, please, Sam, please make him stop, tell me about the times he wakes up with the lurch of freefall in his gut

tell me about the nights he can’t sleep because he’s too busy checking the locks in his apartment over and over again, mechanically running through the same motions, because every time he’s just about to drift off there’s a jolt and the needle skips in his head and he has make another circuit of the room he just has to just one more and he’ll be safe, so he gives up and slumps down on his couch and texts natasha because she’s probably off somewhere halfway around the world and she won’t make anything of it like steve would

they chat for a while until she says im coming over and lo & behold, ten minutes later she’s climbing through his window, she’s pulling some fucking??? power tools ?? out of her purse, it’s three-thirty in the morning and she installs brand-new locks on all the points of entry and his bedroom door, and then she sits with him on the couch and runs her fingers over his head and murmurs pretty things to him in Russian until he dozes off

i thought you were in thailand, sam mumbles, mostly asleep. or norway or, like, mars, you didn’t have to,

yeah, nat smiles, i got back a couple hours ago. the jet lag from mars is a bitch, i’m not even tired, don’t worry

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shanellbklyn:

proteinpills:

😬 my skin looks nice

Bae serving looks!

work!

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