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people give twilight a lot of shit but its depiction of stupid teenaged boys is unparalleled
Paul rudd is so amazing!!!!!
Iâve never seen this actual video
while my prof was setting up for his lectureâŚÂ
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excuse me while I reblog this for the 36th time
he didnt manage the world domination thing and that makes me sad
Pusheen is married?!?
PUSHEEN HAS BABIES?!?!?

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i think that the "i do not control the ____" memes are generally tame and do not lend enough credence to the genuine absurdity of the original line that is
*has video game open* hm i dont feel like playing this right now actually *closes it* man i wish i was playing video game right now *opens it again* hm i dont feel like playing this right now actually *closes it
i canât believe superwholock existed as one the largest fandom(s) on this website. there hasnât been a trace of it on my dashboard in years. No mention, no whisper. a ghost. i still follow people who reblogged it. i myself reblogged it. and yet here we are, not daring to ever mention it. im risking my life making this po
For those new to this site, âSuperwholockâ was the crossover fandom for the overlap of three of the biggest individual fandoms on tumblr - soup, the Finnish municipality of Perho, and Enlightenment philosopher John Locke.
you can tell me that soulmates donât exist but eleanor and chidi found each other and helped one another and fell in love each and every single time so fucking fight me because if that isnât what a soulmates is than i donât know what isÂ
*petting my cat* please cure my depression cat: *prrbhbphr* me: thanks
Fun fact!!
Cats donât only purr because theyâre content! When theyâre sick, or when a kitten/companion is sick, they purr to help heal faster. So if youâre feeling down and your cat friend comes up to purr on you, itâs because they sense somethingâs up and they want to help you feel better!
Imagine beeing an animal that literally has a build in âcomfort my loved onesâ function and still have people think you are an asshole by nature.
My mom has an asshole cat. Heâs pushy, standoffish, demanding, hates to be pet, wonât sit on laps, grumbles and bites other cats. All the typical asshole cat stuff. (Yes, heâs healthy and has regular check-ups; heâs just a dick.)
I got really sick while house-sitting for my mom last winter. My nose and ears sealed up completely, my chest was congested, my throat cracked, my eyes swelled up and I couldnât really sleep because my airways kept closing the second Iâd lie down. Iâd just lie on the couch on a mound of pillows and periodically fall in and out of a daze.
After about three days of this, I snapped alert all of a sudden in the wee hours of morning, choking, unable to inflate my lungs all the way.
My momâs asshole cat was huddled down on all fours smack in the middle of my chest, looking horrifically uncomfortable with the situation, PURRING and PURRING like a damn chainsaw.
He cracked an eye to glare at me when I moved to pet him. This doesnât make us friends, he said.
âGood kitty,â I croaked, rubbing his cheek with one finger. âNice kitty. Good boy.â
You stink, he said. You disgust me.
Then he brushed off my finger, shut his eye, hunkered tighter, and kept purring. I fell asleep. I donât know exactly how long he was there, but it was at least a solid hour.
Even asshole cats will cast heal on you.

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the fact that tangled has a perfect set-up for major miscommunication between rapunzel and eugene to be the final emotional climax of the movie (âwhyâd you leave meâ) but instead sidesteps that in favor of a beautiful battle between the two of them in which they try to out-sacrifice each other because they love and understand each other that much. the fact that they each try to save the other using the best means theyâve got at their disposal, the ones theyâve used their whole lives: rapunzel bargaining with mother gothel and promising away pieces of herself- this time all of herself- in exchange for his safety, Eugene pulling one final scam and trick when he feigns tenderly touching her face so he can actually cut off all her hair and set her free. the fact that Eugeneâs plan works but as a result he dies, Flynn dies. (he told us this at the beginning, âthis is the story of how I diedâ but remember- itâs a fun story.) The fact that the swashbuckling rogue and trickster and thief Flynn DIES so that rapunzel, the girl who never got to have a life, can LIVE. The fact that after one final successful trick Flynn dies so Eugene, little lost orphan boy, can rise again in his final and only role as a good man and as rapunzelâs husband- all of these make tangled the masterpiece it is. in this essay I will
OP whereâs the essaaaaay
What unites Eugene and Rapunzel, what forms the basis of their connection, is not just their lonely, isolated, unloved childhoods but the mechanisms they each used and still use to try to fill the voids in their lives. And those mechanisms boil down to- keeping busy, whatever the cost. Rapunzelâs opening song is literally a montage of her desperate attempts to fill an otherwise empty day (and empty life) and Eugene steals for the riches, sure, but mostly for the adventure, the thrill, the chase. The motion and color of it and the ways in which it is the opposite of boredom, the opposite of emptiness.Â
They are both resourceful and determined, used to doing the best they can with what they have, and as a result they encounter each other and decide to team up. Practicality, not romance, is what drives them together and what keeps them together for much of the movie.
Their methods of filling voids with whatever scheme they can concoct, the skills theyâve both gained from their past experiences, become the means they use to achieve their shared goal: get Rapunzel to the city to watch the floating lights and return her safely home. The scrapes and (mis)adventures they get into on their way are not just filler or fluff; they are opportunities to highlight the natural teamwork they have, the ways in which they complement and complete each other and so help each other: Rapunzel solves the run-in with the group of thugs/misfits with vulnerability and openness; together, they escape from the guards and avoid drowning.Â
Already this is an improvement on their previous work, their previous âbusinessâ. It has more warmth, it has more success, it has more color. But thatâs not all. Alongside their adventures, they start to talk to each other. Confide in each other. Nothing huge or dramatic. When he tells her his name he follows it with the dryly delivered âsomeone might as well knowâ. And when he asks about the situation at home, his voice is gentle and kind but not full of depth of feeling just yet. But itâs real, honest connection about their pasts and so contains within it the articulation of their emptiness. Itâs the realest relationship either of them have ever had. Itâs far realer than anything their past endeavors have ever brought them.
When they reach the lights, Rapunzel realizes this and it comes out in her words expressing her fears and worries about the lights. Understandably, sheâs scared finally seeing the lights wonât be enough. But then, and hereâs the beautiful thing, sheâs scared that it will be. âAnd what if it is,â she says, tears in her eyes and voice. âWhat then?â This is the moment in which Rapunzel recognizes that she really has never filled the void in her life, the place where real love and human connection should be, and that the lights wonât do it either. Chasing the lights was her noblest effort yet, a beautiful and real and a valid dream, but still not enough. because the lights are not a person and the lights canât love her back.Â
Eugeneâs answer to this is hopeful- thereâs always another dream to chase. But he still doesnât really have an answer for her. He doesnât really understand.
Until they see the lights.Â
Until they see the lights together.Â
Their golden glow and beauty is enchanting, itâs everything she dreamed it would be. And then, itâs more.Â
And itâs more because when she turns around, right at the end of the first verse, she sees him. Holding her dream in her hands, watching her watch it, experiencing it with her.Â
Thatâs when she knows.Â
She hands him the satchel and he knows he knows too.Â
He knows that there is no new dream, no better dream, than her, than a real life of love with the person in front of him.Â
After the lights happens everything I said in the original post. Theyâre torn apart and beautifully, magically, unexpectedly Mother Gothelâs ploy to sow discord between them doesnât work. Rapunzel sees through Mother Gothelâs lie to see the truth of everything, including his reasons for leaving, and when he shows up there is no reproach or misunderstanding to clear away. Like I said in my original post, they understand each other now.Â
And like I said in the post above, Rapunzelâs bargaining for his life and Eugeneâs cutting off of her hair are the means they use to set the other free. And ultimately Eugene wins. He dies and his death, the first time she truly experiences loss, opens her up to a fuller understanding of and use of her magic and her healing. He is restored to her and they live (truly) happily ever after.
But my point with all of this is, the heart of the story and its own specific magic, is that their skills and habits and means- whatever the word we want to use is- garnered by each of their efforts to fill their life with meaning finally fulfilled their true purpose, finally made them happy. Because they stopped being the end goal of their lives and became the means to their true purpose- the life and love they have with each other.Â
Hereâs the thing about the air nomads.
I introduced a friend to ATLA a few nights ago, and they had only known two things about the entire show: the cabbage meme, and that Aang apparently wants to ride every large and dangerous animal he can possibly find. We got through the first five or so episodes, and my friend noted that Aang is exactly what a 12-year-old would be like if given godlike powers, and that this is literally just what he could do with airbending. He canât even wield any of the other elements, and heâs one of the most powerful people on the planet, because heâs an airbender.
And that got me thinking.
This snippet from Bitter Work is one of the few pieces of concrete information we get about the airbenders, at least in ATLA. Iroh is explaining to Zuko how all four of the elements connect to the world and to each other.
Fire is the element of power, of desire and will, of ambition and the ability to see it through. Power is crucial to the world; without it, thereâs no drive, no momentum, no push. But fire can easily grow out of control and become dangerous; it can become unpredictable, unless it is nurtured and watched and structured.
Earth is the element of substance, persistence, and enduring. Earth is strong, consistent, and blunt. It can construct things with a sense of permanence; a house, a town, a walled city. But earth is also stubborn; itâs liable to get stuck, dig in, and stay put even when itâs best to move on.
Water is the element of change, of adaptation, of movement. Water is incredibly powerful both as a liquid and a solid; it will flow and redirect. But it also will change, even when you donât want it to; ice will melt, liquid will evaporate. A life dedicated to change necessarily involves constant movement, never putting down roots, never letting yourself become too comfortable.
We see only a few flashbacks to Aangâs life in the temples, and we get a sense of who he was and what kind of upbringing he had.
This is a preteen with the power to fucking fly. Heâs got no fear of falling, and a much reduced fear of death. Thereâs a reason why the sages avoid telling the new avatar their status until they turn sixteen; could you imagine a firebender, at twelve years old, learning that they were going to be the most powerful person in the whole world? Depending on that child, that could go so badly.
But the thing about Aang, and the thing about the Air Nomads, is that they were part of the world too. They contributed to the balance, and then they were all but wiped out by Sozin. What was lost, there? Was it freedom? Yes, but I think thereâs something else too, and itâs just yet another piece of the utter brilliance of the worldbuilding of ATLA.
To recap: we have power to push us forward; we have stability to keep us strong; we have change to keep us moving.
And then we have this guy.
The air nomads brought fun to the world. They brought a very literal sense of lightheartedness.
Sozin saw this as a weakness. I think a lot of the world did, in ATLA. Why do the Air Nomads bother, right? Theyâre just up there in their temples, playing games, baking pies in order to throw them as a gag. As Iroh said above, they had pretty great senses of humour, and they didnât take themselves too seriously.
But thatâs a huge part of having a world of balance and peace.
Itâs not just about power, or might, or the ability to adapt. You can have all of those, but you also need fun. You need the ability to be vulnerable, to have no ambitions beyond just having a good day. You need to be able to embrace silliness, to nurture play, to have that space where a very specific kind of emotional growth can occur. Fun makes a hard life a little easier. Fun makes your own mortality a little less frightening to grasp. Fun is the spaces in between, that canât be measured by money or military might. Fun is what nurtures imagination, allows you to see a situation in a whole new light, to find new solutions to problems previously considered impossible.
Fun is what makes a stranger into a friend, rather than an enemy.
Fun helps you see past your differences.
Fun is what fuels curiosity and openmindedness.
Fun is the first thing to die in a war.
OP went and ended hard with the last line.
love me some enemies to friends to lovers trope
This photo means a lot to me. And Iâll tell you why.Â
Natalie Portman, as we know, was shut out of Marvel. She chose not to sign any new contract not just because of the way her character was treated (though there is that) but because Thor: The Dark World was slated to be the first Marvel movie directed by a woman, her friend (and eventual Wonder Woman director) Patty Jenkins. Portman hadnât planned on being in The Dark World, but lept at the chance to be a part of feminist history and to be directed in what would have beenJenkinâs first film since her 2003 Oscar-winning Monster. Portman signed a new contract with Marvel. They fired Jenkins soon after. Portman was crushed because she essentially had been duped into a contract for a film that would keep her away from her young son and force her back into a one-dimensional role under yet another male director. And we all remember how awful that movie was.Â
When it came time for the third Thor movie, they tried to get Portman under contract again. And she said no. Marvel decided to spin the story to make it seem like it was all their idea. At first, they went for the lame and nonsensical:Â
When Marvel Studios President Kevin Feige was asked about why she wouldnât be in the third film, and said there were âmany reasons, many of which are in the film, so you will see thatâ continuing with âThere are only a couple of scenes on Earth in this movie. The majority, 95 percent of the movie, takes place in the cosmos.â (x)
Seeing as The Dark World also took place in space, this answer didnât have a lot of credibility. When Portman said she was âdoneâ with the Marvel Universe, Feige got vicious in interviews, telling reporters that Valkyrie was in Ragnorak to be better than Jane Foster and a better match for Thor.Â
âWe wanted Thor to encounter somebody that was near his equal and that his relationship with Jane may have evolved in unexpected ways in between The Dark World and Ragnarok, and we wanted to pit him against a character who was much more his equal and in many ways his superior.â (x)
Feige implies that A) Valkyrie was in Ragnorak to be a romantic interest for Thor, B) Valkyrie is better and more powerful than Jane Foster, and C) Jane Foster was always Thorâs inferior.Â
Whatâs ridiculous is that Ragnorak had a âsorry Jane dumped youâ throwaway line to explain Portmanâs absence. And instead of saying that Jane and Thor broke up in interviews, a line that does not spoil literally anything about the film, Feige chose to attack Janeâs strength and capability, which would have been a very special dig at Portman.Â
Do you want to know what none of this sounds like? Taika Waititiâs opinion. Waititi is a master storyteller who does not sacrifice his feminist views for laughs. You can bet that Feigeâs ridiculous slams on Portman and her character Janeâ disguised as âpromotionâ for WAITITIâS FILMâ would have troubled him immensely. This is a man with a MÄori father, who had to use his motherâs maiden nameâ Cohenâ for earlier work because an indigenous last name kept him away from opportunity. This man does NOT fuck around with entertainment that gets its power off of sexism and inequality. He knows from experience just how infuriating it is when it comes to directors missing out on opportunities because they arenât a white man.Â
So how does he fix this? How does he fix the idea that Jane Foster canât go to space, or that sheâs not powerful enough for Thor, the god of thunder?Â
He makes her Thor.Â
Waititi saw Portman / Jane Fosterâs name dragged through the mud by Kevin Feige in order to promote his movie, and when he got hired to direct again, he decided to right those wrongs. This picture means everything. He is on his knee, handing her Thorâs hammer, essentially saying, you will never have to go through that shit with me. With me, youâre a god. And the expression on her face, after Marvel attempted to break her, doesnât need words.Â
What a photo. What a film. What a man.Â
And I donât care what Fandom says about Taikaâs approach to Thor, he made the best Thor movie and saved the character from Oblivion. Canât wait to see Love and Thunder.
Just to reiterate: Natalie Portman is JEWISH. Folks need to stop complaining about âanother white womanâ and do their research. âNeta-Lee Hershlagâ wasnât going to go over well in Hollywood, but âNatalie Portmanâ passes with flying colors.
Rick Riordan finally snapped and released emails he sent to The Lightning Thief movie makersâŚ.
I canât stop laughing
And he was right we HATED ITÂ

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guys: fight each other all the time
girls: support each other and share hand cream
Lol no. Girls are bitches to each other more often than not. If it isnât to your face itâs behind your back.
maybe they are mean to you only. everybody in my group is supportive and we share hand cream.
My world changed forever when I stopped looking at other women through the lenses that society had given me.
I learned how easy it is to ask a stranger for a pad.
I learned to share my lotion.
I learned how quick women are to compliment.
I learned how easy it is to make a girl smile.
I learned how to find good sales - hint: compliment an item and you learn where it was purchased and if it was on sale.
I learned how to see fear on a face across a bar.
I learned how to step in.
I learned how to ask for help with my eyes.
I learned about bathroom friendships and how deep they can feel for their short lived lives.
I learned how to signal complex thoughts and ideas through straw placement and head tilting.
I learned how to feel safe and make others feel safe.
Girls are so good.
The world is seriously a better place now that I enjoy the presence of other women. I havenât had a single catty incident since I stopped hanging out with exclusively dudes and not-like-other-girls.Â
I am like other girls and other girls are wonderful. You can never have too many sisters.Â
Iâm so glad I learned to love women.
Same. It changed my life. It saved me.
also no one can tell me that boys donât bitch about each other behind their backs because iâve seen it so many times so everyone needs to stop with this âboys just fight face to faceâ retoric because itâs bullllllllshit
They convince us we are catty bitches going to fight with each other because they are afraid of female solidarity.
âMen are rational, women cause dramaâ
âHave you seenâŚ?â
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