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Pride & Prejudice (2005) dir. Joe Wright

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Netherfield Park in Pride and Prejudice [2005] My dear Mr. Bennet, said his lady to him one day, have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?
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Found my cat.
AUDIBLE GASP WHEN THE CAT CAME OUT
THE WHOLE VIDEO I WAS WONDERING HOW THAT CAT LOOKED AND HOW CUTE THE MEOW WOULD BE AND I WAS NOT DISAPPOINTED.
I havenât seen this post in YEARS and Iâm so glad itâs back on my dash, you guys. <333
I am so happy wtf

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âitâs for some stupid, noble reason, isnât it?â
Hey, do you know that feeling of hitching up a long skirt so you donât fall on your face when walking upstairs, and then you immediately become a wretched yet resolute Jane Austen character? Itâs a universal thing, right?
Itâs like resting a laundry basket against your hip and suddenly youâre a long-suffering peasant woman, wondering if youâll survive the winter.
a shawl wrapped around the shoulders and youâre wandering the moors in a BrĂśnte novel, feeling melancholic
Looking out the window at the rain and youâre a love-stricken newlywed wondering when your husband will return from the war.
Long skirt billowing behind you while to go down the stairs, youâre a proper Lady in a flowing ball gown being introduced at a fancy social function.
Hair blowing in the wind and suddenly youâre hovering on a cliff by the sea, staring out into the waves and praying your merchant husband will return from his voyage across the ocean
Hood up against the rain and wind and youâre a medieval abbess defying the weather and travelling on foot with your people to find a place to establish a new community.
Wiping your hands on your apron and youâre an 18th century kitchen girl rushing to let in the delivery boy you secretly love.
I think next thursday is gonna be the best day of my entire life tbh
reblog for next thursday to be the best day of your life
not risking it
I like how this post didnât threaten me or my mother if I did not reblogâŚvery wholesome. Have a great Thursday
I have a test. Not risking it
Iâd like to put a reminder in this post that all youâre risking is a normal Thursday, and reblogging only gives you internal positive vibes. Itâs a bit unsettling that any post that jokingly gives good luck is always interpreted as having an implicit threat. Your Thursdayâs gonna be great. <3

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i really love our generationâs joke trend of like, very calm but incredibly inflated hyperbole. like nobody says âoh sheâs prettyâ anymore we say âi would willingly let her murder meâ and everyone is just like âlol sameâ
i think âsameâ is also great and âme,â i love when somebody reblogs a picture of like, a lizard, and just says âmeâ and we all know exactly what they mean. the current online Humor Discourse is remarkable because we trade exclusively in metaphors and implications and nobody ever, ever says anything outright and yet EVERYBODY understands each other perfectly
#ppl are gonna write their dissertations on this shit (x)
// @antlered-kitten
This reminds me of the time when I was on vacation with my family and we were hiking, and after using a rest stop, the conversation turned to the grossness of outhouses and port-a-potties, and I said that if I ever got splashback from a port-a-potty, âmy soul would depart my body.â My parents found that hilarious, and my dad commented that my generation can be so clever with words bc he would only think to say something like âIt would be disgustingâ which doesnât convey the sentiment nearly as well as âmy soul would depart my body.â
Adjacent but relevant is Tia Baheriâs âYour Ability to Can Even: A Defense of Internet Linguisticsâ
I find this so intriguing because it opens up so many possibilities for future writers to connect with their readers.
Does that mean weâre literally âDarmok and Jaladâ-ing language? We speak in stories and references and memes, never saying whatâs actually going on, just making reference to other things.
Yes.
Isnât it beautiful.Â
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A/N: SO the pirate jily Iâve been talking about for a loong time. Or perhaps not that long, but it feels like it. Thank you @petalstofish for telling me to write this I love u. And thank you @elanev91 for talking me down when I had written 3500 words and panicked. Last but not least, thank you @munarloth for reading it over and telling me what to fix.
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The briny smell of the seas follows travelers from the docks through the small port city of Hogsmeade, salt and sweat and freedom carried on the breeze that makes this a favored stop for those who struggle to find a taste for land. Â Still, the ground always feels oddly solid beneath beat up leather boots after a months-long voyage being buoyed by waves made predictable by years of life at sea.
The Captain of the Harpy drops over the side and onto the gangplank, fighting the urge to cling to the shipâs side and refuse to leave her familiar walls, and strides down the wave-beaten docks toward the bustling market.
As far as safety goes for pirates, Hogsmeade is relatively high on the list. Â A small enough little village that the already disinterested and ill-prioritized Crown canât be bothered to do more than correspond with the mayor and his rag-tag militia made up of shopkeepers and herdsmen. Â Couple that reality with the surprisingly lively trade, plenty of ale to go around, and multiple cozy inns with warm beds and warmer stew, and youâve got an easy-going pirateâs dream.
In truth, most uncompromising pirates would prefer a brothel or coffers more ripe for the picking, but the crew of the Harpy was particularly selected for their low blood lust and high intolerance for injustice. Â All in all, they were as close as you could get to âgoodâ when you technically worked outside the confines of the law. Â Still, they kept to a code often flaunted by others of their ilk when it suited, and truly did attempt a life that would do Robin Hood and his Merry Men proud.
Even so, it was always a risk to make landfall, to stop pushing forward, to risk the possibility that law enforcers â however corrupt they may be â could catch up with you. Â But risks are a must, and a thrill, in all honesty, in the life of a pirate and the Captain has never backed down for want of a bit of courage.
Brim low over the brow, the Captain tosses a few coins toward the harbormaster who conveniently âforgetsâ their arrivals and departures each time with a little motivation.
A few trusted men stay behind to guard the ship, some preferring so and others with promises from shipmates to share duties and frivolities alike. Â After a stern order to keep a low profile, the Captain strides off toward the usual errands â foodstuffs, supplies for repairs and upkeep, and a few morsels and small casks for private indulgences.
Once the expected spoils are purchased, the Captain heads for a favored shop and takes a deep breath before pushing the newly painted crimson door â the shade not dissimilar to the hair atop a certain pirate captainâs head â and entering with a brassy clang of the overhead bell and a renewed grip on the well worn tapestry bag. Â Without looking up, the Captain plops the bag on the waxy wooden counter and slips the clasp open, only realizing the unexpected company when a manâs voice drawls, âLong time no see, Evans.â
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Three years into the water crisis
And nobody gives a sh*t
i only heard about this 2 months ago. its been 3 years????
Remember this started because Snyder switched Flint from a freshwater mountain lake to the polluted Flint River simply to allow his wifeâs company to use the lake for bottling instead. This is a manufactured crisis of corruption and capitalism.
Also remember that the pipes corroded because they refused to pay for the chemical used to make the water less acidic.
Remember that when the first E. coli outbreak from the water popped up, the city hall was given water coolers by the state, free of charge, all while denying that the water could be unsafe to drink.
Remember that, despite having a huge budget surplus and a ârainy day fund,â set aside that could easily cover the cost of relocating the residents by buying their houses/paying their debt, or could cover a large chunk of the cost of replacing the pipes, the state has decided to continue to only put in the minimal amount of effort.
Remember that flint is majority POC, majority impoverished, and is still being faced with crippling water bills from the Detroit water supply company, where they are often charged $50 a month just to use the service, on top of the cost of their water bill.
Remember that there will now be an entire generation of children who will now be damaged by lead poisoning and damage from the multitude of neurotoxins.
Remember that this is what privatized natural resources looks like. Remember that these people are being punished for having the audacity to dare to be poor in an economy that wonât let them be anything but.
At every level, this has not been a mistake.
The State and City are most upset that people know its happening and are resisting nation-wide.
But if we lose focus they lose even the small amount of aid theyâve managed to get.
This is how they do it. Itâs a siege on the public empathy. Eventually we become numb to the problem and despair. Or something bigger happens.
Then its business as usual again.
Donât forget Flint
Cellulite is a female secondary sex characteristic and should be celebrated as a rite of womanhood, not despised or eradicated.
itâs really a secondary sex characteristic?!Â
It is. It has to do with the way our bodies network fat. Female bodies create sort of a mesh network to support fat (female bodies are MUCH more hardy in times of stress) and it can present as delightfully lumpy. More than 90% of women have visible cellulite, but all women store fat in this manner.
why did no one tell me this?!
You know why :/
Spread this. I only just started to see mine and I started to freak out a bit. More people should/need to know about this
Hereâs an illustration of the aforementioned difference in fat storage.
Menâs lattice pattern collagen threads holds subcutaneous fat in a way that, when the skin expands because of the fat storage, it expands evenly. Womenâs âpocketsâ expand unevenly when we accumulate fat, creating that orange peel effect. Our storage pattern means we can healthily store more fat than men. Like a woman with 25% body fat is average, a man with 25% body fat is chubby. Because of that, like OP said, women are hardier in times of stress or famine. Itâs also one of the reasons why our bodies can survive pregnancy, which is a massive energy demand on our system.
And thereâs absolutely NO âtreatmentâ for cellulite that will work. They are all bullshit designed to separate you from your hard-earned cash. Itâs a secondary sex characteristic, itâs perfectly normal and itâs not going away no matter what you do. Like Iâm very lean myself and I work out 5~6 times a week, and I still have cellulite. Someone giving a woman shit for having cellulite is akin to giving her shit for having skin. Itâs just a mixture of misogyny and corporate greed.
Love your lumpy skin, ladies. It means you are a badass surviving machine shaped by millenia of evolution.
I did not know this, and I pride myself on knowing shit like this.

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So I used to have a Russian friend who had a pretty thick accent and like a lot of Russians tended to eschew articles. She would say things like âGet in car.â And stuff.
Well one day this asshole who had been kind of tagging along with us asks her why she talks like that because it makes her sound dumb and I still remember her response word for word.
âMe? Dumb? Maybe in America you have to say get in THE car because you are so stupid that people might just get in random car, but in Russia we donât need to say that. We just fucking know because we are not stupid.â
One time I was proof reading a paper for a Russian student. As I was correcting her paper with her, the many mistakes in her grammar started weighing on her. I asked her what was wrong, and she said, almost sobbing,
âIn Russian I am so intelligent and clear. In English I am like [an] idiotâ
Respect to anyone trying to master a foreign language. I get so sad thinking about that student.
She had a way of seeing the beauty in others even, and perhaps most especially, when that person couldnât see it in themselves.