Yet poor Sean Bean is stuck with the reputation for dying in every movie. Unfair.

Give him time, he still has many years of dying yet to come.

Also there’s the question of density vs quantity. If you make a hundred movies and die in 50, and someone else makes 30 movies and dies in 30, the first one has died more, but the second one has died more often per movie.

It’s the DPM ratio that really counts, IMO.

65/402 16% Danny Trejo 60/282 21% Christopher Lee 51/259 20% Lance Henriksen 41/211 19% Vincent Price 41/205 20% Dennis Hopper 41/204 20% Boris Karloff 39/209 19% John Hurt 33/117 28% Sean Bean

I’m so proud of the statistical side of tumblr for coming through on this.

Cast out by your family, disowned by your mom, you are alone in the world. You stumble into the abandoned temple of a Goddess and in your heart, adopt her as your mother. You wake up the next morning to her leaning over you. "Welcome home, my son."

You don't have to like weed but I find people who are vehemently anti-weed but claim to be left leaning infuriating. If you go into a rage because you smelled someone smoking pot, how the fuck do you expect to form community with people addicted to meth? It's easier to say you hate smokers than to say you hate all drug users in leftist spaces because one makes you sound a bit like a square while the other is the writing on the wall. You aren't anti-weed, you're anti-drug user and anyone who uses substances is not safe around you.

Considering recent events over here in the States, this seemed like a good time to bring this back. Over the next four years, expect an increase in discourse around "undesirables." This will include but not be limited to drug addicts.

Also, from someone who works at a smoke/head shop: WAY MORE PEOPLE ARE DRUG USERS THAN YOU THINK. Way more people are addicted to opiates, meth, whippets, cocaine, you name it, than you have been lead to believe, and on top of that, they are often the "normal" or "functional" people you see every day, not just the person tweaking out at the gas stations. Judges, bank tellers, grandmas, teachers, the nice lady who runs your bakery— all of them. You are ALREADY IN COMMUNITY WITH THESE PEOPLE. Start fucking acting like it.

oh. i just found out that the writer of the vincent van gogh doctor who episode wrote it as a tribute to his sister.

dont you hateee when you have to wash your battle jacket to get rid of the smell of weed. i fantasize about calling the cops on you btw and only dont do so because my queer housemates would judge me if i did. i just want to make sure you know that, that i think you should consider yourself lucky that i dont enforce the posthumous will of Ronald Reagan and call a terror force on you for recreational drug use simply because i dislike the smell. i just want to make sure you know how much i really really want to do that. but remember anyone can be punk youre all so hecking valid!

retracts my posting tendril into my body swiftly

after what he did in iraq?

it's hard when you're forced into a situation with an autistic stranger (like, say, waiting for an elevator) where you're both trying to run the "how can I be a chameleon" scam on each other, and both short circuiting. it's like when ai images cannibalize themselves and start distorting into nonsense

often, a work of fiction will present to you a character who is referred to as a man. while it is possible that this character is intended to be read as a man, it's worth noting that many writers employ a literary device known as "secret women." almost every story has at least one secret woman, and the adept reader will be able to identify which characters are actually intended to be women despite the gendered language surrounding them. failure to acknowledge secret women is a failure of reading comprehension, for which one should be sent to the stocks.

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw