iseeavoice:

i was gathering firewood today and i literally found a satyr foot. like here it is

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all that is changed is the little hoof indent that my friend added and some bark peeled off.

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somewhere in the forest there is a goat man made out of a tree and i’ll probably get a wish once i return his leg.

(via dizzy-miss-lizzy)


vgjunk:

Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon R, Super Famicom.

vgjunk:

Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon R, Super Famicom.

(via ohmysailormoon)



    “Roooooxie Hart!”    After she and Lily snuck into a production of Chicago, Roxanne had sequins in her eyes. She wanted to be a rising starlet like her namesake, all pluck and grit, with the world watching her every eye flutter.    (“She’s a murderess.”    ”Shut up, Fred.”)    It was about the glamour. Life at Hogwarts was so drab. The only change of pace was a weekend at Hogsmeade again and everything screamed twelfth-century Britain from the decor to the food to its long-term residents; they were literally stuck in the middle ages. It needed someone—someone better than James or Fred and their lame stunts that were only funny to themselves—to shake out the cobwebs and bring some real razzle dazzle.    Roxanne would end up forming five new Hogwarts clubs by her seventh year, including a thespian troupe and an interior decoration taskforce. But her greatest achievement was from that very first year, when she and Lily snuck into the kitchens and dumped a cup of wormwood into the soup. From Groshawk’s Guide to Herbology: “wormwood imbalance will befuddle a mind’s words quickly, often to musical results.”
    At lunch, the annual flash mob of Hogwarts was born.

    “Roooooxie Hart!
    After she and Lily snuck into a production of Chicago, Roxanne had sequins in her eyes. She wanted to be a rising starlet like her namesake, all pluck and grit, with the world watching her every eye flutter.
    (“She’s a murderess.”
    ”Shut up, Fred.”)
    It was about the glamour. Life at Hogwarts was so drab. The only change of pace was a weekend at Hogsmeade again and everything screamed twelfth-century Britain from the decor to the food to its long-term residents; they were literally stuck in the middle ages. It needed someone—someone better than James or Fred and their lame stunts that were only funny to themselves—to shake out the cobwebs and bring some real razzle dazzle.
    Roxanne would end up forming five new Hogwarts clubs by her seventh year, including a thespian troupe and an interior decoration taskforce. But her greatest achievement was from that very first year, when she and Lily snuck into the kitchens and dumped a cup of wormwood into the soup. From Groshawk’s Guide to Herbology: “wormwood imbalance will befuddle a mind’s words quickly, often to musical results.”
    At lunch, the annual flash mob of Hogwarts was born.


deducecanoe:

I interrupt my frequent unhappy rants about my low self esteem, panic-inducing lifestyle and all the ways fandom craps on itself to bring you ducklings in dresses made of cupcake papers. Ok. You need this. Shut up and accept that you need this.

deducecanoe:

I interrupt my frequent unhappy rants about my low self esteem, panic-inducing lifestyle and all the ways fandom craps on itself to bring you ducklings in dresses made of cupcake papers. Ok. You need this. Shut up and accept that you need this.

(via quantum-sheep)



bright-coat-and-bravado:

shabogangraffiti:

bright-coat-and-bravado:

astudyinawesome:

"Do you think anyone will notice they’re just cardboard cutouts?"
"Look, we’ve already stretched the budget to £10.50, they’ll just have to deal with it."

The broadcast quality and TV standards of the time were so low, it probably wasn’t discernible!

I can honestly say that when I first saw it 1988 or 9, on VHS via an old-style telly, I didn’t notice.

Even now, the only ones where it’s super-obvious are the Daleks rightmost second-from-the-right in the first row, because they obviously don’t have… well, depth. Or heads.
And, of course, does it really matter? The story is still being told clearly. No one watching is going to be confused. All observers know that those cutouts are actually Daleks, not that those Daleks are actually cutouts, if you catch my drift.

bright-coat-and-bravado:

shabogangraffiti:

bright-coat-and-bravado:

astudyinawesome:

"Do you think anyone will notice they’re just cardboard cutouts?"

"Look, we’ve already stretched the budget to £10.50, they’ll just have to deal with it."

The broadcast quality and TV standards of the time were so low, it probably wasn’t discernible!

I can honestly say that when I first saw it 1988 or 9, on VHS via an old-style telly, I didn’t notice.

Even now, the only ones where it’s super-obvious are the Daleks rightmost second-from-the-right in the first row, because they obviously don’t have… well, depth. Or heads.

And, of course, does it really matter? The story is still being told clearly. No one watching is going to be confused. All observers know that those cutouts are actually Daleksnot that those Daleks are actually cutouts, if you catch my drift.

(via fangirlingstolemysanity)


luchtschild:

today’s bioshock infinite doodles - booker playing the guitar, and elizabeth casually giving booker money every time he can’t buy anything at the vending machines (that sounds suspiciously similar to the circus of values)

(via fuckyeah-bioshockinfinite)


White feminists who boycotted Pacific Rim because they believed that Mako Mori is a step back in feminism are one of the reasons why I don’t seek solidarity. White feminists don’t understand how significant the character Mako Mori is. Whenever East Asian women are represented in the media they’re portrayed as submissive, China Dolls, Dragon Ladies, Lotus flowers, and Mako Mori is a BIG ”fuck you” to the Entertainment industry that continues to perpetuate these racist stereotypes. But no, you white feminists HAD to boycott the movie, attempting to convince others to do the same and y’all said absolutely nothing about the White washing of Katniss Everdeen, who is a woman of color, and how they prevented women of color from auditioning for the role.

ANGRY WOMEN OF COLOR UNITED:   (via rowenaravenclaww)

People… boycotted Pacific Rim? because Mako Mori was supposedly unfeminist? That whole movie was Raleigh Beckett’s Mako Mori Appreciation Life. She was the hero. She kicked Raleigh’s ass in hand-to-hand combat and he practically rolled over and begged for belly rubs. I’m just sorry I didn’t go see it in the theatre, ‘cos it turned out to be more awesome than I had imagined.

(via tygermama)

Who the flying fuck boycotted Pacific Rim?!?!?! Over Mako??!?!!

(via unlockaflockofwords)

(via theclashingcolors)


The truth is, everyone likes to look down on someone. If your favorites are all avant-garde writers who throw in Sanskrit and German, you can look down on everyone. If your favorites are all Oprah Book Club books, you can at least look down on mystery readers. Mystery readers have sci-fi readers. Sci-fi can look down on fantasy. And yes, fantasy readers have their own snobbishness. I’ll bet this, though: in a hundred years, people will be writing a lot more dissertations on Harry Potter than on John Updike. Look, Charles Dickens wrote popular fiction. Shakespeare wrote popular fiction - until he wrote his sonnets, desperate to show the literati of his day that he was real artist. Edgar Allan Poe tied himself in knots because no one realized he was a genius. The core of the problem is how we want to define “literature”. The Latin root simply means “letters”. Those letters are either delivered - they connect with an audience - or they don’t. For some, that audience is a few thousand college professors and some critics. For others, its twenty million women desperate for romance in their lives. Those connections happen because the books successfully communicate something real about the human experience. Sure, there are trashy books that do really well, but that’s because there are trashy facets of humanity. What people value in their books - and thus what they count as literature - really tells you more about them than it does about the book.

Brent Weeks (via victoriousvocabulary)

BAM

(via yeahwriters)

(via theclashingcolors)


magicalgirlproject:

A collection of Doremis.
By 1141042

magicalgirlproject:

A collection of Doremis.

By 1141042