sometimes my hair does shit like this and i loVE
this is the only valentine’s card i will be giving anyone
Rewatchin Thor 2. Tom Hiddleston is my favorite actor!!
CLARA YOU ARE DEAD TO ME.
was this movie even real
idris elba is honestly the most beautiful name i’ve ever heard of any human having. idris elba. it sounds like an angel’s name, or the name of a far-off fantasy city, a utopian place where golden fruits grow on every tree. idris elba. an aesthetically perfect name for an aesthetically perfect man.
Still, to think that such a fabled, erudite student would be gay…
i like how Tamaki’s just like “oh you’re gay? Hale yea lets do this what u like bro we got ‘em all”
Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down to freedom.
Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors.
Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-stained slippers.
Persephone goes adventuring with weapons hidden under her dress.
Persephone climbs into the gaping chasm.
Or, Persephone uses her hands to carve a hole down to hell.
In none of these versions is Persephone’s body violated unless she asks Hades to hold her down with his horse-whips.
Not once does she hold out on eating the pomegranate, instead biting into it eagerly and relishing the juice running down her chin, staining it red.
In some of the stories, Hades never appears and Persephone rules the underworld with a crown of her own making.
In all of them, it is widely known that the name Persephone means Bringer of Destruction.
Red Riding Hood marches from her grandmother’s house with a bloody wolf pelt.
Medusa rights the wrongs that have been done to her.
Eurydice breaks every muscle in her arms climbing out of the land of the dead.
Girls are allowed to think dark thoughts, and be dark things.
Instead of the dragon, it’s the princess with claws and fiery breath
who smashes her way from the confines of her castle
and swallows men whole.
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UNCLE DO U KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS
I CAN FINALLY FULFILL MY DESTINY AS A TRAGIC ANTIHERO
I WILL PROBABLY HATE THE AVATAR BLINDLY DUE TO SOME SAD PERSONAL BEEF FROM MY PAST UNTIL SOMETHING HAPPENS THAT MAKES ME REALIZE I WAS WRONG ALL ALONG GIVING ME A CHANGE OF HEART AFTER WHICH I WILL HAVE DRASTIC CHARACTER GROWTH AND AN ATTRACTIVE NEW HAIRDO TO MATCH
I WILL BE THE SEXUAL AWAKENING FOR PREADOLESCENT CHILDREN EVERYWHERE
FULL SPEED AHEAD
im too old for this shit
"Nope", the anime.
Based on that hilarious text post.
I discovered the writer, Leo Tolstoy, in a muddy ditch that held more blood than rain. One of the soldiers loved his words—and then, so did I. “All, everything, that I understand,” he wrote, “I understand only because I love.” That was so many years ago. But words on a page didn’t teach me that lesson. I learned it on my own. I learned it in trenches with bullets flying overhead; pressed back to back with grizzled starving men who would have laid their lives for mine. I learned it from a ribbon tied around my finger. I learned it from a kick inside my belly. I learned it from death, and hardship, and brief acts of kindness. I learned love from sacrifice. I learned love from living. And no matter where I’ve gone or what I’ve done—all the dark things I do not regret, but will never speak of—that is the one part of me that I have always kept safe. Imus was such a fool. Tolstoy will live forever. Some people do. But that’s not enough. It’s not the length of a life that matters…just the depth of it. The chances we take. The paths we choose. How we go on after our hearts break. Hearts always break. And so we bend with our hearts. And we sway. But in the end…what matters is that we loved…and lived.
Black Widow: The Name of The Rose (2010)