Miniature Minister of Sinister Stuff

Im not quite sure what i'm doing here...

iluvatardis:

polyamorousmisanthrope:

valkyriestrikeofthelashatterdome:

gotterdammerungs:

                             (x)

And then in the future, everything changes. He’s been through it all, of course-watched humanity rediscover the heavens above them, watched them begin to wonder what’s out there. He cheered with the rest of the world when they landed on the moon, cheered as if he’d found Isla de la Muerta all over again, because there was something new. New treasure, a new horizon. But then they stop going, stop exploring, and he goes back to riding tankers across the rising seas. So he’s surprised when one day he wakes up from a night with his bottle of rum (his truest companion), and hears that there’s colonies on Mars now, and they need ships to supply them. He spends the next decade crafting new identities, learning all he can to qualify for the job, and after several tries (and even more faked deaths-this immortality thing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be in the age of the inerasable digital self) he gets it. The ships go nearly constantly now, the needs of the terraforming project creating an unbroken line of vessels from Mars to Earth and back again. “Show me that horizon,” he whispers to himself, his personal prayer of thanksgiving, each time they leave orbit, because the worlds, the stars are in motion and it’s never the same, with nearly three years for a round trip the ports are always different, even if they keep the old names. And finally one trip something goes wrong with the reactor, they’re too low on power and have to deploy the backups, and Jack (Lucky Jack, they call him, for he survives too many things he shouldn’t but science has yet to accept that maybe some things weren’t old wives’ tales after all) goes out for the spacewalk to bring up the solar panels. And as they rise, geometric patterns black against the sun’s glare, he’s struck by a powerful sense of déjà vu, because it’s all here-wind and sails, a ship beneath his feet and stars above his head, horizon in all directions. He wonders, for a moment, if the reason he’s still here is because the universe wanted a witness, to mourn the end of one age of exploration, and rejoice in the birth of the next.

Thank you for writing this. It made me cry, but oh I am so relieved to see the yearning for the stars.

That shouldn’t have given me as many feels as it did… 

(Source: jamesfrancos, via insanity-by-proxy)

kaonashizen:

bleu:

look , i literally can’t stress how cute this deleted parks and rec scene is and im about to lose my fucking shit.

Im in love with Chris Pratt

(Source: bleu, via kieranmonroe)

artthingy:

Alternate color versions.

Enjoy ;)

I need make out fics of all of these.
1) First Time
2) Lazy Sundays
3) Puppy Jokes
4) Near Death Experience
5) First Time They Say “I Love You”

(via kieranmonroe)

discoboob:

angelclark:

99-Year-Old Lady Sews A Dress A Day For Children In Need 

Lillian Weber, a 99-year-old good Samaritan from Iowa, has spent the last few years sewing a dress a day for the Little Dresses For Africa charity, a Christian organization that distributes dresses to children in need in Africa and elsewhere.

Weber’s goal is to make 1,000 dresses by the time she turns 100 on May 6th. So far, she’s made more than 840. Though she says she could make two a day, she only makes one – but each single dress she makes per day is personalized with careful stitchwork. She hopes that each little girl who receives her dress can take pride in her new garment.

this lady must live forever

(via caleb-denecour)

cherry-babe:

mystuffstuff:

sarcasticallyfabulous:

johnnysjetpack:

miso-soup-gyny:

anti-feminism-pro-equality:

What if this had been reverse? What if the girl dumped him and then he smashed all of her CDS or her cellphone and laptop? How would society react? By calling him abusive and controlling.
See, female on male abuse is seen as funny or comical. you see those commercials with the wife throwing the boyfriends stuff out the window. IF the genders were reversed, everyone would see it and call it out for what it really is…abuse.
Abuse is not funny in any way shape or form.
This is why we don’t need feminism.

This mother fucker also owes him a fuckton of money.

thats more than 600$ worth of games!
that’s a fucking felony, theft and destruction of property. call the law on the psycho bitch!

"This is why we don’t need feminism."
Actually, it’s why we DO need feminism. Because feminism isn’t about making women superior and putting men on the bottom. Feminism IS about making everyone equal. The “comedy” behind male abuse is a result of the patriarchy, which is exactly what feminism is trying to destroy. The patriarchy mocks weakness in men, so when men get abused, it’s not taken seriously. It’s a joke, it’s funny, it’s no big deal. “You’re a man, suck it up.”
That’s not what feminists want. If you think that’s what we want, then you you’re not talking to the right feminists. It’s about equality, NOT just reversing the roles, understand?
It’s not okay to abuse women, it’s not okay to abuse men, it’s not okay to abuse ANYONE. That’s the fucking point. The point isn’t “whaa it’s time for women to get to be mean you need to lean your place”. The point is gender inequality is stupid and unhelpful to everyone.
So if you don’t like the way men are treated, don’t hate on feminists. Join them. We don’t like it either.

Thank you.

THANK YOU.

cherry-babe:

mystuffstuff:

sarcasticallyfabulous:

johnnysjetpack:

miso-soup-gyny:

anti-feminism-pro-equality:

What if this had been reverse? What if the girl dumped him and then he smashed all of her CDS or her cellphone and laptop? How would society react? By calling him abusive and controlling.

See, female on male abuse is seen as funny or comical. you see those commercials with the wife throwing the boyfriends stuff out the window. IF the genders were reversed, everyone would see it and call it out for what it really is…abuse.

Abuse is not funny in any way shape or form.

This is why we don’t need feminism.

This mother fucker also owes him a fuckton of money.

thats more than 600$ worth of games!

that’s a fucking felony, theft and destruction of property. call the law on the psycho bitch!

"This is why we don’t need feminism."

Actually, it’s why we DO need feminism. Because feminism isn’t about making women superior and putting men on the bottom. Feminism IS about making everyone equal. The “comedy” behind male abuse is a result of the patriarchy, which is exactly what feminism is trying to destroy. The patriarchy mocks weakness in men, so when men get abused, it’s not taken seriously. It’s a joke, it’s funny, it’s no big deal. “You’re a man, suck it up.”

That’s not what feminists want. If you think that’s what we want, then you you’re not talking to the right feminists. It’s about equality, NOT just reversing the roles, understand?

It’s not okay to abuse women, it’s not okay to abuse men, it’s not okay to abuse ANYONE. That’s the fucking point. The point isn’t “whaa it’s time for women to get to be mean you need to lean your place”. The point is gender inequality is stupid and unhelpful to everyone.

So if you don’t like the way men are treated, don’t hate on feminists. Join them. We don’t like it either.

Thank you.

THANK YOU.

(via caleb-denecour)

trilliath:

coolator:

the turkey swiss on rye incident

This just looks like an awesome Destiel prompt to me, except Dean would be under the impression that the sandwich belonged to Sam or someone, and instead of the conclusion happening like the last two picks, the adventure would involve Cas getting Charlie to discover Dean as the culprit and instead of leaving a note, a very irate, stormy-eyed vice-president of the company Castiel would march over to Dean’s cubicle and then…

Well naturally he’d fire a very confused Dean Winchester.

Except then he discovers there may be a small mutiny on his hands at the company, because as it turns out, not only is dean well-liked, he’s rather essential to his department. So he’s ready to go hat-in hand and offer Dean his job back, but things are worse than he anticipated.

Dean, confidence in his value to others ever-precarious, has thrown in the towel on the entirety of the city-life and dream-job thing. He’s disappeared back to his home town to go back to working for the father who always vocally proclaimed his belief that Dean wouldn’t last the year out there with his fantasy-land design job with the big-wigs instead of keeping his hands dirty with honest auto-mechanic work. John had said he’d hold his job open for him since he’d never be able to afford those loan repayments once he “inevitably” lost his fancy job. So it’s up to Castiel to find him, even if he must deal with the perplexing customs of the midwest in order to learn Dean’s whereabouts, and convince him to return.

But while he might be stunned that the VP of the entire company had come to un-fire him, Dean Winchester is not going to surrender that easily. Even if the VP is annoyingly and distractingly attractive as he fumbles around the tiny midwest town.

jessicachastains:

twofishies:

lightspeedsound:

all-the-fangirl-feels:

#remember how this movie took female stereotypes and crushed them into a million pieces

casual reminder that Elle Woods scored a 179 on the LSAT, which is one point shy of a perfect score.

Casual reminder that Whatshisface here had family connections and was a legacy and shit, whereas Elle Woods came out of nowhere.

casual reminder that Elle Woods actually had an amazing background in real life issues that people dismissed as unimportant but managed to not only learn the law, but learned how to apply the law.

Casual reminder that Elle Woods used her lawyer skills to save a woman from an abusive relationship and also save another woman from trumped up murder charges and basically what I’m saying is you go, girl, go get ‘em Elle Woods, thank you for this movie.

what’s fantastic about this movie is that it’s not that fucked up brand of feminism where the girls who arent like other girls and sip tea and read hemingway look down on the blonde party sluts. the message of the movie is like, you can be blonde and attractive AND enjoy stuff like shopping and partying and you can still be smart and kick ass!!!

(Source: fifthharmony, via kieranmonroe)