“Fantasy is escapist, and that is its glory. If a soldier is imprisioned by the enemy, don’t we consider it his duty to escape?…If we value the freedom of mind and soul, if we’re partisans of liberty, then it’s our plain duty to escape, and to take as many people with us as we can!”

insanitybreach:

See this is actually a really neat look at how history works.

Who writes the history books?

The survivors.

Who survives?

The victors.

bemusedlybespectacled:

emilyenrose:

fozmeadows:

scienceofsarcasm:

Evening Post: August 12, 1899.
"She immediately alighted, caught hold of the astonished youth, and gave him a sound thrashing, using her fists in a scientific fashion…”

I would love to know what this means.

I think that might be code for “punched him in the balls with devastating accuracy”.

I think the sport of boxing was (is?) often referred to as a science! In the older sense of ‘something that requires expert knowledge’. So if she thrashed him in scientific fashion, it implies that she had some expert knowledge of how to punch people, possibly learned from someone with some formal training!

NOTED FOR HER ATHLETIC POWERS is probably the coolest thing to be noted for tbh

whisperingwordsofwisdom:

freyja87:

get-it-wednesday:





aw shit get it wednesday

HA! I almost forgot to reblog this today 

Every Wednesday from now on. 

Its wednesday yo


Just because it’s wednesday and i’m watching Addams family Values

Wednesday

whisperingwordsofwisdom:

freyja87:

get-it-wednesday:

aw shit get it wednesday

HA! I almost forgot to reblog this today 

Every Wednesday from now on. 

Its wednesday yo

Just because it’s wednesday and i’m watching Addams family Values

Wednesday

portmanteaurian:

between the headache and lack of appetite it’s time to play my favourite game, “is this a physical manifestation of depression or am i getting sick?”

oh my god I play that game so much

this week it’s “is this a physical manifestation of depression, the lingering remnants of the cold I had last week, or pms”

I think the answer might be “yes”

casyougracelessass:

deancasotp:

Some gems from the #AskSupernatural tag 

Oh i liked the “it’s 2014 why everyone is straight or dead” and also “it’s ok to see dean lust for a female dog but shamefull for destiel to ever happen” i’m so gratefull that they came up with #askspn

centrumlumina:

This is part of the 2014 AO3 ship stats. For a guide to what each column means, click here.

This list shows the 100 most popular relationship tags on AO3. There are 3 F/F pairings, 23 F/M, 3 Gen and 71 M/M.

Of the 200 names, 29 belong to women - down from 32 this time last year. 11 of the 200 names are POC, compared with 11 last year.

welp

whatpunkin:

maisiewilliams:

but why does sirius black have prison tattoos in the prisoner of azkaban movie? is there a strong prison culture in azkaban? did he find a non death eater or two to bond with? he literally has tattoos on each of his fingers what did he do over those 12 years do they have movie nights and crazy high jinx involving contraband what exactly happens in azkaban 

orange is the new sirius black

One night my dog leaned against a wall because his back legs decided that they were done. And those kinds of stories never end well and this one wasn’t going to be different. We put him down the next day.

I’m a writer and that is the first and easiest trick we all have. It’s true, so it’s not cheap. It happened. Lying is kind of the cheapest trick of all, but still to come out here and lead off with my dog died is about as courageous as taking a stand against child abuse. But I did it because I want you on my side and I only have 4 minutes.

His name was Captain Applejack because he spent for year in the dog navy and would not be called mister. And anytime a dog owner says, “Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good boy?” The answer is always Captain Applejack.

I was actually on a deadline so I did what writers do and I compartmentalized. I stuffed it into a box and put it next to the other boxes marked, like, dad issues and high school crushes and then I got on with my day. I write comic books and my career was ending so I wanted to meet my deadlines. My worm had turned in the way that the worm turns for people in popular entertainment. There’s no retirement plan where I come from. There’s just one day people stop calling and the work stops coming. You don’t get hired anymore.

I was launching a book called Hawkeye, and if you saw the Avengers movie he was the guy, he was the first archer in the history of cinema to run out of arrows. Which is a very kind of true moment for him. He’s the regular dude in the avengers. And as a kid I always liked him because he was the regular guy. He came from Iowa. I lived in Iowa for God’s sake! It just seemed to make so much sense. He was a bad guy who made good. And he would, like, drop his g’s when he spoke and he’d get so wrapped up in his thinking he’d get lost in their super mansion and stuff. He was very human and he got to be an Avenger and that’s what I liked about him and now it was my chance to write him. This is before the avengers movie come out and they were looking for opportunities to make that cast of heroes a little more visible.

When you work for someone like Marvel it’s a shared universe where everyone is playing with the same toys in this strange imaginative game all at once. And because of the movie and because of a couple of other things, Hawkeye was everywhere as I was supposed to launch my book. I could sense that there were people that wanted him here and wanted him there: “Well I’ve got him on the moon on Tuesday, and you’ve got him underwater on Wednesday, what is he doing on Thursday?” And that, I decided, would be my take. My book is what he does on Thursdays when he’s not an Avenger. It’s where he goes… my book was going to be about where he goes to change his pants. It was going to be very slice of life, small ball kind of stories.

It was supposed to last 6 issues and it’d be done. And nobody thought it would do better than that because it has never as a character ever done better than that. It was… I’m putting him, you know, in pants in an apartment building. It was commercial suicide. But as my career was ending I had nothing to lose and everything to gain by writing books that I would want to read.

But my dog was dead and my first issue wasn’t happening and I wanted to cry and be alone and be sad and grieve and mourn but I had this stupid comic book that I had to write. And I had the ‘what happens’ but I didn’t have what it’s about. I knew in this Hawkeye story we were going to meet him on Thursday afternoon when he’s not an avenger and there’s a neighbor in his building who’s getting kicked out and what Hawkeye is going to do is he’s going to buy the building so she doesn’t get kicked out. Cause he had a bunch of… yeah I know, right? Dynamite, dynamite stuff!

And I came up with these kind of tricks, if I’m going to do this small ball stuff, like, there’s an issue where he just wants to buy tape. There’s an issue where he just wants to hook up his DVR and people keep bugging him. Small things. And I came up these different things I was going to do—we’ll tell the stories all out of order and we’ll do this and that—to kinda keep it compelling and keep it interesting… a little more than just: “This issue Hawkeye buys tape.”

The honest truth was I didn’t care about the building or Hawkeye or the neighbor getting kicked out ‘cause of my dog. And then I pulled out my first trick. And I gave him a dog.

Yeah. So when Captain Applejack was a puppy I found him under a car. And he was so sick and so little and so mangy I didn’t know if he was very young and very sick or very old and about to die. He was wrinkly. So I gave him to Hawkeye. I gave him this beat up mutt who was neglected and ignored. And as I started to kind of write and give him this kind of emotional thing he was connected to the character’s anima appeared. That was it, it wasn’t a hawk it was a dog. And then I got the book. I understood what the book was. I knew what happens. I knew what it was about. And if I couldn’t save Captain Applejack, Hawkeye could save Lucky.

Spoilers, the dog lives.

So I wrote it in a single day. I wrote it… it was a very bad, very sad day, but I wrote it in a day. And it comes out, and the response is impossible to ignore. And I do my very, very best to ignore response at all costs. But a fandom roared—or barked as the case may be—and we started to immediately get fan art and crafts. While Hawkeye might not have the best sales in the world I’ve met literally everyone reading the book and they were dressed… but he’s just wearing pants so it’s super easy. It’s pants and bandages. My editor said “People love the dog” so it’s the dog. And this entire corner in my career was turned.

If I said ‘miraculous’ it would actually insult real miracles but I don’t know what else to say. I was on my way out the door but it turned out the door was revolving and I was right back in and my entire life turned around. And everything in my career exploded off of this book. I tried to save my dog and he saved me.

Matt Fraction (x)
markusbones:

oparnoshoshoi:

thatwasuzi:

letterstomycountry:

thisisnotjapan:

I was going through some old photographs and belongings of my grandmother’s in storage and I came across this. She saved the newspaper clipping from her internment.
Reading it made me feel so sad and disgusted I wanted to cry. 

LTMC: Jingoistic journalism at its best.

Never forget. This actually happened. In America. The United States.
FDR decided people of a certain heritage didn’t have rights and damn near everyone rolled over and let him do it.
Do not forget this. Do not let it happen again.

Next time someone says “the government would never do that!” or “the American people would never let that happen!” remind them of this.


and Canada.

markusbones:

oparnoshoshoi:

thatwasuzi:

letterstomycountry:

thisisnotjapan:

I was going through some old photographs and belongings of my grandmother’s in storage and I came across this. She saved the newspaper clipping from her internment.

Reading it made me feel so sad and disgusted I wanted to cry. 

LTMC: Jingoistic journalism at its best.

Never forget. This actually happened. In America. The United States.

FDR decided people of a certain heritage didn’t have rights and damn near everyone rolled over and let him do it.

Do not forget this. Do not let it happen again.

Next time someone says “the government would never do that!” or “the American people would never let that happen!” remind them of this.

and Canada.

biscuitsmontana asked

I wrote you a while ago, telling you that I keep extra copies of Rosemary and Rue around my house to hand to people when they are here and suddenly need something to read, like my kids are being complicated or something. One of those people was my father, back in February. Since I sent R&R home with him, he has purchased and read EVERYTHING ELSE YOU HAVE WRITTEN and just called me to yell at me to buy and read Indexing.

seananmcguire answered

That.  Is.  FANTASTIC.

I put Seanan’s books out on the Recommended Reading shelf at the library where I work. I don’t know if I’ve created any new fans but I like to think it’s possible.

Anonymous asked

Oh my fucking god, singing with an accent isnt racist. If using a British accent isn't racist, why would using Jamaican accent be. You are racist. Your blog is overrated, and you are rude. Just because you are from a culture doesn't mean that you can't try to experience others, we live in a multicultural globalized world. Get over your fucking self.

yoisthisracist answered

"If using a British accent isn’t racist, why would using Jamaican accent be." - Yo, I know you’re dumb as fuck, but it actually is kind of hilarious that you picked literally a colonizer and their colony as your examples about how mimicking their accents is somehow identical. Guess what, you stupid asshole, maybe if white folks hadn’t raped and pillaged Jamaica (in this instance) for as long as humanly possible, it’d be a little less grating when your wack ass pulls out the white dreads on your acoustic guitar.

captaincupholder asked

Call me a skeptic, but I'm not convinced Iggy Azalea is actually the realest.

yoisthisracist answered

Damn, u might just b right