thisnameisquitemanly:

kuriboh:

jonopoly:

We almost just died omfg the train got derailed look at that fucking bar sticking out of the floor

SYDNEY FUCKING PUBLIC FUCKING TRANSPORT

in australia even inanimate objects try to kill you

thisnameisquitemanly:

kuriboh:

jonopoly:

We almost just died omfg the train got derailed look at that fucking bar sticking out of the floor

SYDNEY FUCKING PUBLIC FUCKING TRANSPORT

in australia even inanimate objects try to kill you

nevertoomanyspiders:

siiselisorbetti:

thebicker:

wocinsolidarity:

blackpowerisforblackmen:

Please sign the petition to stop her deportation! 70,792 people have already signed this petition. We’re almost at the goal of 75,000 signatures. 

SIGNAL BOOST

(ETA: Seems you can only sign from the UK; definitely share if you have followers there!)

HEY THE LINK SEEMS TO BE A WRONG ONE. To sign up the petition try this link instead: https://www.allout.org/en/actions/aderonke

https://www.allout.org/en/actions/aderonke !!

death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 
He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.
He eats every deep fried concoction possible.
When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.
Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.
“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”
Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.
Dean takes the bag, mystified.
“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

#And Dean turns back and walks back into the gates#He treks up an inclined road until it flattens and curves around#When he reaches his heaven Dean raises a free hand above his head and yells #’SAM#CAS #LOOKIT! PIE!’ (x)

death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 

He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.

He eats every deep fried concoction possible.

When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.

Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.

“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”

Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.

Dean takes the bag, mystified.

“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

   (x)

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castielsfear:

Bruce Wayne watched both of his parents die.

Tony Stark has heart problems and anxiety.

Peter Parker saw his uncle being murdered.

Steve Rogers lost his best friend.

Bruce Banner attempted suicide.

If they can save the world, you can get through this day.

Never stop fighting.

anotherboywholived:

The photos you’re looking at aren’t from a movie. They’re images of the Hillsborough Disaster.

23 years ago a lot of people went to a football match. Too many people. Hundreds without tickets turned up for the game, and the police decided there would be less violence if they just let everyone in. Back then football stands had standing sections, and all the ticketless fans flooded into these stands. 

Within seconds the only way for people to breathe was for them to push forward; I’m sure you’ve been to concerts and know that feeling. You might know what it’s like to be at the front, slammed against the barrier and struggling to breathe. Now imagine the barrier’s an eight foot tall fence where the only exit is a gate the size of a regular door - which only opens inwards. The crush was immense. 766 people were injured. 96 people died; the youngest was 10.

But worse was to come. In their official report the police blamed the fans themselves, saying it was due to drunkeness. They claimed that even the children were drunk, that they were hooligans and at fault for their own deathsA national newspaper, The Sun, ran a headline reading ‘The Truth’, which claimed fans pickpocketed the dying, pissed on ‘brave’ policemen trying to help, and savagely attacked one copper giving the kiss of life. EVERY LAST WORD WAS A LIE. The Sun has been boycotted in the city of Liverpool ever since; you’ll never find a copy there again.

For 23 years the victims were blamed for their own deaths. Until today, when a deep public investigation discovered perhaps the greatest case of police corruption in our country’s history; finding an extensive cover-up by the emergency services.

The South Yorkshire Emergency Services did all they could to place the blame on the fans. 164 witness statements were amended; 116 removing sections in which the police were mentioned in an unfavorable light. Blood alcohol readings were also carried out on the dead - even the children - and each name was ran through the criminal database in order to cast the fans as bloodthirsty hooligans. 

The investigation has concluded that not a single fan was responsible for their death, the safety of the fans was ‘compromised at every level’, the local Government representative (MP) conspired with the police to spread their lies to the press, and that 41 of those who died could have been saved had the emergency services got their act together.

Team rivalries are cast aside and every single football fan stands in solidarity with Liverpool FC. We look to our law makers and demand that every last conspirator will be punished by a court of law. We demand justice for the 96.

lalondes:

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DON’T SCROLL PAST THIS.
Scarleteen is a vital queer and trans positive sexual health resource. Their staff do an amazing job of creating really comprehensive and helpful articles on literally every sexual topic you can imagine. They also provide live chats, advice columns, moderated discussion forums, and SMS-based peer support. This site has helped me on countless occasions, and I refer at-risk queer and trans kids to this site every single day.
Scarleteen is invaluable.
And Scarleteen needs your help.
During their annual donation drive this year, the site was only able to raise $1,500. Only fifty people out of Scarleteen’s 350,000 unique monthly visitors contributed to the fundraising drive.
This means that unless Scarleteen sees a stable, sustained, 50% increase in donations, the site will essentially be forced to go dark on May 1. No more new content, no more advice columns, no more forums, no more live chat, no more SMS support. 
This is devastating.
If Scarleteen goes dark, millions of young people, vulnerable queer and trans teens among them, will lose access to essential, fundamental sexual health resources. We cannot let this happen.
Please, please, please donate to Scarleteen. Consider making a recurring monthly contribution if you feel that this is within your means. Even $5 or $10 a month will go a long way to helping this very, very deserving organization.
And whether or not you’re able to donate at this time, please signal boost this and spread the word. Scarleteen does incredible, very necessary work, and they need our help.

lalondes:

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DON’T SCROLL PAST THIS.

Scarleteen is a vital queer and trans positive sexual health resource. Their staff do an amazing job of creating really comprehensive and helpful articles on literally every sexual topic you can imagine. They also provide live chats, advice columns, moderated discussion forums, and SMS-based peer support. This site has helped me on countless occasions, and I refer at-risk queer and trans kids to this site every single day.

Scarleteen is invaluable.

And Scarleteen needs your help.

During their annual donation drive this year, the site was only able to raise $1,500. Only fifty people out of Scarleteen’s 350,000 unique monthly visitors contributed to the fundraising drive.

This means that unless Scarleteen sees a stable, sustained, 50% increase in donations, the site will essentially be forced to go dark on May 1. No more new content, no more advice columns, no more forums, no more live chat, no more SMS support. 

This is devastating.

If Scarleteen goes dark, millions of young people, vulnerable queer and trans teens among them, will lose access to essential, fundamental sexual health resources. We cannot let this happen.

Please, please, please donate to Scarleteen. Consider making a recurring monthly contribution if you feel that this is within your means. Even $5 or $10 a month will go a long way to helping this very, very deserving organization.

And whether or not you’re able to donate at this time, please signal boost this and spread the word. Scarleteen does incredible, very necessary work, and they need our help.

aerialsquid:

okaysional:

itsdftbalex:

sammy-spock-dalek:

peace-flowers-freedom-happiness:

retrogasm:

100 Years of Style in 100 Seconds

this is actually the most amazing thing i watched it twice

Oh snap, this is brilliant!

I’ve watched this video so many times I love it a lot.

Oh hot reservoir, this is my marmalade

Sorta loving the bit in the forties where the guy wanders off for a few seconds.

so you’ve all probably seen this picture

wondering-if-we-still-belong:

4bbie:

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well, i don’t know the girl in the “don’t support fag marriages” picture, but i did come across this:

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and i feel really bad that she’s getting so much hate for a simple misunderstanding. i’m not tumblr famous or anything, so this probably won’t go too well, but i’m trying to get the word out because i feel bad for this girl. thanks

Signal boost the fuck out of this, someone who didn’t do anything wrong doesn’t deserve hate. 

bradley-herondale:

My sister was playing some kind of question game on her Kindle two rooms away and I heard her ask herself in frustration: “Who the heck lives on 221B baker street?! This is impossible!” And I am not exaggerating when I say I slammed my hands into my keyboard and:

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She proceeded to yell back: “THANK YOU, NERD!”

squarlo:

queennubian:

pyrrhiccomedy:

moniquill:

accioharo:

blackandyellowdoodles:

justacynicalirishman:

babyshibe:

doctorgaylove:

thecoppercow:

That Mysterious “S” Thing We Used to Draw (by the1janitor)

We used to draw this as kids and it’s always confused me. It still really bothers me tbh.

This is really creepy tbh.

yeah we used to draw these! around 2002. at the time i was told it was like the slipknot logo but now i know it’s totally not. but we did used to get in trouble for drawing them.

we never got in trouble with them. I had them all over my school planner lol. 

(We did call them ‘super S’) 

There’s this awesome book I read called ‘The People in the Playground’ which concerns the observations of an anthropologist on children’s folklore: the stuff that kids independently teach one another in school yards and playgrounds that has no real connection to adult lore and media. This is a great example of it, as are hand clapping and jump rope verses.


If you can finish the lines “Miss Mary Mack Mack Mack all dressed in black black black…” or ‘Hinky Pinky Ponky, Daddy had a donkey…”or “Miss Suzy had a steamboat…” or “Engine Engine number nine…”

stop and think about where you learned them.


It probably wasn’t from an adult or out of a book or in any formal way. It was from another kid; someone a grade ahead of you or someone’s older sibling or something. Who learned it the same way.

This is CHILD lore. Sometimes a fad will come and go in a single age cohort, sometimes it’ll last for generations. It’s kind of awesome.

The idea of child lore and a distinct child culture is really interesting, especially when you consider that children have a few traditions that go back hundreds of years.

For example: did you ever play “Quaker’s meeting?” Quaker’s meeting has begun, no more laughter, no more fun…that dates back two centuries

And of course there’s “Ring around the rosie,” which goes all the way back to the time of the black plague.

Children pass these things down among themselves as part of a legacy they lack the context to fully understand; but you could say the same thing about most adult traditions. That unbroken chain of shared knowledge connects their play to the play of children from hundreds of years ago, without any adult input or encouragement.

That’s cool.

I was wondering recently what that thing stood for. I felt like such a beast when I drew right.

I’m from Michigan and I always assumed it was for the Spartans… obviously I wasnt very into sports because that is entirely wrong

I remember getting really frustrated because I never could get it right, even though I only knew about it from watching other kids in my class draw it

timeywimeyhobbit:

tfios-changed-my-life:

"Augustus is soooo pretentious!!!"

Ohmygod, no way?? It’s almost as if that’s exactly what John Green intended.

"Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interrupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production."

itistimetodisappear:

thedorkiestviking:

ibeggedformercytwice:

ibeggedformercytwice:

ibeggedformercytwice:

My medieval servant boy has gone missing. I’ll just use Google to see if I can find him.

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Oh bother.

I still say this was hilarious fuck you guys

GODDAMNIT

GET OUT

gingerblivet:

straddling-the-atmosphere:

onceuponabopper:

thetimetravelersguidetothegalaxy:

wittywallflower:

Writing is weird.

One minute you are telling a story.

The next minute you are researching the average amount of snowfall Edinburgh gets.

or how to kill someone with a piece of barbed wire and a tomato

Or how much force it takes to dent a human skull with a can of Pepsi.

what the hell are you guys writing?

Porn.

inothernews:

allisonunsupervised:

coolchicksfromhistory:

thelifeguardlibrarian:

mildhorror:

Here’s the link for more information about the PS244 fundraising campaign

Here’s the link to the GIVE IT ALL TO ME Library Collection at OutofPrintClothing.com.

Check it out! The good folks dropped me a line about this project last week, and I’m happy to boost for Library Week.

Signal boost

So hey, #education…

I love these.  Love them.  And for a great cause.