Crowlord

zakuro-san:

totallynotagentphilcoulson:

tifablog:

hereinlife13:

These are not mine but I wanted to bring them together!  

http://tohdaryl.tumblr.com/

GAY DEMON BOYFRIENDS <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

I love all the homages to Mike Mignola

THEY’RE ALL TOGETHER IN A GIANT POST WEEPS THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY 

roachpatrol:

freshprinceofbeleriand:

instead of a coffee shop au consider instead a hell’s kitchen au and let me explain u why:

  • ur otp has to live in close quarters in the dorms
  • making out in the pantry
  • gordon ramsay
  • sexual tension at the fish station
  • unfriendly competition
  • gordon ramsay
  • s a b o t a g e
  • if they win the challenges they get to go on neat day trips together
  • if they lose the challenges they have to do manual labor
  • think of the possibilities this presents
  • !!!!!
  • gordon ramsay

imagine gordon ramsay cussing out your otp. imagine your otp crying and/or trying to fight gordon ramsay. imagine. 

calliptus:

"No matter where you are...we'll always be together."

Quick doodle while I wait for my dad to finish playing on the PS3.

8bitmonkey:

You should really be watching Cowboy Bebop right now.

sashamutch:

The Sailor Scout, Fantasy RPG set!

kindredsmile:

sararye:

AND THAT IS HOW YOU USE AN EFFECTS PEDAL

I was gaping the entire song this is insane

(openly weeping)

dharbin:

whileyouweresleeping:

Deconstructing Masculinity & Manhood with Michael Kimmel @ Dartmouth College

Boom. 

— From NYC.

Wow. This is all amazing. But the stealth amazing is that first line.

ghost-of-augustus-waters:

Just passed a group of bros in the parking lot. They were all wearing snapbacks and muscle shirts. As I passed I heard their conversation. The one bro was arguing, “Naw man, Dumbledore was a terrible caretaker, he literally sent kids into fucking death forest for detention. Messed up man.”

#this is a harry potter blog
#tough looking boys having intellectual debates is my favorite thing

Been thinking about this a lot, lately.

spikedrewthis:

There’s a trans-cultural tradition from the ancient and not-so-ancient world of securing contracts and peace agreements with hostage exchange. (You know, like Theon Greyjoy.) Turning over a one of your children to a former adversary is supposed to guarantee you think twice before breaking the deal, and that child grows up immersed in the culture of said adversary, making it more likely they understand their ways and less likely they turn against them in adulthood.

Imagine you’re that kid. A superfluous male child, one of six or seven siblings. And you’re turned over to your merchant family’s professional rivals. Your family’s agreed to Not To Do Whatever, and seal the deal with your life. You’ll grown up in the merchant houses dotted along the trade routes claimed by The Rivals, and learn accounting, haggling, where to buy the best rock salt and spider silk blankets …stuff that matters to a merchant. Good deal.

Except your family does The Rivals dirty, one day. And The Rivals don’t appreciate that. So, they load you on a caravan, take you out to the badlands, and sell you.

To monsters. Fucking monsters. A whole bunch of them. A whole nomadic tribe of hairy, horned, hooved, slit-pupil monsters.

You figure they’ll probably eat you or sacrifice you to their Strange And Terrible God or whatever, but they don’t. Instead, they put you to work. You cook, you clean, you do the laundry. You’re a slave. Sucks. And it stays pretty suck, for maybe 7 or 8 years.

But one of the monsters- it takes you a while to figure out it’s a lady monster- is kinder than the others. She treats you well, feeds you, makes conversation, is good to you in little ways that matter. Takes a bit of a shine to you. Okay, more than a bit. When you’re 15, you knock her up.

Trust me, she’s just as surprised as you are. She’s the monster equivalent of 47 or so, she thought she was beyond this. Also, SHE IS A MONSTER AND YOU ARE A HUMAN.

But turns out, knocking up one of the matriarchs (did I mention she’s a matriarch?) is pretty good for your social standing. You were never an American South, whippings-and-leg-irons sort of slave, but your life definitely wasn’t your own. Now, suddenly? A lot fewer monsters are entirely comfortable with telling you what to do all day. I guess this means you’re free? The monsters aren’t slave-takers by tradition, so your liberation is informal and uncontested. COOL. You could probably leave.

But c’mon.

You’ve got a kid on the way. And who would you go home to? The family that never had a place for you to begin with, gave you away, and then sold you out, content to risk your literal death? (They probably think you ARE dead. The monsters don’t have a great reputation.) And while you’ve been serving monsters, you’ve become pretty attached to monster religion. And you want to go to monster heaven. You leave, and that’s out the door.

So you stay with the monsters. And you raise your kid. And once in awhile, you get to see your monster girlfriend. (sorta-girlfriend, anyway.)

I wanna make a comic about that guy. Maybe one day.

what-wear-when:

WHAT TO WEAR WHEN: You Are A Reptoid Disguised As An Anchorwoman And You Are About To Reveal Your Succesful Conquest of Earth On Live TV
Do not appear overly exuberant. Remember, you’re still in an office environment.
According to human studies, green tones make authority figures, like newscasters, appear “untrustworthy.” Good! Let the anticipatory fear chill them for reasons they cannot place. Then it will seem only natural and right when you turn to devour your feeble-minded and lecherous co-anchor, Don.
Yes, it is a celebratory time, but keep your skull jewelry subtle and chic, like these silver King Baby studs. Elaborate, jangly earrings are a definite “don’t” when you have something important to say, especially on camera. The only distracting glint should be that of your horrible razor teeth.
Nothing says “polished and professional” like a pencil silhouette — and nothing says “My unhindered legs are swifter than yours and I will soon taste your warm milk-fed flesh,” like a thigh slit. Luckily for you, this Pucci skirt has both.
In an outfit with a sharply tailored bottom half, try contrasting with a looser top — say a silk dolman blouse, like this one from Julie Haus.
Haul your iPad, mascara, train reading, slime-swaddled eggs and other office essentials in a roomy, neutral tote. The “Darcy” bag by Alexander Wang is a perfect fit.
Remember that the soft flesh of your pallid woman-suit will not imprison you much longer! Choose tones that flatter your own natural hues of bronze, gold, and iridescent green.
Don’t worry about “overdoing” the reptile textures you’ve missed so much while trapped in this smooth, doughy carapace. The key to texture-mixing is to choose contrasting sizes: in this case, for instance, notice the large repeating squares on the skirt, medium-sized scales on the pumps, and subtle pebbling on the bag.
Should you need to switch sexes in order to perpetuate the species, you can apply the same principle to pattern-mixing — a skill that’s absolutely a menswear must!
Above all, HAVE FUN! After all, the beauty editors who once tried to tell you what to do will soon be slaves or food for the glorious, terrible army of your millions of spawn.

what-wear-when:

WHAT TO WEAR WHEN: You Are A Reptoid Disguised As An Anchorwoman And You Are About To Reveal Your Succesful Conquest of Earth On Live TV

  • Do not appear overly exuberant. Remember, you’re still in an office environment.
  • According to human studies, green tones make authority figures, like newscasters, appear “untrustworthy.” Good! Let the anticipatory fear chill them for reasons they cannot place. Then it will seem only natural and right when you turn to devour your feeble-minded and lecherous co-anchor, Don.
  • Yes, it is a celebratory time, but keep your skull jewelry subtle and chic, like these silver King Baby studs. Elaborate, jangly earrings are a definite “don’t” when you have something important to say, especially on camera. The only distracting glint should be that of your horrible razor teeth.
  • Nothing says “polished and professional” like a pencil silhouette — and nothing says “My unhindered legs are swifter than yours and I will soon taste your warm milk-fed flesh,” like a thigh slit. Luckily for you, this Pucci skirt has both.
  • In an outfit with a sharply tailored bottom half, try contrasting with a looser top — say a silk dolman blouse, like this one from Julie Haus.
  • Haul your iPad, mascara, train reading, slime-swaddled eggs and other office essentials in a roomy, neutral tote. The “Darcy” bag by Alexander Wang is a perfect fit.
  • Remember that the soft flesh of your pallid woman-suit will not imprison you much longer! Choose tones that flatter your own natural hues of bronze, gold, and iridescent green.
  • Don’t worry about “overdoing” the reptile textures you’ve missed so much while trapped in this smooth, doughy carapace. The key to texture-mixing is to choose contrasting sizes: in this case, for instance, notice the large repeating squares on the skirt, medium-sized scales on the pumps, and subtle pebbling on the bag.
  • Should you need to switch sexes in order to perpetuate the species, you can apply the same principle to pattern-mixing — a skill that’s absolutely a menswear must!
  • Above all, HAVE FUN! After all, the beauty editors who once tried to tell you what to do will soon be slaves or food for the glorious, terrible army of your millions of spawn.

d-pi:

navigatethestream:

Ana Tijoux feat. Palestina Shadia Mansour - Somos Sur 

"Somos Sur’ is about the importance of resistance, not only in Chile, but around the world. Global resistance movements, whether in Latin America, Africa or the Middle East, are fighting against the same patterns of violence that have repeated themselves throughout history. Which means many of these groups share a similar set of demands. We are asking for a free Palestine just like we’re asking for an independent Wallmapu in Chile, without police control.” Ana Tijoux 

This shit right here!!! The second flow is bananas! Can I get a stripped down joint with just horns and drums though.

intofluro:

eeeeeee!

Rocket is so happy.

intofluro:

eeeeeee!

Rocket is so happy.

My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Rings. You go through this crazy, life-altering thing that almost kills you (like say having to drop the one ring into Mount Doom), and that thing by definition cannot possibly be understood by someone who hasn’t gone through it. They can sympathize sure, but they’ll never really know, and more than likely they’ll expect you to move on from the thing fairly quickly. And they can’t be blamed, people are just like that, but that’s not how it works.

Some lucky people are like Sam. They can go straight home, get married, have a whole bunch of curly headed Hobbit babies and pick up their gardening right where they left off, content to forget the whole thing and live out their days in peace. Lots of people however, are like Frodo, and they don’t come home the same person they were when they left, and everything is more horrible and more hard then it ever was before. The old wounds sting and the ghost of the weight of the one ring still weighs heavy on their minds, and they don’t fit in at home anymore, so they get on boats go sailing away to the Undying West to look for the sort of peace that can only come from within. Frodos can’t cope, and most of us are Frodos when we start out.

But if we move past the urge to hide or lash out, my mother always told me, we can become Pippin and Merry. They never ignored what had happened to them, but they were malleable and receptive to change. They became civic leaders and great storytellers; they we able to turn all that fear and anger and grief into narratives that others could delight in and learn from, and they used the skills they had learned in battle to protect their homeland. They were fortified by what had happened to them, they wore it like armor and used it to their advantage.

It is our trauma that turns us into guardians, my mother told me, it is suffering that strengthens our skin and softens our hearts, and if we learn to live with the ghosts of what had been done to us, we just may be able to save others from the same fate.

S.T.Gibson  (via modernhepburn)
Early ideas tend to have disproportionate influence over the rest of the conversation. They establish the kinds of norms, or cement the idea of what are appropriate examples or potential solutions for the problem.

Loran Nordgren. Kellogg School. “Brainstorming Doesn’t Work; Try This Technique Instead

When doing any group discussion, it’s vital to give everyone the opportunity to capture their own experience, in their own language, prior to sharing. This is a part of how I work that often frustrates client - for it means that there are portions of the group or interview where the only person talking is me. This can feel like a waste, but this insight dates back to the Asch conformity studies from the 60s or 70s.  There’s great video here.

(via peterspear)

Particularly good advice.

I tried to do this while a teaching assistant on an undergrad geography course - despite not knowing more about group facilitation than I’d read in a few blog articles - mostly just to get more contributions. It can be hard to get people to speak up in seminars, and so I wanted to make sure that every single person had a thought ready before I asked them to share. It also gives shyer or more introverted people more time to gather their thoughts before speaking.

But it’s interesting & useful to think of this in terms of not just getting more contributions, but getting a better debate overall - because norms aren’t set too early, and therefore a wider range of ideas can be considered by the group.

Pretty cool. One for all us researchers to makes sure we build into our methods, of course.

(via hautepop)

Everyone in life can stand to benefit from this method.