Mutant Corp.

mypatronusisrorypond:

redscudery:

saunteringvaguelydownwards:

decemberpaladin:

sizvideos:

Video

I love how she almost drops it until she smells it and that flashbulb memory hits.

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real … Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit

Notice she says “who” it was and not “what” it was.

Oh I just gotta snuggle my baby bear!

Reblogged from wilwheaton (Originally from sizvideos)

meowoofau:

13 cats failing at hide and seek

As good as cats think they are at hiding from us, we know better.

(Source: meowoof.com.au)

Reblogged from seananmcguire (Originally from meowoofau)

brispeak:

acadia:

The Eddie Izzard Doctrine

Perfectly worded.

Reblogged from seananmcguire (Originally from acadia)

letskeepthisasecret-babe:

OMFG JENSEN AND JARED ARE IN TEXAS AND MY FRIEND RAN INTO THEM TODAY.
I AM SO FUCKING JEALOUS HOLY SHIT.

letskeepthisasecret-babe:

OMFG JENSEN AND JARED ARE IN TEXAS AND MY FRIEND RAN INTO THEM TODAY.

I AM SO FUCKING JEALOUS HOLY SHIT.

Reblogged from supernaturalwiki (Originally from letskeepthisasecret-babe)

maxkirin:

Neil Gaiman’s 8 Rules of Writing, a remake of this post. Source.

Want more writerly content? Make sure to follow maxkirin.tumblr.com for your daily dose of writer positivity, advice, and prompts!

Reblogged from wilwheaton (Originally from maxkirin)

T-Tex the Overseer is enjoying his spot in the sun atop my monitors.

T-Tex the Overseer is enjoying his spot in the sun atop my monitors.


Reblogged from timelordgifs

You’ve saved us all, clever one. Thank you!

(Source: whouffaldiii)

Reblogged from doctorwho (Originally from whouffaldiii)

We were grabbing a bite of lunch at a small cafe, in a mall, right across from a booth that sold jewelry and where ears could be pierced for a fee. A mother approaches with a little girl of six or seven years old. The little girl is clearly stating that she doesn’t want her ears pierced, that’s she’s afraid of how much it will hurt, that she doesn’t like earrings much in the first place. Her protests, her clear ‘no’ is simply not heard. The mother and two other women, who work the booth, begin chatting and trying to engage the little girl in picking out a pair of earrings. She has to wear a particular kind when the piercing is first done but she could pick out a fun pair for later.

"I don’t want my ears pierced."

"I don’t want any earrings."

The three adults glance at each other conspiratorially and now the pressure really begins. She will look so nice, all the other girls she knows wear earrings, the pain isn’t bad.

She, the child, sees what’s coming and starts crying. As the adults up the volume so does she, she’s crying and emitting a low wail at the same time. “I DON’T WANT MY EARS PIERCED.”

Her mother leans down and speaks to her, quietly but strongly, the only words we could hear were ‘… embarrassing me.’

We heard, then, two small screams, when the ears were pierced.

Little children learn early and often that ‘no doesn’t mean no.’

Little children learn early that no one will stand with them, even the two old men looking horrified at the events from the cafeteria.

Little girls learn early and often that their will is not their own.

No means no, yeah, right.

Most often, for kids and others without power, ”no means force.”

from "No Means Force" at Dave Hingsburger’s blog.

This is important. It doesn’t just apply to little girls and other children, though it often begins there.

For the marginalized, our “no’s” are discounted as frivolous protests, rebelliousness, or anger issues, or we don’t know what we’re talking about, or we don’t understand what’s happening.

When “no means force” we become afraid to say no.

(via k-pagination)

Reblogged from seananmcguire (Originally from k-pagination)

Reblogged from blacksunmagick (Originally from hawxr)