hotwhiteguy:

if i was a ghost id help little kids with math and throw vases at mean people

My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend… and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.

And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.

Elizabeth Bear - My Least Favorite Trope (via feministquotes)

fallopianrhapsody:

sleeping with your stuffed animals is punk rock don’t let anybody tell you different

mothernaturenetwork:

10 dream homes for hermits
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flowersbloomedinadarkroom:

 
itwillbesuper:

omg
lookhowishineforyou:

schizophrenic-stoner:

shakespearean-rose:

phyerfly:

"Those people with stretched ears and tattoos are all bad news."

107,000 NOTES IS NOT ENOUGH.

i’ve reblogged this about 6 times. i’ll never not reblog this.

"And all guys who take AP classes and play sports are tasteful &great respectful young men"
terrysdiary:

Swimming Pool
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spookyscandal:

can i make it any more obvious?
highs0ciety:

yes, that deer is smoking a joint.