April 19, 2014 at 10:22 PM   + 1457
emma   jane austen   /shrieks a lot   o t p  

fat-birds:

weloveshortvideos:

Cute

I’M SCREAMING

April 19, 2014 at 08:44 PM   + 10535

nicholeloveyou:

Give me a ship and I’ll tell you if I ship it or not and why.

April 19, 2014 at 08:10 PM   + 236

Don’t look at me. I do what he does, just slower.

April 19, 2014 at 07:05 PM   + 7340
quigonejinn said: CRUSADER HERC AND HIS SHITTY SQUIRE WHO RIDES OFF WITH HIM AND COMES BACK A KNIGHT, STACKER AS A CRUSADER WHO IS DISGUSTED BY THE LOOTING OF CONSTATINOPLE AND COMES BACK TO ENGLAND WITH MAKO AND I WANT CADFAEL BUT I DON'T THINK THEY WOULD'VE LET STACKS JOIN WITH MAKO IN TOW? I DON'T KNOW I JUST KNOW YOUR HIT OF CRUSADER HERC IS MORNING-RUINING

guinevak:

harrietvane:

i aIm to please* (*read: RUIN) NO BUT HAVE YOU CONSIDERED CRUSADER HERC WHO HAS A SON ON CRUSADE SO ESSENTIALLY ALL THIS KID’S KNOWN IS WAR AND SEIGES AND TRAVELLING AND HAS NEVER ACTUALLY LIVED IN PEACETIME. HAVE YOU CONSIDERED STACKER COMING BACK FROM CRUSADE AND KNOWING HE HAS MAYBE LEPROSY OR SOME MEDIEVAL DEGENERATIVE POX AND SO SETS HE AND MAKO UP IN A RELIGIOUS COMMUNITY THAT’S A HOSPICE SO HE JOINS AS LIKE A LAY BROTHER ON THE UNDERSTANDING THAT HE GETS TO DIE THERE EVENTUALLY AND MAKO’S TAKEN CARE OF (THERE ARE NUNS). HAVE YOU CONSIDERED STACKER PENTECOST IN FULL 12TH CENTURY ARMOUR THOUGH. HAVE YOU CONSIDERED HERC HANSEN WALKING THE WALLS WITH THE COMMON SOLDIERS BECAUSE ALL THE CLERICS AND ENVOYS AND PATRIARCHS ARE JUST ROBES AND FLASHY SMILES.

(publishing this on the chance someone takes Pacific Rim CrusaderAU and does something fun with it)

reblogging for PERFECTION

April 19, 2014 at 05:27 PM   + 10

bananaleaves:

keptyn:

get to know me meme: [1/5] favorite female characters

"It’s not obedience, Mr. Beckett; it’s respect." - Mako Mori

April 19, 2014 at 03:49 PM   + 9339

stele3:

orionsnacks:

in the movie a little boy recognises steve at the captain america exhibit. it’s my headcanon that a little girl recognises bucky when he goes to the smithsonian exhibit to find out who he really is

because little girls have heroes too

"You should tie your hair back," a little girl with pitch-black hair says to the Winter Soldier. He stares down at her, silent, but she continues undeterred. "Mommy says that we need to have our hair tied back or we’ll trip over things because we can’t see. She makes me wear these—" She displays her wrist, which is encircled by a rainbow of different hair bands. "—because mine keep falling out. You can’t fight evil if you can’t see it. I want to be a police officer when I grow up. Are you a…"

She trails off, her eyes steadily getting bigger. They dart to the large digital image of James Buchanan Barnes, then back to his face. The Winter Soldier’s eyes dart, too, over the exits and the crowd and the girl’s distracted mother—attempting to corral three other black-haired children—before landing back on the girl’s face, where an improbable grin has begun to grow.

"I knew it," she whispers.

The Winter Soldier blinks down at her, thrown off by the delight in her expression. No one is ever happy to see the Soldier.

The girl reins in her wide grin and does her own scan of the crowd. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell. People can’t handle the truth. But I can.” She turns her shining eyes back to the Soldier.

Slowly, very slowly, the Soldier reaches out with hands that have broken, maimed, strangled, shot, stabbed, and ripped apart human flesh. His voice creaks out of him, rusty with disuse. “Can I have a hair tie?”

Without taking her eyes off him, the girl rolls a light blue one out of the rainbow and hands it over.

April 19, 2014 at 02:11 PM   + 16150

armanarlert:

if u know ur myers briggs personality type please check this out it is literally the coolest thing ever 

spacefeels:

Natashas! with way less extreme hair swishing than I set out to draw oh well

April 19, 2014 at 10:55 AM   + 3686

I looked to become something outside of the paradigms of expectation of the people in power. And so, fortunately, my depth of interest for the universe was so deep and so fuel-enriched that every one of these curveballs that I was thrown, and fences built in front of me, and hills I had to climb, I’d just reach for more fuel and I kept going.

Now, here I am, one— I think— one of the most visible scientists in the land, and I wanna look behind me and say, ‘Where are the others who might have been this?’ And they’re not there!

And I wonder how— who— what is that blood on the tracks, that I happened to survive, that others did not? Simply because of the forces of society that prevent it every turn.

by

"…So my life’s experience tells me that when you don’t find Blacks in the sciences, you don’t find women in the sciences, I know that these forces are real, and I had to survive them to get where I am today. So before we start talking about genetic differences, you gotta come up with a system where there’s equal opportunity— then we can have that conversation.”

Neil DeGrasse Tyson on social prejudice vs. biological essentialism/determinism. [x]

(via princessnijireiki)

April 19, 2014 at 07:38 AM   + 22
llmns