(Source: choco-minto, via cubisttragedy)
Things worth noting in the middle of being happy about the same-sex marriage bill: it contains a clause which allows spouses of trans people to veto their obtaining a Gender Recognition Certificate (i.e. legal recognition of gender on birth certificate), even if that spouse is abusive. The only way around this is divorce. So if you want to transition and your spouse doesn’t want you to, they can stop you for as long as it takes for you to divorce them, which can take years.
(via moniquill)
LT from GGaR :)
I didn’t really mean to draw LT, but somewhere along the way it just morphed into her so.. who am I to complain?
Also- she fell asleep while drinking coffee.
My kind of gal~
Also see the full size on dA (and possibly soon- the wallpaper)Aaah why am I only seeing this now IT’S SO PRETTY<3333
IF THERE’S A PRIZE FOR ROTTEN JUDGEMENT
I THINK I’VE ALREADY WON THAT
NO MAN IS WORTH THE AGGRAVATION
THAT’S ANCIENT HISTORY, BEEN THERE, DONE THAT
…Is Equius playing Hercules?
fujiidom:dea-goes-a-tumbln | janeturenne:
My first reaction was ‘Nice thought but there’s no way, Coulson is much younger than…’ and then I stopped mid-thought.
Because you know what.
You know what.
After Steve, the US government had to keep trying to recreate the Super-Soldier Serum.
And who
and who
would be the FIRST DAMN PERSON IN LINE to volunteer?
They told us it never worked again. And that was kind of true. They never again recreated the super-strength or the gleaming pecs. But other things, they got right. They got the vastly delayed aging. And the kind of reflexes that make a man able to take out two armed thugs with a bag of flour. And the talent for leading through example. And they got the most important part, Erskine’s favorite part: the magnification of moral fiber, taking the loyalty and selflessness of a loyal and selfless man and making him into something spectacular.
Coulson didn’t buy those vintage cards on Ebay.
He’s had them since he was a little boy.
That little boy right there.
KATIE. KATIE. KAITE READ THIS.
OH
MY
GOD
And he could have some crazy healing factor that let him survive getting stabbed by Loki!!!!
(Source: aboysbestfriendishismother, via shulamithbond)
Am I the only one really bothered by the fact that the strawberry and the blackberry are touching?
Let them touch, they don’t get to often because of their tragic forbidden love.
Long ago, two Elder berries got into a fight, the tribe split in two, the strawberries against the blackberries. Now, new passions arise between the new generation - could this be the end of the feud or will it just fan the flames?
Two flavors, both alike in sweetness
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene
From ancient cold break new freezer burn
Where civil juice makes civil fruits uncleanDid you just turn gelato into Shakespeare.
O Strawberry, strawberry, wherefore art thou strawberry ?
Deny thy flavour and refuse thy scent
Or if thou wilt not, but be sworn my love
And I’ll no longer be a blackberry.
(Source: royalinterior, via thethiefofsarcasm)
Asami likes you as you are Korra, you don’t need to be taller ;D
and I know sometimes it’s hard to tell, but I really do like Mako.
(via flarechaser)
i know everyones freaking out about yahoo buying tumblr but maybe just maybe its the beggining of something
“I know things are stressful right now, but trust me, by the end of the month you won’t even remember that scruffy hipster’s name,” Yahoo promised Tumblr, noting all the unnecessary reblog-as-links, the flawed tag system, the general chaos. This poor girl needed a doctor. She didn’t even know she was being mistreated. Kissing her forehead on a whim, she felt the girl warm up under her hands.
Tears welled up in Tumblr’s eyes, though she was obviously doing her best to fight them. “Can you promise me?” she asked, voice thick. “Please promise me that you won’t try to change me?”
“You won’t change. I just want to help, you, T. You have to trust me.”
She gripped Yahoo’s sleeves, a sudden fierceness masking her anxiety. “Promise me,” she said. No— she demanded.
Even though right now all she wanted was to hold T tight, she knew she had to tread delicately here. Change was frightening, even for less volatile sites. She could only imagine how T felt, being traded off like a common toy. “I promise,” Yahoo said, cradling T’s face between her palms so that their eyes met. She hoped her sincerity could somehow be transmitted through their locked gaze, that T could see how much she valued her, how much she wanted to protect her. “I swear on my life.”
She could tell T didn’t believe her. As crushing as that was, though, she would just have to prove to her through actions, not words, that their union would be for the best.
AAAHH
(via dashingicecream)
