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tubaeric:

Owls confirmed to be the creepiest birds ever. LOOK AT THE FUCKING THINGS. If you fail to notice the one on the left fucking SWALLOWING a rat, then you have the dude singing some satanic chant or something next to him, and then you have those two other fucking psychos synchronized to make you feel creeped the fuck out with their soulless dance of FUCKING DOOM.

tubaeric:

Owls confirmed to be the creepiest birds ever. LOOK AT THE FUCKING THINGS. If you fail to notice the one on the left fucking SWALLOWING a rat, then you have the dude singing some satanic chant or something next to him, and then you have those two other fucking psychos synchronized to make you feel creeped the fuck out with their soulless dance of FUCKING DOOM.

— 4 hours ago with 815455 notes
#Owls  #animals  #birds 

jenxmalone:

Since Johanna Mason was the only living female victor of 7 for the Quell, I would like to think that when they called up “Ladies first” she just stomped over, grabbed the piece of paper herself and shouted “GEE I WONDER WHO THE FUCK IT COULD BE? HOLY FUCK BALLS IT’S ME I’M SO SHOCKED” and the Peacekeepers have to drag her away from the microphone

(via itsxandy)

— 5 hours ago with 101490 notes
#Johanna Mason  #Hunger Games  #Headcanon 

annieleonhardt:

boys who hate bright lipsticks because “itll get all over them” fail to realize it will come nowhere near them

(via invisiblebaggins)

— 5 hours ago with 163488 notes
#lipstick  #bright lipstick 

scarred-fallenangel:

scaronthewrongside:

lightningdave:

Please let Gabriel be in the musical episode.

PLEASE LET GABRIEL BE IN THE MUSICAL EPISODE

Please let Gabriel be in the musical episode

pLEASE LET GABRIEL BE IN THE MUSICAL EPISODE

PLéáse let GABrIEL BE iN the MúSiCaL ePISóde

GABE

please let Gabriel be the CAUSE of the musical episode

THIS WOULD BE BEAUTIFUL

(via invisiblebaggins)

— 5 hours ago with 21616 notes
#Gabriel  #musical  #musical episode  #Supernatural 
Friend 1:What's the capital of Ohio
Friend 2:gozaimasu
— 21 hours ago with 34212 notes
#Ohio  #puns  #japanese 
hirumashadow:

phoenixwrong:

disgustinghuman:

mineralists:

A collection of 850 mineral eggs carved in the renowned gem-cutting center of Idar-Oberstein, Germany.

Oh gosh

they look like pokemon eggs aaaa

Digieggs

hirumashadow:

phoenixwrong:

disgustinghuman:

mineralists:

A collection of 850 mineral eggs carved in the renowned gem-cutting center of Idar-Oberstein, Germany.

Oh gosh

they look like pokemon eggs aaaa

Digieggs

(via d0rk)

— 21 hours ago with 44694 notes
#eggs  #mineral eggs  #pokemon eggs  #pretty 
viria:

you never know when the desire to draw Luna Lovegood is gonna hit you… but it’s useless to fight it.

viria:

you never know when the desire to draw Luna Lovegood is gonna hit you… but it’s useless to fight it.

(via d0rk)

— 21 hours ago with 27022 notes
#viria  #Luna Lovegood  #Harry Potter 

octopusheart:

dendropsyche:

sharped0:

clientsfromhell:

Client: I threw out that black pen, it was out of ink.

Me: What black pen?

Client: The one that was lying on your tablet.

Me: You threw out my $150 Wacom pen?

Client: I tried writing with it and it didn’t work. It must’ve been out of ink.

this almost made me cry

this is simultaenously the best and worst submission i’ve ever seen from Clients from Hell.

I feel ill

(via d0rk)

— 21 hours ago with 59702 notes
#pens  #Wacom  #Clients from Hell 

potofsoup:

archeralli:

a weak and tortured bucky making sure steve gets to safety first

It’s because Bucky has a habit of letting Steve go first.

——-

1) Always let Steve go first up the stairs, so that you can keep an eye on him.  It’s easier to count Steve’s breaths and notice when Steve’s heart does that thing that makes him stop and shake.  Much easier to stop and pretend to tie your shoes while you wait, worried, than to realize 2 flights too late that Steve’s no longer with you. 

Later: Your limbs are sore and numb from being strapped to a table for 2 days and you’re pretty sure you haven’t eaten and the entire base might be exploding, but when Steve says “let’s go up,” you tell him to go first.

———-

2) Steve’s walk was mostly normal, though he swung his hips in a certain way to compensate for his scoliosis, and that put a special cadence to his stride that you unconsciously match. Even without Steve around you would twist your hip back before swinging your leg forward.  Twist, swing, twist, swing.

Later: Steve is leading the way through the forest, and you’re finally used to his height and broad shoulders and that dumb shield, but something still feels wrong.  Somehow your pace doesn’t quite match, and you can’t figure out why.

———-

3) Colors don’t work the same with Steve, so always describe unfamiliar objects by their shape and relative location, like that square window past the third door on the left, or the man wearing that unseasonably long coat standing in the corner by the garbage can.

Later: The boys are singing in the other room and you’re at the bar with Steve, trying very hard to get drunk because of course you’ll follow Steve into whatever but that doesn’t mean you have to do it sober.  “Steve,” you whisper, “Check out that lady by the door, next to that short thin guy who has his shirt open.”  Steve looks over.  “The one in the red dress?  That’s Miss Carter.”  You can’t decide what surprises you more — that Steve can see red now, or that he knows her name.  So you decide you need another drink.

———-

4) When walking down a narrow dark alleyway always stay on the right, because Steve’s bad ear makes the right side feel blind to him (though damn if Steve’d ever admit that).  On broad open streets, switch to Steve’s left side, so that Steve could hear you better through the noise.

Later: Dum-Dum gives you a weird look as you line up to charge into a Hydra base.  “Why won’t you take the left flank for a change?”  You start explaining Steve’s bad ear before you remember that he’s not that Steve any more, and that Captain America doesn’t have a bad ear.

———-

5) Stuff in your left pockets are for Steve: the asthma cigarettes that Steve could never afford, a dime for that popcorn that Steve likes, tickets for whatever shindig you’re trying to drag Steve along to. Sometimes you put things there for Steve and totally forget about it, like extra paper and a spare pencil in case Steve wants to doodle.  The left side always belongs to Steve.

Later: Steve is awfully quiet by the campfire.  You sit down by his good ear and reach into your left pocket.  “Hey,” you say, pulling out a news clipping about the war front that featured a lovely photo of Miss Carter.  “You read this yet?  They think Morita’s a Japanese defector, but the section on Dernier is priceless.”

———————-

Still later:

Report on the Winter Soldier reset procedures

After the latest test run, only the following anomalies remain:

A) The asset tends to hug the right walls and not the left, and hesitates for 30 microseconds before climbing stairs.  However, he does not hesitate when scaling walls or ladders.

B) When walking unopposed the asset has a characteristic and identifiable stride, which is dropped when he is making a covered approach.  

C) The asset communicates via relative locations, often omitting crucial color information.  However, he can be commanded to describe the colors of any object in impressive detail.

D) When dressing himself, the asset keeps his knives exclusively on his right side, and his left pockets are underutilized.  This may be an effect of continued unfamiliarity with the new left arm.

After extensive field testing, we have determined that these anomalies do not impede the asset from completing his missions, and declare the reset process complete.

—————————

(Some habits linger, even when the person is gone.)

[basically the textual partner to the colorblindness comic] [pseudo-sequel here]

[The rest of my Captain America stuff]

[and now with colorblindness commentary]

(via turtlesstampede)

— 21 hours ago with 28303 notes
#Captain America  #fanfiction  #well not really but i want this in my fanfiction tag okay 
saloandseverine:

Leila Nda  at Ulyana Sergeenko HC Fall 2014

saloandseverine:

Leila Nda  at Ulyana Sergeenko HC Fall 2014

(via cleolinda)

— 21 hours ago with 145 notes
#Leila Nda  #clothes  #dresses 
Dinosaur Feathers →

travisbeacham:

"It kinda takes something away from t-rex if it has feathers."

You see him moving through the colonnade of tree trunks, huge and impossibly silent. You can’t help but gasp. That was a mistake. He stops and snaps his massive head in your direction, his eyes flashing against his hulking silhouette. He chuffs quietly. You see the plume of breath spill from his toothy jaws. You keep perfectly still. The forest seems to hold her breath. Maybe he doesn’t see you. Maybe that movie was right. But your heart sinks as he fixes his eyes on yours and his lion’s mane of bristly black feathers stands on end. He definitely sees you.

(In other words, feathers don’t take anything away from t-rex. You’re just not using your imagination properly.)

— 21 hours ago with 411 notes
#feathers  #dinosaurs  #imagination 
timholtorf asked: I find it interesting (and sort of telling as a culture) that you felt guilty about breaking into comics in that way. Have you known anyone else who has felt guilty about getting into comics, or even writing in general, in a rather unorthodox way?


Answer:

gailsimone:

Listen, they even have a name for this, but it escapes me at the moment (edited to add: some readers reminded me, thankfully…it’s ‘imposter syndrome).

Almost every writer worth a damn feels like a fraud roughly 99% of the time. It’s just part of the job description.


I was a hairdresser, and female, and I lived in the boonies, I had never even been to a comic book con before, and suddenly I had DC, Marvel, Bongo and Oni all offering me work. I had pros I really admired asking me to write scripts for them or to help me break in. 

I was so resistant to the idea that I could actually be a writer that I turned DOWN many, many offers to help me break in by established pros. It just seemed impossible, I couldn’t make any sense out of it at all. 

In a way, I am glad I resisted, because I feel like if I had broken in by co-writing with a famous writer, I would have been labeled as a hanger-on, or worse, for a long, long time. Breaking in under my own momentum, I really cherish that. It was difficult to do and I survived. I am proud of that.

Not to say that co-writing or being mentored is bad, it’s just not for me.

Anyway, yes, the first time someone interviewed me and called me a ‘professional writer,’ I actually corrected them and told them I was a hairdresser, because it made me physically uncomfortable to be called a writer. I thought writers were mythical beasts, like unicorns.

I have tremendous admiration for people who KNOW they are writers regardless of rejection. I was not that person, it took me a long time and a lot of positive reinforcement from pros and readers to start referring to myself that way.

— 22 hours ago with 196 notes
#writing  #gail simone 

partyshoggoth:

do you ever stop and realize that people probably discuss you from time to time when you arent around to witness it

not , even in a specifically positive or negative way just like

people mention you, or think of you, you occur to people sometimes

thats the most unnerving thing that i can think of, thats so weird, that i exist to people when im not even interacting with them

— 22 hours ago with 707191 notes
#I try not to think about it really  #relatable post