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courfeyradical:

emphasisonthehomo:

Queer subtext in media is nice and all, but have you considered:

  • Including actual queer characters instead of vague metaphors for queer characters.

 (x)

Well that was a REALLY SHORT exam…

kristoffbjorgman:

So, I had to literally walk through every scene, what’s going on in his head for real, and at least I could — like when he says, the first time when he finds out she’s a princess and drops to his knees. Before that she’s just a girl. But the key moment is when she says, “It’s just me.” And he goes, “Just you?”

And that’s like inside he’s going, “Ooh, you don’t think very highly of yourself, do you?”

-Jennifer Lee

stupidswampwitch:

masooood:

safeidgul:

Why can’t there be a male hooter’s equivalent where male servers are shirtless and highly sexualized for their bodies and looks

Male Strip clubs. You’re thinking of male strip clubs.

No. Not a male strip club. A strip club is a strip club. I want a place called Cahones where waiters wear Speedos and are forced to stuff if they don’t fill out their uniform well enough. I want them to giggle for my tips. I want it to be so normalised and engrained in our culture that women bring their daughters there for lunch (because whaaaaaat the wings are good! Geeze sensitive much?) where they’ll give playful little nudges like, “Wouldn’t mind if you dad had those. Heh heh heh.” that their daughters don’t even understand but will absorb and start to assume is just the normal way grown up women talk about grown up men. I want to playfully ask my waiter if I can have extra nuts on my salad and for him to swat my arm with an Oh, you because he knows if he doesn’t his manager will yell at him. I want other men to pretend to like going there so I think they’re cool. I want to go to Cahones during my lunch break at work and when I come back and tell the other women in the office where I went they chuckle slightly and the men around us suddenly feel self conscious and they don’t know why.

deareje:

vintageanchorbooks:

Mya Gosling and her succinct Shakespeare comics “In 3 Panels”. Achingly simple, these short comic strips provide a concise beginning-middle-end guide to many of Shakespeare’s classic and obscure works.

Well, you know…Shakespeare

datunofficialdisneyprincess:

theassofremylebeau:

Best lesson from a Disney movie

This is an underrated movie

bible-jpg:

i just realised jesus faked his death for more followers

tsuki-chibi:

twcflorkin:

melissaxl0ve:

deadlyflashesofgreen:

ohheyitsbrandon:

thebacklot:

This is the most unexpected ad for lube that you will ever watch

Oh.

Ohhhhhhh

It was cute

I actually really like this ad.

That was the fucking sweetest thing ever.

“It feels like such a luxury, sleeping with Peeta again. I didn’t realize until now how starved I’ve been for human closeness. For the feel of him beside me in the darkness. I wish I hadn’t wasted the last couple of nights shutting him out. I sink down into sleep, enveloped in his warmth, and when I open my eyes again, daylight’s streaming through the windows”

Katniss was starving for human closeness. Starving. That means that she hadn’t felt it like this since her and Peeta were close in the caves during the first games, when she felt safe in his arms, the first person to make her feel that safe since her father passed away. Peeta made her feel that. Peeta had her starving for human closeness when she’s naturally a secluded person because she doesn’t want to get hurt or trust. But she trusts Peeta. And she feels at peace in his arms, even when she knows they could be killed at any moment by Snow’s command.  (via frostingpeetaswounds)

Please just take these photos from my hands
sr