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Photo reblogged from TONY KATAI
I wish this had been tagged or titled so I had a single clue what it was besides gorgeous.
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I never post on Tumblr, so I’m hoping my few followers can help me get this word out by reblogging…
I work for a hotel that hosts a major US con every year. I love anime and I go to cons myself, but I am going to be blunt about some of the problems we have and how we deal with them. I don’t…
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Link reblogged from For Orchestra
For months I couldn’t figure out why some of my music had different audio embeds than others. I wanted everything to be the Soundcloud player rather than the tumblr player. This tutorial explains what I did to fix it, and I hope it helps other musicians here on Tumblr.
Step 1: Go to your audio…
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Photo reblogged from More of my stuff
Fundraising update! You hit $5k! We can beat Multiple Sclerosis in our lifetime!! Now let’s see if we can hit another $5k by May 5th. ;) http://tinyurl.com/brwjrcf
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Photo reblogged from More of my stuff
Weak sauce update: Thank you to everyone who has donated already. Now how about the rest of you?
You can raise a zillion dollars for Veronica Mars on KS, you can spare a buck for MS Research. Statistically speaking you can’t all be bots, right?
Donate here!! http://tinyurl.com/brwjrcf (yes, you can even use Paypal)
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“You don’t get it, do you?”
“I get that you’re siding with the werewolf that’s been threatening this town for years. I get that these people have been so scared for so long, they just live with the fear like it’s part of their normal lives.”
“Oh wow, he really doesn’t get it.”
“Not at all.”
“What are you two talking about?”
“Haven’t you noticed that the only people who’ve really taken to your fear-mongering are the new people in town?”
“Because they haven’t lived in the shadow of the werewolf for long!”
“Yes, exactly.”
“Wait, now I’m confused. You agreed with me.”
“No, he agreed with a very specific concept you presented: the people who are afraid of the werewolf are the new people in town.”
“Because they don’t know any better.”
“That’s what I said!”
“What you said, yes. But not your implication, which is different. You feel the long-term residents of this town should be afraid to. Said long-term residents, myself, and my companion, feel differently: the new residents have no reason to fear the werewolf.”
“Why the hell would you not fear a werewolf?! It’s something you need protection from!”
“If it were a werewolf the way you’re thinking of them, a werewolf from the stories used to frighten misbehaved children that eventually grew into fairy tales and legends, then yes. But technically, it’s not – it’s what inspired those stories.”
“Oooh, I hadn’t figured that out yet.”
“But you were on your way, I could see it in your eyes.”
“I was working on the part where we’re in the future where those stories exist and trying to decide if it’s the same werewolf or a descendant.”
“Same one. Doing the job the realities themselves gave birth to it to do.”
“What are you two babbling about?”
“May I?”
“By all means. Your eyes shifted, you’ve got all the pieces and put the puzzle together, unlike him. He’s got a picture and thinks it’s finished, but he’s missing most of it.”
“It’s simple really: you think these people need protection from the werewolf because it can cause fear. The truth is, the werewolf is here to provide protection from things they should fear.”
“Things like you: a man craving power and willing to use fear to get it. You heard the stories and you found the truth in them and then you found this town, hidden away on the edge of forever. The innocent that need protecting are drawn here, but anyone can find it. Some people wander in and don’t stay long – they don’t know how to live in a world where they don’t have to fear anything. Such people don’t try to bring fear in though. You tried to bring it in, plant it, and raise it as a crop!”
“I… I… I…”
“Oh shut up.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Still don’t think he’s figured out his biggest mistake though.”
“Given that he’s trying to process what we just told him, I doubt it.”
“My biggest mistake was letting you two live when you questioned me!”
“Hah, no!”
“That would be the second biggest mistake you made.”
“And while I’m quite happy to be alive, I don’t think you’d be okay much longer had you killed us.”
“You see, the werewolf, as you choose to call it – I’ll spare you it’s proper name, as understanding it requires a much greater understanding of temporal-quantum physics and multi-phase realities that you could achieve in your lifetime – knows how fear works and knows how to use it as well. Do you know what fear’s greatest weakness is?”
“Trust.”
“Exactly. And what is its greatest strength? “
“Familiarity?”
“Very good. So, when the werewolf removed your second in command, whom the town didn’t trust at all, you picked someone they did as his replacement.”
“Connor.”
“Yep.”
“On that note, why don’t we leave the gentleman in here with his werewolf? I think everything will be fine shortly.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.”
“With my… oh no.”
(I might have been watching Doctor Who when this came to mind.)
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Photo reblogged from REALITY WITH A GOOD HELPING OF FANTASY, PLEASE.
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Can anyone tell me if this is an actual promo shot or a manip? Because if it is a promo shot I WANT TO WEEP WITH ITS RIGHTNESS, HOLY GOD. Lois in STANDING IN FRONT OF CLARK. She’s in the foreground! SHE IS STANDING IN A PHYSICALLY STRONG POSE. She is staring STRAIGHT AHEAD (i.e. she is NOT averting her gaze). Her shoulders are back, her legs are planted firmly on the ground, shoulder width apart, STEADY. SHE IS TAKING UP SPACE, AND NOT OVERTLY SEXUALIZED. CLARK IS STANDING BEHIND HER MIRRORING HER POSE. This is the most beautiful photo I have ever seen, holy fucking god. GETTING IT RIGHT.
(to answer the question, yes it’s official, it’s from Empire magazine)
Too often, female characters are posed for these promotional shots in distinctly sexual (and just plain uncomfortable) positions and told that it is somehow supposed to empower them; here, Lois Lane demonstrates both the strength and the femininity of her character through a confident, assertive stance. Because the two go hand-in-hand.
(Not to mention that, as previously stated, Clark is not only behind her, but also mirroring her pose.)
Love it.
ten points to DC
don’t make me revoke them later I will Dumbledore your ass.holy things done right batman
i may just have to get my ass out of the house and see a movie
you have to laugh when it has somehow gotten to the point where “woman from comic book stands up straight” is cause for celebration and praise
We have really low standards when it comes to this sort of shit. Yet we are still so very often disappointed.
this post makes me so happy I get chills.
My first thought on this was “Why is Lois blonde? Lois Lane is supposed to have black hair in my experience.”
(Source: ruthgilmartin)
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Photo reblogged from Madness takes its toll. Please have exact change.
Chris Goodwin lives in Boston and occasionally does comics depicting what he overhears while walking around the city. Here’s his latest one.
This is one of three moments I want to make sure I remember.
Overheard in Boston Garden yesterday, after the bombing. I had been evacuated out of an office building in Copley Square and was making my way “away” from the site. Not exactly to anywhere in particular - just away.
The park was full of other people meandering, either pushed out of buildings, like myself, or there by default to meet the runners still trickling in. It made for a natural place to meet after the race (only a couple blocks further from the Finish Line), but was now where people drifted about, uncertain what to do and how to connect with loved ones out on the race course.
I noticed this particular pair (both had clipped British accents, presumably tourists for the event) because of what she first said, which seemed strikingly poetic and surreal. The mother appeared to be remarkably calm and stable: She talked to her child very matter-of-factly.
I first thought this was because she didn’t want her kid to panic; but it wasn’t until the child pointed out the obvious (that the father was likely not carrying a cellphone for the race) that I realized she was functioning on autopilot, and probably did not fully know where she was going, nor what she was doing.
Damn it, Chris, stop making me cry.
