The Edge of Night
Sometimes I think to myself, “do I really want to buy another chocolate bar?”
And then I remember that there is a super volcano under Yellowstone that is 40,000 years overdue and when it erupts it could potentially cover most of north America in ash and create a volcanic winter that kills half the worlds population
And I’m like, fuck yeah I want that chocolate barThis is one of the most inspiring posts i’ve ever seen
just some quick sketches and concepts for mako and bolin’s parents 2.0
now with mama firebender and papa earthbender FOR A LIMITED TIME ONLY
Almost Human S1 First Look TrailerAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH
*SCREEEECH*
I AM HERE FOR THIS. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HERE I AM FOR THIS!!!
Every time I see Clara kicking butt or exploring a new world with the Doctor, I keep picturing Oswin.
Oswin, the sad and lonely girl trapped in a living hell for a year, who wanted so desperately to see the world but never got the chance. The girl who begged the Doctor to rescue her and “show her the stars” only to be ripped from a reality she created and burned in a haze of sacrifice and courage.
And in tonight’s episode when the Cybermen couldn’t find information on the Doctor, I hope he was thinking of Oswin and when she saved his life.
So I’ve discovered a surprising number of people I know didn’t know this, and I thought it was a common trivia, so I think I’ll mention it here:
Considering the socio-norm back in the day was to marry young women between families as economical arrangements, a new bride would find the prospect of a (usually older) gentleman who demands sex (or at least, has the expectation of sex—for consummation of the marriage at the very least) to be terrifying and beastly, and can be seen a danger on her innocence and purity.
Going by the original tale: the beauty (new bride) is removed from her family and home (her comfort and the only place she knows) to go live with her new spouse out of an arrangement her father was forced into (an arranged marriage), bracing herself for the worst sort of monster—one who will be violent and rageful and subject her to a life of harm and terror… only to discover that, when she lives with the beast, he’s an intellectual thrill and a delight to bond with. Still, she does not love him, and so he allows her to return home (by her own choice!), only to discover she does indeed love him when she receives a vision that the beast is sick and dying. She rushes back to his side (again, by her choice!), and through this acceptance of friendship and newfound adoration, she sees her spouse not as a beast out to consume her or ravish her, but as a man and very human, and she learns to take charge of her own sexuality—becoming a woman in her own right.
It’s an easy story to paint as romanticizing an abusive relationship, so I think it’s a pity more people don’t realize it has its roots in empowering a woman’s own view of sex and her own sexual destiny!
/the more you know
aaaah, thank you.
People will call this story a case of Stockholm Syndrome and I just…
that’s not even the case at all.
nothing screws up your friday like realizing it’s only wednesday
I don’t know why there’s this animosity between the original Sherlock fans, the movie fans, the BBC sherlock fans and the Elementary fans.
It doesn’t matter.
Either way Sir Arthur Conan Doyle will hate youWe’re all arguing over who can make him hate us the most.
Zachary Quinto explained his totally normal interview vocab
