So now when you do Alt + Reblog, the reblog symbol turns green, “explodes” and then disappears.
I THOUGHT THIS WAS KIDDING SOGMLASG
HOLY SHIT
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This is JASON FYLES and he goes to my university (Newcastle University, North East of England) He is 19 years old, 5’8, ginger hair and slim. He was last seen in the Sandyford area at 2:45am on Thursday morning and has not been seen since. He was wearing a blue shirt, grey cardigan, beige chinos and brown ankle boots. Everyone in uni is so worried about him along with his family and friends. We are coming together as a university to appeal for his safe return. It is thought that he lost his friends on the night out and tried to make his way back by himself. Please, I am begging for you to REBLOG THIS, even if you don’t live in Newcastle, or England. Every REBLOG means that someone else will see his face, they will know who we are looking for, and your followers could be the one to know his whereabouts. Stay safe Jason, we’re looking for you.
THIS WILL NOT RUIN YOUR BLOG!PLEASE. Nobody reblogged my own post on this which I posted an hour or so ago so I’m wondering if nobody will now. This guy is my friend. If I have ever sent you a nice ask or reblogged something of yours and it made you happy for a second (or even if I haven’t; this is about helping him, not doing me a favour) for God’s sake just help now, help to find my friend Jason. You want me to make him human to you?
- Once we all grew beans in pots as part of a Biology experiment- the experiment failed miserably and made the whole lab stink, but his was the only bean that grew and he was actually pretty proud about it
- He learned to knit as part of a school project where he had to learn a creative skill, and when a couple of people teased him about it he said “gender is a social construct” and carried on knitting like a badass
- He loves the scene in The Great Gatsby where Gatsby throws all his silk shirts around and he and I used to giggle over it together
- Once I asked him if he had a string of tinsel I could use in a photoshoot and he brought me a big cardboard box full of tinsel and fairy lights because he’s a helpful and lovely guy
He’s HUMAN and he needs our HELP and just PLEASE PLEASE FUCKING REBLOG THIS??? He’s been missing for four days now- when he went missing he would have been wearing his contact lenses and he won’t have had his (very thick) glasses with him so by now he’ll have had to take his contacts out and throw them away and he won’t be able to see well and oh God just please signal boost this
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Why Do Men Keep Putting Me in the Girlfriend-Zone?
You know how it is, right, ladies? You know a guy for a while. You hang out with him. You do fun things with him—play video games, watch movies, go hiking, go to concerts. You invite him to your parties. You listen to his problems. You do all this because you think he wants to be your friend.
But then, then comes the fateful moment where you find out that all this time, he’s only seen you as a potential girlfriend. And then if you turn him down, he may never speak to you again. This has happened to me time after time: I hit it off with a guy, and, for all that I’ve been burned in the past, I start to think that this one might actually care about me as a person. And then he asks me on a date.
I tell him how much I enjoy his company, how much I value his friendship. I tell him that I really want to be his friend and to continue hanging out with him and talking about our favorite books or exploring new restaurants or making fun of avant-garde theatre productions. But he rejects me. He doesn’t answer my calls or e-mails; if we’d been making plans to do something before this fateful incident, these plans mysteriously fail to materialize. (This is why I never did get around to seeing the Hunger Games movie. Not to name any names, but thanks a lot, Tom.) Later, when I run into him at social events, our conversations are awkward and lukewarm. This is because the moment we met, he put me in the girlfriend-zone, and now he can’t see me as friend material.
I must say that I find this really unfair. I mean, I’m a nice girl. I have a lot to offer as a friend, like not being a douchebag and stuff. But males just don’t want to be friends with nice girls like me. They can’t help it, I guess; it’s just how they’re wired, biologically. Evolution conditioned our male hominid ancestors to seek nice girls as mates and form friendship bonds only with the other dudes that they hunted mammoths with. It’s true—I know this because I studied hominids in my fifth-grade science class.
So what’s the answer? Should I take up mammoth-hunting in an attempt to appeal to the friendship centers of men’s primal lizardbrains? Should I keep making guy “friends” and then prevent them from making a move on me by subtly undermining their self-confidence? Should I just give up on those manipulative, game-playing, two-faced bastards once and for all? I don’t know. I mean, I’d really like to have a true friendship with a guy someday, but it’s so hard to trust and respect them when they never say what they mean—and you never know when you might be relegated to the girlfriend-zone.Brilliant.
Tumblr of a Phoe: Reblog if you are a wizard or a witch
1.4 million wizards on Tumblr!
1.4 MILLION WIZARDS ON TUMBLR
ALMOST 2
2 Million!
2.7 Million
Almost 3 Million!!!!
4 MILLION!!!!
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Tumblr of a Phoe: freckles04: sketchyfletch: Because I am going to scream if one more...
Because I am going to scream if one more person IRL makes snotty comments about my enjoyment of the fantasy genre, questions for my followers. Or rather, two.
Why do you think the fantasy genre is generally treated as less worthy reading material than other…
One of my fiction writing profs would go on and on about how formulaic it is. Of course, he could never give me the formula… I actually spent the bulk of my thesis defense arguing about sf/f as valid Capital L Literature with him. I think I finally got through to him, but I also know that he was interested in learning, which is why we talked about it so much.
Genre fiction generally is thought of as fluffy and insubstantial. It obviously doesn’t tackle any large or difficult questions. And we all know that every piece of “straight” fiction is totally serious. I mean just look at the literature section at your local bookstore. /sarcasm
Multiple disparate people on my dash are currently gobsmacked over the inanity Gail Simone is currently dealing with
Spoilers she doesn’t approve of torrenting comics QUELLE SURPRISE I KNOW
Next we will ask Steven Spielberg if he approves of us bootlegging movies and Papa John if we can download a pizza
My friends could never understand why I, a writer who hoped to write and sell books, was uncomfortable with them pirating every gaming book in sight. Uhm… Hoping to make my living there someday, guys. Same friends don’t understand why I don’t just torrent Doctor Who instead of buying the season pass on iTunes. I like supporting creators I love. Now, I do feel that acquiring digital copies of things I have paid for in physical form is a little different. I look forward to the day when Amazon will, when I buy a physical book, offer me the kindle version for an extra 99 cents to two dollars. Sort of like some blurays come with a digital copy. I would be all over that because I still love me some dead tree editions an mostly use the kindle just when I’m traveling.
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
Love this!
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- Me: I shall start watching Supernatural again, even though it is generally over my scary level. I'll just read recaps and then jump into season 4.
- Supernatural: Here. Have a false sense of security about this decision.
- Me: Angels! Demons! Yay! I can totally handle this and watch at night alone.
- Supernatural: Now here's an episode about feral homicidal children who live in the walls.
- Me: And that's the story of me not sleeping tonight.
Am I the only one not really worried about Yahoo buying Tumblr? If it starts sucking ass (more than it does) we can all migrate back over to Dreamwidth…
Dreamwidth? In my day we had LiveJournal. And you needed a damn invite to get in!
Yeah, but Dreamwidth is a fan project, meant to be a safe space for fandom. It was started when lj started making noises about censoring adult fannish material. So, unlike LJ, which has been sold a few times, it’s unlikely to be sold off (or even attractive to) a larger company that will endanger fandom activities on it!
Yeah, I remember. I actually have a dreamwidth account. Just had to be crotchety for a minute. ;)
I feel like this random pile of crap at work accurately represents Iron Man’s life…
… Is Cap’s shield a bottle opener?
Am I the only one not really worried about Yahoo buying Tumblr? If it starts sucking ass (more than it does) we can all migrate back over to Dreamwidth…
Dreamwidth? In my day we had LiveJournal. And you needed a damn invite to get in!
I just had the sweetest, tiniest women come into the store. They were both easily in their eighties, hair done up in curls, matching outfits, an entire barrel of perfume each. I thought, okay, they think the old toy store is still in this building…
AND THEN THEY SCHOOLED ME. I did not know Hawkgirl ever had her own miniseries. Not only did they inform me of that, but also who wrote and drew it, when it came out, and how many issues there were. They then proceeded to buy up all of our Hawkgirl, some silver age Flash, a bunch of our Batman merch, and then some.
One in particular told me that when she broke her shoulder, she had her physo-therapist put a picture of Hawkgirl up on the high wall so she could reach for it every day, to help her healing. Because, she told me, if Hawkgirl can swing a mace, she can too.
Nerds <3
Playing Plague Inc on my phone
I called my disease “Yaoi” because getting messages like “Australia is the first country to shut down its airports to try and stop the spread of yaoi” is funny to me,okay.
ETA: “Research doctors all around the world are completely focused on developing a cure for Yaoi.”
“Normal life in Finland is being to break down due to Yaoi.”
ETA again: Yaoi wiped out humanity.
As we all knew it eventually would.
Reblog if you know who Patrick Stewart is
Please, I’m trying to win a bet with my friends
20? I don’t believe it
I believe there should be a Sir in there somewhere.
Of course he was knighted for his talents in
