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i love how it takes .08 seconds for me to determine whether or not a fic is good. like with regular literature sometimes you’ve gotta dig into it to figure out if you really wanna read this thing but when u got ao3 open at 3 am u just know. u just gotta read 3 lines and u know

Friendly reminder to check your breasts while you’re just sitting there scrolling the internet, then reblog so your followers do the same. Two people I know were just diagnosed within the same week.

these are the things that need spread. not fucking ribbons and the words “breast cancer awareness.” we know it exists. just knowing it exists isn’t going to help much.

for everyone who has breasts or is rather busty in the chest area (because men can get it too and not everyone who has breasts is a woman)

Quick reminder for my followers with boobs! I checked mine and I’m all clear.

Notice how Shan Yu doesn’t even question it or make a comment about “BUT YOU’RE A GIRL” he just instantly goes into a “I’LL TEACH YOU TO KILL MY MEN AND STEAL MY VICTORY” rage and I think about this a lot sometimes

((Well that might have to do with the fact that he’s a Hun.  Women among the Huns had higher status than their Chinese counterparts and even some of their own men. Women were free to hunt and fight along side of the men, could choose their own husbands and divorce him if she choose to. There were even records of clans being led by women leaders. So for Shan Yu Mulan is just another soldier))

thank you, history side of tumblr.

He also might not have been able to see very well, due to whatever horrible disease has taken hold in his eyeballs.

Pretty serious Wilson’s Disease judging by the copper buildup in in irises, and apparent melanocytosis localized to his sclera.

Thank you medical side of tumblr

I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FOREVER

It’s always mandatory to reblog this whenever it appears

This is really a A++ post

sometimes i hate being a writer bc literally everything in the world can give me an idea for a story and that makes me want to write it before i finish the stuff i’ve already started and then that makes me want to punch myself in the face

MOOD

I write down all my ideas in Wattpad right when I get them and I figure that at some point, I’ll sit down and write them.

I can definitely relate

A single mom moves into a new apartment with her young son, only to find out it’s inhabited by a poltergeist. At first she’s spooked, but comes to realize that the poltergeist is helping to raise her son.

I’d watch it.

IF YOU NEED TO CALL 911 BUT ARE SCARED TO BECAUSE OF SOMEONE IN THE ROOM, dial and ask for a pepperoni pizza. They will ask if you know you’re calling 911. Say yes, and continue pretending you’re making an order. They’ll ask if there’s someone in the room.

You can ask how long it will take for the pizza to get to you, and they will tell you how far away a dispatcher is.

Here is an example video

Reblog to literally save a life

I’ve done this.  I’m alive because of this. 

My flat-mate’s date for the night was almost as drunk as her.  She had passed out in her room and locked the door.  He refused to leave because he wanted to have sex.  He also demanded food because he was dealing with “whiskey dick”.  He didn’t like the lack of food in the fridge.  I called 911, did the stuff stated above, and he was getting PISSED about how long the “order” was taking.  He took my phone, demanded they “hurry the fuck up”.  Police arrived two minutes later, arrested him, and helped me file a police report.  Pressing charges wasn’t necessary because he had warrants on him from THREE different states for the very thing he planned to do to me.  Several months after this happened one of the officers informed me he was charged with two felonies because he crossed stay lines, and will be serving no less than 35 years in prison.  The officer ripped into my flat-mate about her bringing home complete strangers, while drunk, knowing full well this shit could happen. 

This was 14 years ago.  

Do the pizza order, do it as calmly as you can.  The dispatcher I spoke to said things like this:

“If he’s drunk say you want mushrooms.”  I said I want extra mushrooms.

“If he’s threatening you with sexual assault say you want onions.”  I said I want onions.

She went like this with different toppings and sauces for a description of him, like pineapple if he’s blonde, black olives if he’s tall, extra large if he’s tall, etc.

They’ve heard this sort of coded call before.  They’re trained for it.  They will understand what you’re saying.  Order the pizza.

Really though. I’m in training for dispatch and this was one of the first things they taught us. Pretend you’re talking to a friend or relative, pretend you’re ordering pizza, we’ll figure it out. We’ll word questions so you can answer in an easy, casual way. Please, just make the call and we will do everything we can to help you.

Reblog to save a life

Why the fuck is this not more widely known?

Also, my phone has this lil feature that texts my emergency contacts with my location + a picture of me and all I have to do is press the power button three times consecutively. Idk if only samsung phones can do it but it’s a really helpful trick if you’re ever in danger and you’re not in a position to talk to someone on the phone

Just a family of bears chilling in a pool.

Dialogue Prompt

“I’ve never been so insulted.”

“Really? That’s surprising.”

Something an xyz duelist might say to a fusion duelist (yugioh arc v reference)

“We’ve come so far. We can’t let go now.”

This dialogue could fit in a yugioh arc v fanfiction said by an oc

When Val-Yor calls me “Troq,” he is saying that I am worthless, a nothing.

The Houses as Christmas Traditions

Gryffindor: waking up as early as possible Christmas Day to open presents, bringing a gag gift for Dirty Santa and fighting with everyone for the only serious gift, having your phone die at 12 pm because you spent all morning texting everyone various Christmas memes.

Slytherin: hosting all the Christmas parties for friends and family because you have the best decorations, cooking the same Christmas meal for dinner that you’ve had your whole life because it’s tradition, spending way too much on Christmas gifts for your friends and family because you knew the perfect gift for them and who cares if it’s a little more expensive than you planned for?

Ravenclaw: excitedly discussing which laws of physics would have to be broken in order for Santa to deliver gifts to the entire world in one night, mouthing the words along to your favorite Christmas movie as you watch it for the hundredth time, reading the same books you used to read on Christmas because they just have that Christmas feel now.

Hufflepuff: handmaking everyone’s Christmas gifts so that they’ll be as unique and special as your loved ones, laughing at each other’s whipped cream mustaches from drinking hot chocolate too quickly, insisting that all you want for Christmas is to be with your friends and family (a request that said friends and family promptly ignore to get you the gifts you deserve).

“I’m a demon, not a hot water bottle. Stop cuddling me.”

“But you’re so warm.”

“Like hell. Fire, brimstone, eternal burning.” It had absolutely no effect whatsoever, and the demon sighed, wrapping one arm around the other.

Prompt

She had a special talent: stories, written so artfully that they came to life. However, the ink never stuck to the pages in this dimension, so the tales were scattered across the realms.

me to myself: write.

my brain: here are 10 ideas

me: cool! Write the story ?

brain: no write just idea!!!

Clear your mind here

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