angry waves

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I’ve been watching the film She’s Beautiful When She’s Angry (it’s on Netflix), a documentary about women’s rights movements in the sixties and seventies. It’s really good but my favorite part so far is the brief mention of the WITCH movement, which I hadn't heard of until now. 

Some feminist groups in the sixties and seventies called themselves “Women’s International Terrorist Conspiracy from Hell (WITCH)” They pretended to hex misogynists… it seems amazing but they only stayed around for about two years.

Can we bring this back please?

anonymous asked:

Hey Ship, have you seen the post by Thinlezzies talking about how you finding that particular photo of Shel Silverstein scary is antisemitic? It's been going around jumblr and I think you might be getting another wave of angry anons/asks soon. So um brace yourself bb

I haven’t seen that one yet, but I got a few angry asks earlier while I was with at my dying grandmother’s bedside and decided that, ya know, now just isn’t the time for discourse.

In retrospect I get why people are saying that and I shouldn’t have said anything at all about him. I never meant to suggest that his facial features themselves were scary - just the fact that he was a big muscley soldier who worked for Playboy and styled himself like a nightclub bouncer, who seemed to enjoy tailoring a persona of “alarming weird guy” by intentionally striking creepy poses and bizarre expressions in cover photos a la Salvador Dali, despite being best known for being the author of the books your teacher read aloud in third grade. I genuinely like him as a person and don’t find his features ugly or alarming - I talked so freely because he looks a lot like my dad and even kind of acts like him.

I’m sorry if that wasn’t clear, and sorrier still if that clarity doesn’t matter. I just got the impression that he cultivated a macho persona on purpose and that his photos were meant to be humorous. The ‘he looks like he could kill me’ comments were meant to be affectionate, in the same vein as ‘wow she looks like she could break my spine over her knee’ comments on muscular character designs.


Diglett in the Alola region live near volcanic areas, so they have few places to hide themselves away. Their tunneling activity plows the land, creating cultivated soil that’s great for agriculture. Because of this, many people in the Alola region are grateful for the presence of Diglett.

The hairlike growths sprouting from Diglett’s head are metallic whiskers. It’s said they developed these stiff yet flexible whiskers in order to survive in the hostile volcanic environment. The whiskers provide a sensory function, enabling Alolan Diglett to scan the surrounding area without exposing their faces aboveground.

Their current emotional state is revealed by their whiskers. When their whiskers stand straight up, they’re angry. Whiskers that wave are a sign that the Pokémon is on alert. When they swing their whiskers around, they’re in a good mood, and when their  whiskers droop, they’re feeling lonely or downhearted.

Alolan Diglett can have the Tangling Hair Ability, which is a new Ability that no other Pokémon has previously had. With the Tangling Hair Ability, opponents that hit Alolan Diglett with a move that makes direct contact will have their Speed lowered by 1. 

In the Alola region, Dugtrio is revered as an incarnation of the god of the land, and it’s treated with great importance. This is why the people of Alola fall to their knees and bow deeply whenever they come across an Alolan Dugtrio that has poked its faces out of its burrow.

Alolan Dugtrio’s whiskers shine with a brilliance akin to golden hair. The whiskers are flexible, just like Diglett’s, but hard and strong. They continue to grow throughout an Alolan Dugtrio’s life, although at a very slow rate. Removing Alolan Dugtrio whiskers from the Alola region is prohibited. It’s said that those who take them receive divine punishment. Every year, many tourists come back, apparently to return whiskers they had taken.

There is a superstitious belief that many Alolan Dugtrio come out of their holes on a day when a volcano will erupt. Older residents of Alola will flee immediately at the sight. It’s thought that Alolan Dugtrio, which live beneath the ground’s surface, detect movements in the ground that indicate an impending eruption and are so alarmed that they come aboveground.

By now we all know the real reason Raphael showed up empty handed in a starving vampire’s bedroom and proceeded to invade said vampire’s personal space.

I mean c,mon Simon, who needs a blood bag when you have your own smol angry boyfriend practically waving his arteries in front of your face?

Raf is reaching out to u Simon baby, he has trouble expressing his feelings u have to take a hint


A scene from the Lefties: Angry Wimmin (2006) documentary on Second Wave Feminism (specifically the Radical Feminism of the Revolutionary Feminists in the 1970s and 1980s).

Give It Back

So this is my first Fantastic Beasts fic! If anyone has any requests let me know!!


“Percy!!” You shout, storming into MACUSA, and making your way to your husband’s office. Newt trailed behind you, nervously wringing his hands.

“Y-You don’t have t-to do this, Y/N. I don’t want Percival to get angry”

You wave him off, “Nonsense, darling. He had no right to take your case, and I won’t have you leaving just because he is trying to keep your creatures from you”

Newt stayed silent behind you, and hurried to keep up. You march straight through the entire Department of Magical Law Enforcement, past all of the Senior Aurors, and straight into Percival Graves’ office.

Your husband looks confused when he looks up to see you and Newt in his doorway, “Hello, Y/N. Hello, Mr. Scamander”

“Percival. Newt here has informed me that you took away his case” You raise your shin, and cross your arms.

“I did. I can’t have magical creatures escaping and revealing our existence to the No-Maj population.”

“While I understand that, I don’t understand why you are denying him access to the creatures”

“His permits …”

You hold up one hand, stopping the director in his tracks, “Yes, his permits, he also mentioned those to me. While it’s all well and good that you confiscated the case because of those, it does not explain why he is not allowed to care for the creatures.”

“Y/N, I will not …”

“If you will not listen to me, then I will go to Madame President “You state.

Percival sits forward, “Now, Y/N, I love you, but this is not a matter that you should be interfering in” he growls.

“Y/N please, I told you he would be angry” Newt whispers

You turn around, giving the shy man a gently smile. “Unfortunately, I don’t really give a damn that he’s angry. I will not allow any creature to go mistreated, and as you are the only one who knows how to properly care for them, I will make sure that you have access to them.” You turn back around, facing your husband, “I love you too, Percy, but what you are doing is wrong. I’m sorry, love”

Spinning around you walk out of his office, smirking when all of the Senior Aurors immediately tried to look like they hadn’t been eavesdropping. You march over to Percival’s second-in-command, John Eisenhower. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Graves”

“Hello, John. Where is Madame President?”

“I think she’s in her office”

“Thank you. Try to stall Percy when he comes out, will you?”

John chuckled, “Don’t get me involved in your weird foreplay “

You chuckle and take off toward Seraphina Picquery’s office. You knock and walk in. “Seraphina! I need to speak with you!”

Madame President sighed and placed her quill to the side, “Y/N, I would like to say that this visit is a surprise, but I would hate to lie to you. I’m guessing that this is about Mr. Scamander’s case and the creatures that reside in it?”

You nod and flick your wand behind you, making sure that the door is soundly locked. “You would be correct in that assessment. Are you going to actually listen to me, Seraphina? Or will you ignore me like my husband just did?”

Seraphina let out a chuckle, quite used to your antics at this point, “Of course I will listen to you. Now make your case, Y/N, and I will make my decision after that”

“Alright, I’ll tell you the same thing that I told Percy. I understand why you took away the case, as magical creatures are illegal in America, but I believe that Newt should be allowed access to them. He holds some of the rarest creatures, and he is the only one who has the knowledge to properly care for them. MACUSA has had several instances where they would have used a magizoologist. Why don’t you offer Newt a job here. That way you can keep an eye on him, the creatures, and he would be of use to you.”

Seraphina sits back in her chair, her brow furrowing. She was thinking about what you have said, and honestly it wasn’t a bad idea. “Alright, Y/N, I accept your proposal. Newt will be under the direct supervision of Director Graves. He, of course, will still be able to travel and search for his creatures, if only to make the world safer.”

You grin, “I knew you would understand!”

“Yes, now please unlock the door before your husband decides to gather his Aurors and force his way in.”

Flicking your want toward the door, it immediately springs open, revealing a smiling Newt and a scowling Percival. Newt runs up to you, wrapping you in a tight hug, “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

You ruffle the man’s curly hair, “I made a promise, darling, and I never break those”

Newt turns and start talking to Madame President about his new job offer, and about the different accommodations he would need for his creatures. You make your way over to your husband’s side, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Percy” you sing, “Percy, don’t be angry at me, love.”

Percy grumble under his breath, but wrapped his arm around your waist, “I’m not really mad at you, sweetheart. I’m happy for Newt, he gets his creatures back, but you’re a pain in the ass.”

You smile up at him, pressing a quick kiss to the underside of his jaw, “I know I am, but it’s why you love me”

“I do love you, you know”

“I love you too, and now Newt will be happy, and you will have to make a friend”

Percival pulls back, “Who said that we would be become friends? “

“Newt is impossible to not befriend, especially because you will be directly supervising him”

Percy groans, “Of course I will”

“Now, come on! He’ll be spending a lot of time in his case, and writing his book. He will just use the couch in your office for everything”

“Sometimes I don’t know why I love you”

You giggle and hold out your left hand, pretending to admire your wedding ring, “Well I love you for your sunny personality, and your endless patience”

A throat clears behind you, “While watching you two flirt is adorable, I would appreciate it if you would do it outside of my office. Director Graves, you now have a new employee, enjoy your day everyone”

Newt practically skips ahead of you and Percy, practically vibrating with excitement, he was eager to get back to his creature. You and Percy walked behind him, parting ways at his office. You had gotten what you wanted, so today had been a productive day.

noblesseprime  asked:

Hey, I saw something that totallygandalf had written and wanted to see if you might... Work your magic? He wrote "Au where percy was the one who fell into tartarus, and annabeth didn’t go after him.
After he came back his eyes had lost their shine, still crinkled in a smile, yet empty, as if he’s not truly there"

he breaks down one night after getting so angry that the waves almost sweep half the forest away 

“You don’t know what I did… what I did to get back to you,” he says, tears streaming down his cheeks. 

she takes his face in her hands and puts her forehead to his, “I know you feel like you’re drowning but I’m right here. I’m right here and I want to help pull you out. All you have to do is take my hand.” 

he raises his head a bit so his eyes can meet hers, “First my anchor, now my life line. You ever gonna get tired of having to save me?” 

“Never, Seaweed Brain. Never.” 

  • me: you know what, i'm leaving
  • bf: oh, like how zayn left 1d?
  • me:
  • harry:
  • louis:
  • niall:
  • zayn:
  • liam: listen here u lil b i cth

underrated books ➺ salt to the sea by ruta sepetys

The night was dark. The sea churned, boiling and angry. Huge waves crashed against the ship. A sailor fired a flare. It soared high, a red shooting star illuminating an endless snow-filled sky. Frantic passengers tried to run as soon as they emerged from the stairs. I watched as they slipped and skidded
across the icy deck, screaming and plunging into the water like human raindrops.