this is not the child from the quote though

You wanna know why I’m in love with you?“ He asked as he ran his hand along my jaw.

“Sure,” I answered feeling as if my heart could explode at any moment.

“ I fell in love with the way your laugh is always the loudest in the movie theater or the way your facial expressions always give away how you feel. The way you smile & freak out when you see puppies makes my heart want you. Or when you take a shower & your hair starts to curl. & when you say you hate it I don’t understand because to me it’s fucking beautiful. I fell in love with the way you feel so intensely. & your sarcasm is something that I just can’t live without. & the way you want everyone to be happy gives me hope that not everyone in the world is cruel. I love how sunsets and thunderstorm bring you pure joy. & you have the faith of a child that makes me want to protect you even though you’re the strongest person I know. I’m in love with everything that has to do with you.

—  E.M.S {Everything you fell in love with}
  • Mercy: “But why did Reaper end up in such a way? I heard he had a rough childhood, but that doesn’t…”
  • Soldier-76: “It’s a sad story, Angie. Do you know where Reyes was originally from?”
  • Mercy: “I… don’t recall-”
  • Soldier-76: “Hollywood. Hollywood, California.”
  • Mercy: “… you don’t mean to say… a teen actor?”
  • Soldier-76: “Worse, Angela… a Disney Child Actor.”
  • Mercy: “Mein Gott. So him being a gun-totting, antisocial, leather-clad, homicidal psychopath terrorist…?”
  • Soldier-76: “Yes, only through much therapy is why Reyes ended up as close to normal as he is today. Some other people, though, never had his luck.”
  • Mercy: “Poor Gabriel…”
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  • Yann: I have an idea. It's very uncool.
  • Yann: It's not illegal, technically, but it's still a dick move.
  • Rose: I love it.
Neil discovers emojis
  • In the fox's group chat
  • Neil: I want some 🍆 and 🍑
  • Matt: I'm down.
  • Dan: Same.
  • Allison: Count me in
  • Renee: Guys, please
  • Aaron: Andrew just walked out of the room
  • Aaron: Guys run
  • Matt: Too late
  • Neil: I just want some food
  • Nicky: What kind of food??? 😏😏
  • Neil: Italian, maybe. I do want some peaches.
  • Neil: We could get some take out from that fast food place down the street though
  • Kevin: No.
  • Neil: Is 🍆 not a food?
  • Nicky: You innocent child
  • Neil: What?
  • Matt: Andrew just left the room
  • Matt: I think you broke him
  • Neil: Why? What's going on?
  • Aaron: He just went into their room
  • Aaron: He locked the door
  • Aaron: I'm leaving
  • Neil: Go eat without us

I dreamt that I was giving birth. I felt no pain, but saw the emerging head as though I stood between my own thighs, midwife and mother both together. I took the naked child in my arms, still smeared with the blood that came from both of us, and gave her to her father. I gave her to Frank, but it was Jamie who took the caul from her face and said, “She’s beautiful.”

- Claire Fraser, Drums of Autumn.

Colin Farrell shared his insights and journey as a parent in a meaningful conversation moderated by Bay Area Journalist Diane Dwyer.

I sat in awe of this charming, witty, Hollywood star who at heart is just a dad who wants both of his sons to experience life to their fullest potentials. Here are 7 of my favorite Colin quotes and the messages I took from them:

1: Don’t let other’s judgement take away your child’s magic.

“When I heard that word ‘cure’ at first I was kind of insulted, almost irate, as though they were judging my son, that he wasn’t he wasn’t exactly right, but he is exactly the way he’s supposed to be. He’s a magic, magic boy.”

2: Never let anyone say ‘never’ when it comes to your child’s abilities.

“When you’re told your child will ‘never’ do something and they do…now that’s an unbelievable experience. When my son walked at 4, it was a result of his hard work and drive. He has a desire to experience life, just like us, to touch it, to feel it, to sense it, to communicate it to others.”

3: Never let yourself judge what your child is capable of achieving.

“Be careful of judging what your child is capable of. You have to watch your child and give them every opportunity to see how they respond. Let your child decide what their limitations are.”

4: Don’t doubt that your child has a voice…It’s up to you to hear it.

“He may not be able to verbally communicate, but this kid has it all going on…he thinks, he feels, he knows exactly what’s happening, and he’s got a voice. And that voice is inside of him and I have to find some way that will allow him to let it out.”

5: Your child will bring out the best in you.

“By virtue of his honesty, struggle, persistence and his personality, James brings out the best in people. He literally saved my life. I was on a destructive path. When I couldn’t make the changes in my life for myself, I did made them for James. He gave me the reason to be a better man and father.”

6: Your child will make a difference if only given a chance to contribute.

“James wants the same things we all do. He just wants to be part of the community. He wants to feel welcome and involved. He wants to give and feel love. He wants to play his part. He wants to contribute and add, not only to his life, but to the lives of others.”

7: Anything is possible when we open the doors of opportunity for all.

“When those with special needs are rightfully given the same opportunities as the rest of us, then the impossible becomes possible and each individual’s endeavor takes center stage. We then see ability instead of disability in every single person and we arrive at the solidarity of acceptance, respect and inclusion.”

At the very end of the conversation, Colin made it clear that it’s time for Hollywood to get on the inclusion bandwagon and give more consideration to those with disabilities. He had the same message for business world, saying that “it’s not charity, but a smart business move.” We couldn’t agree more!

Rogue One: Catalyst: Thoughts

- link to my other Rogue One blabberings -

Finally finished reading Rogue One: Catalyst by James Luceno, or as it’s also known by:

  • Lyra Erso: Badass;
  • Lyra Erso: They Could Have Easily Created Parallels Between You and Chirrut+Baze in the Film Instead of Ignoring Your Existence;
  • Lyra/Galen OTP Fever: How to Write a Strong, Balanced Couple While Still Giving Them Relationship Hurdles;
  • “I’m Thirsty for You and Your D, Galen,” Screams Krennic Into the Rain
    • with foreword by Galen Erso, “Who Is This? And What Does He Mean By My D?”
    • and annotated by Lyra Erso, *The dickbag is talking about the Death Star, honey.
  • Tarkin/Krennic: Hux/Kylo Ren Got Nothing On This Hate Couple
  • and finally: Jyn Erso Is A Normal Human Child: how this makes her future character arc 1000x more painful

NB: Have only seen the RO film and have now read this book. This is going to be long and about 90% quotes related to characterization.

General Impression:

  • Writing was okay. Not great, but not bad. (This is especially apparent since I’ve just started reading the RO novelization, and the difference in quality is pretty startling.) Nice quick read.
  • Lyra is fantastic.
  • Galen is pretty interesting.
  • Jyn is adorable and normal, and it breaks my heart.
  • Krennic is… wow, I just want to laugh because he’s so absurd but also a Terrible Human Being.
  • Tarkin is fascinating (see waaaay below for details).

Lyra Erso

  • No one holds this bitch down.
    • “She had no recourse. She wasn’t built to hold things in; to be complacent or compliant.”
    • “Some of Orson’s remarks had made her wonder whether she and Galen were under surveillance, or even whether her personal comlink might be bugged. But she didn’t care either way. Orson may have drawn the line in the sand, but she would be the one to step over it.”

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I was once the child who saw magic in everything
In a young age i let people destroy me, i was weak
and the war in my mind began
And yet i see magic, at the same time i see everything so deeply
And now i wear my tragedies as my armor
and now
i’m stronger than i will ever be
—  Viola CN
  • [baby Six is crying]
  • Twin 2 [holding Six]: What are we gonna do? It's been hours and it won't stop crying!
  • Twin 1: Uh. She, bro, not it. She.
  • Twin 2: I'm not so sure anymore.
  • Twin 1: God, I'm losing my mind.. THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T WAKE A SLEEPING BABY!!
  • Twin 1: SO YOU WAKE HER UP?!
  • [the twins are silent for a moment]
  • Twin 1: Ok, just try holding her differently!
  • Twin 2: I've tried everything!
  • Twin 1: Ok, fine, let me see her.
  • [Twin 2 gives him Six]
  • [Six continues to cry]
People grow up repressed from the spirit, day by day by day. Cable TV, it’s fucked. It’s misogyny, it’s birth, death, work, it’s misery, it’s power. It’s fuckin’ hicks. And that’s what I grew up with. I was rootless trailer trash. Now I prefer the Lower East Side to any place on the planet. I can be who I am here. I couldn’t do it anyplace I lived as a child. I never fit in California, even though my roots are there
—  Jeff Buckley

“It is not so that the good detective should act, eh? I perceive your thought. He must be full of energy. He must rush to and fro. He should prostrate himself on the dusty road and seek the marks of tyres through a little glass. He must gather up the cigarette-end, the fallen match? That is your idea, is it not?”

His eyes challenged us. “But I - Hercule Poirot - tell you that it is not so! The true clues are within - here!” He tapped his forehead. “See you, I need not have left London. It would have been sufficient for me to sit quietly in my rooms there. All that matters is the little grey cells within. Secretly and silently they do their part, until suddenly I call for a map, and I lay my finger on a spot - so - and I say: the Prime Minister is there! And it is so! With method and logic one can accomplish anything!”

- Agatha Christie, Poirot Investigates: The Kidnapped Prime Minister

Even though I know you’re not real anymore,
It still doesn’t take away the pain
You still
Can cause.
—  charleigh aleyna.

anonymous asked:

drunk rant topic- Shakespeare's best work

OKAY so I got a number of submissions for drunk rant topics and this is the winner. I appreciate allllll of your suggestions (even though I’m suspicious that a few of them came from the same person because the format was spot-on exactly the same, you cheater) but DUH, THE BARD. And to whoever said ‘feminism’: Bruh. This is Tumblr. You do a drunk rant on feminism and no matter what you say someone will find a reason to send you death threats and I’m officially too drunk for that sort of nutfuckery so we’re gonna go with Shakespare. SHAKESPARE. SHAKESPARE. I have now typed it wrong three times in a row and I give up, so fuck that, moving right along.

It’s hard to pick one play out of >37 that is objectively ‘the best’ but this is my blog so you get my opinion on the matter. A digression: ‘the best’ and ‘my favorite’ are not necessarily synonymous. A hint: They’re not. My favorite is Macbeth. But I think the best one is King Lear. KING LEAR. KING LEEEEEAAARRRR. Guys I fucking love this play but few people on Tumblr have ever read it because it’s not commonly assigned in high school or college and let’s be honest 90% of Tumblrers fall into that broad category of ‘students.’ So first things first, time for a drunk synopsis:

King Lear is the story of a legendary (read: possibly fictional, nobody knows) kind of Albion (read: Britain) who was supposedly a descendant of Brutus of Troy, who was the ‘founder’ of Britain and a descendant of the Trojan hero Aeneas. A brief history lesson: ALL ROADS LEAD BACK TO THE ILIAD. But I’ve probably ranted about that enough so back to Lear. The play opens with what’s essentially a retirement party for King Lear, who decides to divide up his kingdom between his three daughters—Goneril, Regan, and Cordelia—based on how much they say they love him. If that sounds absolutely batshit fucking stupid, that’s because it batshit fucking is. Now Cordelia is the youngest and the only one who’s not essentially a terrible person, but when it comes time for her to speak up and say how much she loves Daddy, she says she can’t because there are no words to accurately describe the depths of her love. Because Lear is a fucking drama queen, he’s not okay with this, disowns her on the spot and tells her potential suitors, the King of fucking France and the Duke of Burgundy that if either of them still want her she’s up for grabs, like she’s the last fucking slice of pizza or some shit. Burgundy’s a dick and he’s just like “No dowry? Nah man, not so much,” but France is a straight-up kind-hearted admirable dude and he’s like, “Brah. This is fucked up. Your daughter’s a fucking queen and since you don’t realize it gimme her and I’ll MAKE her one.” Whatta guy. Exit Cordelia. 

So Part B of Lear’s plan is basically to kick back and let his two elder daughters’ husbands rule the kingdom for him, but this doesn’t work out quite like he planned because OH HEY, BLATANT SHOWS OF FAVORITISM ARE KIND OF A BAD IDEA, AND THEY MAKE THE KIDS WHO AREN’T YOUR FAVORITES NOT LIKE YOU SO MUCH. So now that kiss-up Cordy’s gone, Regan and Goneril are like, “Step back, it’s our turn, motherfuckers,” and drop their dear-old-Dad on his ass. He doesn’t like this, of course, but he’s voluntarily given up his power and there ain’t a whole lot he can do. 

Let’s take a detour now and talk about Edmund and Edgar. So these two guys are a major plot point cleverly disguised as a subplot. They’re both sons of the Earl of Gloucester, but here’s the difference: Egar’s legitimate, born of the Earl’s lawful wife. Edmund, not so much. And this is enough for Gloucester to basically treat his second-born son like garbage even though IT’S KIND OF NOT HIS FAULT THAT YOU COULDN’T KEEP YOUR DICK TO YOURSELF. FATHER OF THE FUCKING YEAR, I THINK NOT. But basically Edmund’s tired of the world shitting on him because he was born out of wedlock and decides to fuck shit up, mostly just because he can. 

Right, now I don’t want to ruin the whole play for you, but here’s a basic summary of how all this idiocy plays out: Edmund frames his half-brother for patricide and takes his place as Gloucester heir apparent, Edgar disguises himself as a cracked out hobo and goes running around on the ‘heath’ (Shakespeare loved himself some fucking heaths) where he hangs out with Lear and his Fool (who have no idea who he is because disguises in Shakespeare’s plays are some straight like Witness Protection Program shit, nobody ever gets recognized) and they all get caught in a storm. Meanwhile, Regan and her crazy-ass husband the Duke of Cornwall accuse Gloucester of treason (again mostly just because they can) and RIP HIS FUCKING EYEBALLS OUT because why the fuck not. Cornwall gets in a fight with a servant and dies. Goneril fights with her husband, the Duke of Albany, because basically he’s a stand-up guy and he’s raining all over her treasonous parade. Edmund flirts aggressively with both elder Lear sisters. All this shit comes back to bite everyone in the ass and a war starts. Cordelia and the King of France show up again just in time to save the day, but not before OH WAIT stab stab stab hanging poison suicide everyone dies. Except Kent, Albany and Edgar, who basically stand around at the end going, “Wow, this is fucked up. Let’s not do this again, okay? Okay.”

Annnnnnd curtain call. 

So now I’mma tell you why this is the best play and I’mma do it in bullet form because I am too lazy for any more actual paragraphs:

  • This is seriously the most convoluted and fucked up piece of theatre to ever exist. Everyone is a terrible person except like three of them and literally all of this could have been avoided. 
  • But THAT’S WHY IT’S SO BRILLIANT. It could have been avoided if not for *drumroll* HUMAN FUCKING NATURE. We as a species fucking suck. We’re dicks to our kids for things they can’t control and then they grow and wreak absolute fucking havoc because they all have fuck off massive Daddy Issues. 
  • The variety of characters here is amazing. They range from angelic and boring (Cordelia) to satanic and fascinating (Goneril, you magnificent shameless bitch) and literally everything inbetween. We all know that I’m fucking obsessed with Edmund but he’s just the tip of the iceberg. Everyone in this play is a gem. 
  • It’s frigging tragic (HELLO it’s a TRAGEDY) but it’s also funny as fuck. One of my favorite lines in the whole Shakespearean canon comes from Albany, who’s fed the fuck up with Regan and Goneril’s bullshit and when they’re arguing over Edmund at the end he just turns to Regan and goes, “If you’re going to propose to someone, it might as well be me because my slut of a wife has apparently bailed on me. Good fucking riddance.”
  • The men are great, but SO ARE THE WOMEN. There’s not just one great female role here, but THREE. Regan, Cordelia, and Goneril are all absolutely rad and they run this shit. Hell fucking yeah. That doesn’t happen often in Renaissance anything.
  • The language and imagery is mind-blowingly beautiful. Like, fuck me, you guys. This play is five acts of Shakespeare waxing poetic about love and hate and fate and fortune and the heavens and planetary movements and fucking constellations and I just can’t. You read this play and it’s like being really turned on and ready to fucking burst out crying at the very same time. It is motherfucking magical. 

I don’t even know what else to say. King Lear is tragic and fucked up and frightening and funny and beautiful and it should be required reading for life. Here’s a quote to whet your appetite:

These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us: though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself
scourged by the sequent effects: love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide: in cities, mutinies; in countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond cracked ‘twixt son and father. This villain of mine comes under the
prediction; there’s son against father: the king falls from bias of nature; there’s father against child. We have seen the best of our time: machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous disorders, follow us disquietly to our graves.

Ugh. Perfection. 

So, in conclusion: King Lear is a motherfucking masterwork from a motherfucking mastermind, thank you goodnight.

Black holes are the seductive dragons of the universe, outwardly quiescent yet violent at the heart, uncanny, hostile, primeval, emitting a negative radiance that draws all toward them, gobbling up all who come too close. Once having entered the tumultuous orbit of a black hole, nothing can break away from its passionate but fatal embrace. Though cons of teasing play may be granted the doomed, ultimately play turns to prey and all are sucked haplessly―brilliantly aglow, true, but oh so briefly so―into the fire-breathing maw of oblivion. Black holes, which have no memory, are said to contain the earliest memories of the universe, and the most recent, too, while at the same time obliterating all memory by obliterating all its embodiments. Such paradoxes characterize these strange galactic monsters, for whom creation is destruction, death life, chaos order. And darkness illumination: for, as dragons are also called worms, so black hole are known as wormholes, offering a mystical and intimate pathway to the farthest reaches of the cosmos, thus bring light as they consume it.
—  Robert Coover, A Child Again

tryna make a Sam Winchester as Jesus parallel and thinking about the three temptation of Jesus Christ during his 40 days of fasting

So like the three temptations that Sam Winchester faced (within the first 5 seasons): Azazel, Ruby (demon blood), and then of course, being Lucifer’s vessel

and the parallel is this: The first temptation was to turn stones into bread to sate his own hunger which can be a temptation to sate his own human, biological need- what he was born to do. Azazel’s temptation of Sam was exactly that. Be the human, the special child he was born to be. (Though this can also be tied to the Ruby thing because addiction is clearly a biological function but more on that later)

The second temptation was that Jesus throw himself from a cliff and call upon the angels to save him. This alludes to power and also in this particular temptation, the devil quotes the Bible to justify this act, which is exactly what happened with Sam when he was using his demon blood powers because he was doing good.

The third is the most obvious,; the devil asks Jesus to bow down and worship at his feet and in return the devil will give him all the kingdoms of the world. I mean, that’s kind of what exactly what Lucifer did in Supernatural so no further explanation needed.

  • Vegeta: You are in for a surprise.
  • Trunks: Am I?
  • Vegeta: Having a kid changes everything. There's burping, the midnight feeding, and the changing.
  • Trunks: Did YOU do any of that?
  • Vegeta: No. But I hear it's terrible.
  • Vegeta: Then you spend years trying to corrupt and mislead this child, fill his head with nonsense, and still it turns out perfectly fine.
  • Trunks [grinning]: So, you think I'm up for it?
  • Vegeta: You learned from the best.

Anastasia Nicolaievna was very roguish and almost a wag. She had a very strong sense of humour, and the darts of her wit often found sensitive spots. She was rather an enfant terrible, though this fault tended to correct itself with age. She was also extremely idle, though with the idleness of a gifted child. Her French accent was excellent, and she acted scenes from comedy with remarkable talent.


“It’s not about us, it’s about you." 

It’s rare to meet someone that’s inspired you from a distance. The opportunity to meet @chy_leigh and @eastofeli was incredible. Their kindness, patience, compassion and genuine want to pass it forward, spark something inside a fan to fulfil a dream or passion is unbelieveable. Though he says he talks too much, Nathan was amazing to stand and talk with for 10 minutes and just inspire us with his passionate words and stories. I hope I get to meet them again and will be able to tell them the effect his and Chyler’s words had on my life, the steps forward and the friends made. After all…. 

"It’s not the experience itself that makes us who we are but our reaction to that experience.”