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Speaking of the Maze Runner

mech-bull:

I’ve read a couple articles now where they talked about how a male protagonist is such an advantage because it will draw in that oh-so-important young male audience (because…preteen/teen girls don’t like watching things starring cute boys, I guess???). But let’s be real, people. This attitude is…

What if women had minstrel cycles instead of menstrual cycles? You’d just have a guy with a lute follow you around for a week every month and play you songs constantly?

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My boyfriend (via thecarrionlibrarian)

#no but can you imagine if that was how you learned once a month you weren’t pregnant#by some dude singing songs about the victory of it#you wake up and he’s there and you are so happy#this dude becomes your favorite dude#but then you realize you haven’t seen your friend’s minstrel in a while#I mean everyone notices#like half the people are on the same cycle so for one week out of four your job is just flooded with fucking minstrels everywhere#the cacophony#but Mary over there is all alone#and she’s like my minstrel is late#but we all fucking know#her minstrel has gone off to find her a baby#a nine month journey he must make alone#and until he comes back there is no music in her life#what a glorious world this would be#I love the minstrels (@onionjuggler)

(Source: dereks-henley)

hellasterek:


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#this looks like a promo for a new detective show#where Stiles is the mouthy cop that lives to wind up perps#and Derek is his grumpy ass partner that Stiles tried to crack laughs out of#and together they dramatically solve crime#take bullets for one another#knock out bad guys#get pinned in burning cars and refuse to leave each other#get cross at each other for scaring the crap out of one another#’you could have died’ ‘I could have died? YOU could have died’#all the while cleaning blood off each other’s faces#limping back into the office together elbowing one another#arguing cases and flirting across desks#finally making out after that one time their office exploded#and all they could think about was finding each other#standing in the ruins of the office kissing desperately#and the rest of their long suffering team sighing#like ‘oh we’ll just clean up and figure out who did this then shall we?’#js that’s what this looks like and how it should be bye (via felicitysmock)

hellasterek:

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 (via felicitysmock)

(Source: blaineswolf)

shamelesslyunladylike:

lesradicalfeminisms:

tumbling-torterra:

a-strawbarry:

houseofheavy:

etspiritusvitae:

the female body is hardcore as fuck. 

Yes it is.

so is the male body
it’s sad to see so many people like this on this website


OP is praising the fact that women hold a fucking infant in their belly the size of a ribcage, get the fuck over yourself for 3.5 seconds.

*~*~follow for more fragile male ego~*~*

The male body is more susceptible to hereditary diseases because of their lack of a second X chromosome. Their testosterone production ages them faster and causes them to die sooner. Their center of gravity is higher because of their tiny little hips and overgrown shoulders, making them easier to topple. Their gonads are placed outside of the body, in a very vulnerable position, because they do not function properly if they get a little bit warmer than usual. They have non-functional nipples, but still enough breast tissue to get cancer.The male body is not hardcore. The male body is to the female body what a shoddy, unstable mod is to a well-estabilished piece of software. Sit the fuck down. And try to not crush your fragile pathetic outside gonads when you do it.

shamelesslyunladylike:

lesradicalfeminisms:

tumbling-torterra:

a-strawbarry:

houseofheavy:

etspiritusvitae:

the female body is hardcore as fuck. 

Yes it is.

so is the male body

it’s sad to see so many people like this on this website

OP is praising the fact that women hold a fucking infant in their belly the size of a ribcage, get the fuck over yourself for 3.5 seconds.

*~*~follow for more fragile male ego~*~*

The male body is more susceptible to hereditary diseases because of their lack of a second X chromosome. Their testosterone production ages them faster and causes them to die sooner. Their center of gravity is higher because of their tiny little hips and overgrown shoulders, making them easier to topple. Their gonads are placed outside of the body, in a very vulnerable position, because they do not function properly if they get a little bit warmer than usual. They have non-functional nipples, but still enough breast tissue to get cancer.

The male body is not hardcore. The male body is to the female body what a shoddy, unstable mod is to a well-estabilished piece of software. Sit the fuck down. And try to not crush your fragile pathetic outside gonads when you do it.

(Source: deadlyart)

wolfspirals:

TYLER HOECHLIN IS DOING THE LINKLATER MOVIE THAT IS A ‘SPIRITUAL SEQUEL’ TO DAZED AND CONFUSED

HELP

hoechlined:

"Who is he?"

"Him? That’s Derek Hale. And you better forget about him. He doesn’t date."

it’s more of a seasonal thing

bleep0bleep:

[for bree

Okay, so Stiles has a secret. It’s no big deal. It’s not like he remembers to how to shift, anyway. Hasn’t been able to do it since his mom died. Memories of running around four-legged with her, chasing her fluffy tail, pouncing in the snow— they’re all kind of hazy, now, and Stiles almost would think that they weren’t real, just half-remembered dreams from his imagination.

Then in sophomore year Scott gets bit by a werewolf, and suddenly the supernatural is all very real. Things get hectic for awhile, and it isn’t until Matt fucking Daehler asks Stiles what he can turn into when Stiles remembers. 

He tells Matt it’s a seasonal thing, of course, makes something up about an abominable snowman, but his heart is racing and Stiles wondering if he gets out of this ridiculous situation alive if he could still do it. 

Stiles gets out of the sheriff’s station alive, and then there’s ridiculousness with a kanima and an Alpha pack and he never really has time to try and figure out if he can still do this.

The fox thing, that is.

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dynobrien:

i have to ask you about your last tweet..about your pillow?

halekingsourwolf:

It starts off as little things, but even the littlest things capture Stiles’ attention because they’re such a turnaround from the way things were before. There’s Scott’s hand resting on Derek’s shoulder, fine, whatever. But then there’s that same hand moving to squeeze Derek’s nape, massaging the skin at the base of his hairline. There’s Scott casually leaning into Derek’s space when they’re going over a plan or just sitting on the couch next to each other, bumping their elbows together and neither of them moving away.

When he walks into the loft to find Scott standing behind a seated Derek, one arm draped over his chest and a chin resting on his shoulder, Stiles finally snaps.

“Ok, seriously. What is going on?”

Scott looks up, casual as anything, chin still propped on Derek’s shoulder, fingers splayed out across his chest, and has the gall to look confused by Stiles’ outburst.

“Um… we’re going over the plans to rebuild the Hale house?” They’d bought the property back from the town with Derek’s not-so-secret boatloads of cash. …Well, Derek had bought it back, but Scott had been suspiciously involved in the whole process. Or maybe not suspiciously, considering.

Considering how things are now.

Stiles tries to fight a grimace, tries not to stare too hard at the draped arm. It must work because Scott’s looking back down at the plans, totally oblivious.

“Derek’s insisting on including a dungeon—”

“Not a dungeon,” Derek cuts in, eyes rolling. He seems totally relaxed under Scott’s hands. Derek never looks relaxed, and the sight just adds to Stiles’ frustration. “An isolation area for new betas. Every pack needs one.”

“Yeah, I remember when Stiles tried to chain me up on my first moon. I didn’t exactly go quietly.”

Derek snorts, head shifting a little to the side, knocking his temple against Scott’s ear.

“Yeah, well if you’d just listened to me back then—”

“If we’d listened to each other,” Scott cuts in, using his diplomatic alpha tone to the fullest, “a lot of things would’ve gone more smoothly.”

He aims a grin up toward Stiles, but the expression falls away fast. Stiles realizes his hands have clenched into fists, tries to smooth the lines of tension in his body and fails miserably.

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