1. busket:

i dont think i totally headcanon dmab mabel but i still think it’s a really cute idea ;v;

    busket:

    i dont think i totally headcanon dmab mabel but i still think it’s a really cute idea ;v;

    Reblogged from: littleredhairedrobin
  2. groovy-bastard:

Whoa.
    Reblogged from: hikaru-kitten
  3. kvncause:

Homegirl on a mission

    kvncause:

    Homegirl on a mission

    Reblogged from: temporalgearshift
  4. theserif:

fromthemindofatwentyorotherlycan:

aspergian-geek-stream:

Batfind by chochi

HOMYGAWD SO CUTE

The boxes have Braille.  Oh my god the boxes have Braille and the bats are so cute and oh my god I’ll take twenty!

    theserif:

    fromthemindofatwentyorotherlycan:

    aspergian-geek-stream:

    Batfind by chochi

    HOMYGAWD SO CUTE

    The boxes have Braille.  Oh my god the boxes have Braille and the bats are so cute and oh my god I’ll take twenty!

    Reblogged from: sophiealdred
  5. We assume others show love the same way we do — and if they don’t, we worry it’s not there.
    Everyone has their own love language. That’s one of the most important lessons I’ve ever learned. (via pastel—butterflies)
    Reblogged from: temporalgearshift
    • Teacher: What are you going to do after college?
    • Senior: I don't know.
    • Teacher: Well what are you passionate about?
    • Senior: I haven't had time to find my passion because I'm too busy preparing for tests/midterms/finals/the AP exam/ACT/SAT and having to write my college entry/scholarship/housing applications. Plus, I have homework.
    Reblogged from: temporalgearshift
  6. s-assypants:

fiedbach:

snowyanna:

215-to-fit:

rustboro-city:

svviggle:

kastortheunlockable:

stunningpicture:

My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher

The american public education system in a nutshell tho

My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home

My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.
My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.
My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.
My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.
My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.
My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.
My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.
The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.

"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

Fun story time. I loved to read. So much so, I was reading chapter books in kindergarden. I broke the record for reading points in elementary school. They actually had to start making up prizes for me. No one in the history of the school had ever read so many books in a year. Basically, my class liked me because I won those suckers pizza parties in my spare time.
In second grade, I had a teacher named Ms. Mobley who believed all children should be average. She flat out told my father that all children should make C’s, and should never strive for more than that.
Not only was she insane, she also would routinely spell things wrong for us to copy for our spelling tests. Later, when we spelled those words wrong on the test, she would mark us off. Yes, our own teacher was sabotaging us.
I should have been tested for gifted classes, but I was not. Why? Ms. Mobley didn’t believe in “gifted” children.
This teacher had tenure and could not be fired.
Never forget.
"The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

George Orwell couldn’t invent this shitit’s twisted stuff

this is important.

    s-assypants:

    fiedbach:

    snowyanna:

    215-to-fit:

    rustboro-city:

    svviggle:

    kastortheunlockable:

    stunningpicture:

    My 7 year old son was shot down by his 1st grade teacher

    The american public education system in a nutshell tho

    My third grade teacher actually had a conversation with my mom that I was reading to well and told her to stop having me read at home

    My first grade teacher said that it was problematic that I was reading ahead of the rest of the kids in my grade and asked my parents to stop letting me read Harry Potter.

    My fourth grade teacher thought it was wrong for my dad to be teaching me complex math because it fascinated me.

    My elementary school music teacher hated the way my piano teacher taught me, and how I was more advanced than many of her students, and so told me, in front of my peers and my mother, that I was not good enough to participate in the state solo festival. She would not give me the form. We had to procure it from the district instead. She also hated how I excelled at reading and playing music for the recorder, and so she refused to give me my “belts” (colored beads to signify our level) and humiliated me in front of the class repeatedly.

    My eighth grade algebra teacher used to fail me on take home tests because I didn’t solve problems exactly the way she showed us in class; I used methods that we had learned for other types of problems that also applied to these. She took points off my tests because I didn’t bring a calculator even though I got 100% without it, because I was able to do it by hand. I had to call my father, who is an engineer, down to the school to shout her down and give me back my A in the class.

    My 10th grade Spanish teacher yelled at me in front of the class numerous times because she didn’t like the way I took notes; she thought that since I didn’t write every word off the slide, I wasn’t getting it all down. I had to explain to her that people who have taken advanced courses, like AP or IB classes, know that in a fast-paced learning environment you need to take quick shorthand notes that contain the necessary information rather than wasting time writing every word. She almost gave me detention.

    My 11th grade English teacher gave me a poor mark on my first short essay because she believed that I was looking up unnecessarily complex words in a thesaurus to try and get better marks. The phrases in question: “laced with expletives” and “bombarded”. She wouldn’t hear any defense from me.

    My 11th grade history teacher failed me on an essay about the 1950s because I misread the prompt. Except the prompt wasn’t words; it was a political cartoon. One of the figures was clearly president Eisenhower, but the other I couldn’t place. My teacher would not tell us who it was. I labelled him as the governor of Little Rock Arkansas during the integration period, and wrote an essay about that subject. My teacher said that no, it was Joseph McCarthy, and that there was a small picture of the man in our textbook and therefore I should have recognized him instantly. Half the class, apparently, did not.

    The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win.

    "The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

    Fun story time. I loved to read. So much so, I was reading chapter books in kindergarden. I broke the record for reading points in elementary school. They actually had to start making up prizes for me. No one in the history of the school had ever read so many books in a year. Basically, my class liked me because I won those suckers pizza parties in my spare time.

    In second grade, I had a teacher named Ms. Mobley who believed all children should be average. She flat out told my father that all children should make C’s, and should never strive for more than that.

    Not only was she insane, she also would routinely spell things wrong for us to copy for our spelling tests. Later, when we spelled those words wrong on the test, she would mark us off. Yes, our own teacher was sabotaging us.

    I should have been tested for gifted classes, but I was not. Why? Ms. Mobley didn’t believe in “gifted” children.

    This teacher had tenure and could not be fired.

    Never forget.

    "The American school system is not here to educate us or to encourage us to learn; it’s here to keep us in line and silent. It’s here to keep us from deviating and being our own people and forming our own ideas. Don’t let it win." 

    George Orwell couldn’t invent this shit

    it’s twisted stuff

    this is important.

    Reblogged from: temporalgearshift
  7. faun-songs:

    nataliaromanoua:

    wipe him.

    EASILY the most disturbing scene for me.Even without the context and sound.


    A dull sick shade of green dominates the colour scheme, giving his skin an unhealthy yellow undertone. The other predominant colour is black; shadows engulfing him from all around.

    Then comes his brilliant body language.
    At the beginning he looks child-like and lost. The behaviour sharply contrasts with all the lines on his face, the stubble and gives it a wrong, uncanny feel.
    In a second he changes and you can read a promise for revenge and pain in his eyes. He’s putting up a front, keeping a stiff upper lip. In a last-moment defence he tries to isolate himself from his surroundings. Focuses on one point on the wall, doesn’t move until prompted/forced-as if he is rejecting the reality around him. His breathing becomes slightly faster but he is still in control of his fear. He doesn’t want them to know they still have such power over him, that right now he is mortified out of his mind.

    As soon as the restraints snap in place, however, he loses it. He is unarmed and half naked in a room of fully-armoured men and he is strapped to a chair that will cause him immense pain. So strong, in fact, that despite all the wiping he’s been through, he still remembers the wiping itself.

    Mad props to Seb Stan for conveying his terror. His whole body becomes as taut as a string. His fists clench. Suddenly he is breathing harder and faster, trying to take a deep slow breath but panic has his muscles tighten and his lungs burn but can’t expand. At the peak his chest collapses with a wheeze and he closes his eyes and anyone with panic attacks knows that exact moment and feeling-you want to give up you want to get out you want it to stop. It’s an act of pure despair, it’s irrational and overwhelming.

    He is no longer breathing through his nose but around the rubber between his teeth and it just makes things worse because it adds to the sense of suffocation, shortness of breath, helplessness.

    What intrigues me the most is that he doesn’t squeeze his eyes shut. His neck tendons tighten to the point of breaking, he is biting the rubber with all he’s got but his eyes stay open. Enhances the horror of the scene because he doesn’t cave in to himself in his pain and fear, he ropes us in with his eyes, let’s us know what’s going on inside of his head.

    Reblogged from: cactus-syndrome
  8. emilianadarling:

    likeadisguise:

    Pre-serum, Steve Rogers was COLOR BLIND. He literally opened his eyes to a whole different world.

    My mind is totally blown by this.

    Oh god, though. Imagine Steve Rogers, artist and art enthusiast, opening his eyes and seeing the world in a full range of colours for the first time.

    Steve Rogers experimenting with coloured pencils a few days after the procedure and having a silently hysterical moment over how many different colours there are.  

    Steve Rogers finding time to sneak off to the National Gallery/National Portrait Gallery/V&A while he’s on shore leave in London and just staring at the classic paintings he spent years of his life studying, but now they’re bright and vibrant and the reds are so red and it’s all so different from the versions that exist inside his memories.

    STEVE ROGERS REDISCOVERING HOW MUCH HE LOVES ART AGAIN NOW THAT HE CAN APPRECIATE IT IN A WHOLE NEW WAY.

    ARTIST STEVE ROGERS.

    Reblogged from: zecurlyone
  9. buckbarrow:

    other fandoms may come and go but Harry Potter will always be there in the shadows. watching. lurking. never letting you forget its perpetual hold on your existence.

    Reblogged from: cactus-syndrome
  10. snowingswans:

    Reblogged from: temporalgearshift
  11. baraexam:

    "dork is a slur"

    this is the web content i look forward to seeing every day on the tumlr. thanks, guys.

    Reblogged from: ghostprince
  12. galactic-kat:

    infamymonster:

    fuckyeahfemaleyoutubers:

    Disney’s Queen Elsa Frozen - Inspired Makeup Tutorial & Disney’s Princess Anna Frozen - Inspired Makeup Tutorial by Ellend Muzzakky

    ARE WE NOT GOING TO DISCUSS HOW SHE  FOLDED HER HIJABS TO LOOK LIKE THE HAIR OF THE CHARACTER, THAT IS SUCH A LOVELY AND GREAT IDEA. OHMYGOD

    UGH SHE IS SO CUTE AND ADORABLE AND THE THING WITH THE HIJABS IS SUPER COOL BECAUSE IT LOOKS ACCURATE TO THE CHARACTERS AND CAN LEGIT INSPIRE MUSLIM COSPLAYERS.

    Reblogged from: ghostprince
  13. durkin62:

We still haven’t even gotten past the 19th century yet around here. 

    durkin62:

    We still haven’t even gotten past the 19th century yet around here. 

    Reblogged from: cactus-syndrome
  14. hungryklaxon:

laughhard:

Why?

The best thing about this is that they seem to have a fence.

    hungryklaxon:

    laughhard:

    Why?

    The best thing about this is that they seem to have a fence.

    Reblogged from: angelofsmile17
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