are you a boy? your clothes are boy clothes.
are you a girl? your clothes are girl clothes.
are you outside the binary of boy and girl? so are your clothes.
did someone just tell you your clothes don’t match your gender identity? they are a trashcan and their clothes are trashcan clothes.
does kris even know hes in exo
if i had a dime for everytime an adult man made me feel uncomfortable
you should be watching
Shout out to all the lucky gals that feel nothing when they’re on their periods while I feel like a fully grown dinosaur on a motorbike is trying to pop a wheelie right out of my vagoo.
The Epic Tale of the Wayward iPhone
Science side of tumblr, please explain?
I don’t know about the science side, but the avengers fandom sure will
Okay, I’m pretty sure tumblr will put together a special firing squad just for me, but I have to say something about Hans.
I totally get where he’s coming from. His whole elaborate plot makes so much sense. He has nothing to lose. Why not try his luck at marrying the younger sister, since obviously Elsa wasn’t very social. At least then, even if he didn’t try to do away with Elsa, Anna would automatically become her heir. And relating to that, I don’t know why everyone gets into a big huff over his manipulation of Anna. Lots of relationships start that way. I’m not saying that it is right, but it happens. He never appears to despise her. There had to be some level of attraction, to keep his act up for so long. And if you notice, in his villain monologue, he doesn’t say that he was going to get rid of Anna too. He was just going to rid himself of Elsa. But he knew he couldn’t save Anna anyway, since he didn’t love her. Why try? He never intended for Anna to die, but it happened to assist his plan, and he couldn’t save her. Why not go along with it?
Also, everyone thinks it’s so funny that they’ll “see what his 12 big brothers think of his behavior.” If you believe for one second that his brothers didn’t know what he was up to, then you are kidding yourself. As someone who grew up with boys, I know that boys talk and gossip just like girls do. It’s likely that Hans shared rooms with his brothers growing up. When you live that closely with someone, you get to know them very well whether you like it or not. Adolph, Emil, Gustav, Fritz, Johan, Karl, Josef, Erick, Braun, Ferdinand, Ludwig, and Stefan all knew where they stood in line for the throne. There’s a high possibility that they competed amongst themselves for various princesses. Who are we to say that Josef and Erick didn’t go try to seek Elsa’s hand and got the door slammed in their faces? Wouldn’t they report back to their brothers and tell about how Arendelle’s a beautiful place, and the people are lovely, but the princess is a frigid bitch? And eventually, when they were all grown up, Hans could still harbor some resentment towards his brothers, feeling alone and frustrated, because he was the lowest among them. A bit of teasing here, a bit of poking there, and suddenly at dinner, when Johan prods him a little too far, Hans announces that he’s going to Arendelle, to the princess’s coronation ceremony. The boys would probably laugh, and ask what exactly he hoped to accomplish. After all, if they turned away Josef and Erick, why would they want Last-in-Line Hans? And Hans would say “There’s more than one Princess of Arendelle.” And an uncomfortable silence would fall on the table, the brothers wondering exactly what Hans was implying. Fritz would laugh after a few moments and remind Hans that he still wouldn’t be in line for the throne unless something happened to the queen. “And wouldn’t that be a shame?” Hans would smirk, and Adolph and Emil would trade worried glances, but go back to their meal.
And no one tried to stop him. So I don’t place all the blame on Hans. He was trying to prove himself, and make a life for himself that was better than being constantly overshadowed.
When you can draw but can’t draw
When kids who are like hella years younger than you can hella draw
more family au
how to escape racism, homophobia, and transphobia
how to escape “racism againt white people”, “heterophobia”, and “cisphobia”
DIY SHATTER ME SHOES
I have two great loves in this world: shoes and books. I wanted to have some fun combining these two ideas, so I decided to grab a pair of old boots and the book that started it all: SHATTER ME. It’s a story about a girl with a lethal touch; but at its core it’s a book about a girl with a fractured heart and mind, and how she learns to put the pieces of herself back together. These shoes are about just that: proof that not only can you recover from being beaten and broken, but you can take what’s left and become something even more beautiful. Something that shines.
Enter: SHATTER ME Shoes.
I created these boots using a pair of dearly loved but worn-to-bits Jeffrey Campbells (Brisbanes - original here), about 50 broken mirrors (purchased from my local craft store), and some really intense adhesive.
hope you guys have fun crafting (and reading!)!
YOU ARE A TOTAL BAMF
those shoes are amazing
but youre in for like 28-35 years of bad luck