this is very important
Who said stoic characters can’t be adorable?
on a scale from Matilda to Carrie how well do you handle having telekinesis and terrible parents
Dany Day 14
Really happy with the progress I made today.
Pardon the needle in the pic, I got really tired mid-stitch and have to stop for the night :)
Just before the filming of X-Men 2, I was approached by Gordon Smith of FXSmith to come up with a tattoo design for the Nightcrawler. Gordon’s dilemma was the challenge of making the tattoos show up on the Nightcrawler’s blue-black skin. I suggested that an etched scarified effect, inspired by the traditional Maori moko would show up well and would give an added dimension if it were implied that the wounds were self-inflicted.
My challenge was to create a tattoo design that reflected the psychospiritual dimension of the character who was Roman Catholic and spoke High German. My wife Raven suggested angelic sigils (i.e. signatures) that would reflect the Nightcrawler’s faith, combined with alchemical symbols that emphasized his spiritual conflict because of his outward demonic appearance and sulphurous smell. The apparently opposing forces of spirit and form would be balanced and integrated into one harmonious expression of wholeness in the tattoo.
Initially Bryan Singer and his committee wanted only half the Nightcrawler’s face tattooed. After he saw my drawings, however, and heard our proposal, he decided on the whole face, and, later, the upper torso and arms. The writers had to rewrite parts of the script to incorporate the Nightcrawler’s tattoos in a new backstory of the character.
Gordon’s special effects team made casts of Alan Cumming’s face, torso and arms and I mapped the designs on the casts. I was later told that Alan found the whole plaster cast experience claustrophobic and anxiety-inducing; the FX team had to prematurely pull it off his face. Fortunately, the plaster cast stayed in one piece.
Prior to X-Men 2, the tattoos I was asked to do for films tended to be the stereotypical gang members and criminals. I am grateful that in X-Men 2, I was finally given the opportunity to express in a film the essence of tattoo as a spiritual healing art that realigns body and soul.
"Hey I wonder if there’s a Puzzles and Dragons fandom on tumblr?"
do a tag search
it’s like half porn or cheesecake
1. Who was the last person you held hands with?
2. Are you outgoing or shy?
3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?
4. Are you easy to get along with?
5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?
6. What kind of people are you attracted to?
7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?
8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?
9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?
10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?
11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?
12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?
13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?
14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?
15. What good thing happened this summer?
16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
17. Do you think there is life on other planets?
18. Do you still talk to your first crush?
19. Do you like bubble baths?
20. Do you like your neighbors?
More under the cute to spare everyone who doesn’t give a shit
i feel bad for teachers because i distinctly remember my mom bursting into tears once when she was grading papers and she was just mumbling “theyre so goddamn stupid” over and over
every time i read this i laugh a little harder
My coffee props for my night vale intern cosplay!
Coercive rape is pushing someone to have sex when they don’t express enthusiastic consent. My definition is that it’s essentially all forms of rape that don’t involve physical force and where the victim is conscious and sober.
It could mean someone not wanting sex and then the other person going “Please please please come on just this once come on I promise you’ll like it please please please” and so on until the person finally gives in just to make them stop.
It could mean someone with power over someone else pushing sex on them in a way that causes them to say yes out of fear of repercussion, like a boss with one of their workers, a prison guard with a prisoner, a professor with a student, a privileged person with an oppressed minority person, etc.
It could mean using guilt to coerce them into sex, things like “But you’ve said no the last 5 times I’ve asked” or “You just say no because you want to punish me” or “You wouldn’t say no if you really loved me” and so on.
It could mean that threats were made that made the person feel unsafe in saying “No” It could be something like “I’ll hurt you/your family/your friends/your kids if you don’t let me” or “If you want to stay with this company you will do this for me” or “If you don’t sleep with me I’ll send everyone those photos/tell everyone this private information about you/make your life a living hell” etc.
Basically, consensual sex requires authentic, enthusiastic consent from BOTH parties. Rape occurs when that consent is lacking from one person.
It is important to reiterate the message that a coerced “yes” is not a true yes. It is important because most rape does not involve physical force. A lot does, but not the majority. And a lot of rapists get away with their crimes because their victims were not physically forced to have sex, or because their victim eventually said yes after pressure or threats or because of a fear of retaliation, and most people don’t see that as rape. But it is.
Coercive rape IS rape and it is a crime.
"I know you are sick but sex will make you feel better."
"My other girlfriend let me put it in her butt."
"Why are you so mean to me? I just want to make you feel good."
- Things I’ve Heard from a Former Boyfriend.
The same guy who told me I was ugly in red lipstick, the same guy who cheated on me repeatedly, the same guy who was shocked when I finally left him. It’s important to remember that someone who doesn’t care about your body/emotions will typically make this apparent in multiple ways.
Sidenote: I still don’t like red lipstick.
My rapist told me it wasn’t rape because it wasn’t violent.
He also told me it wasn’t rape because he didn’t do it out of anger.
The last time I saw him he spent a good 10-20 minutes trying to convince me to have sex with him while I just stood there quiet hoping he would go away.
I’m reblogging this here because I know he’ll see it. And I really hope that one day, after getting the help he needs and after learning to respect not only women but other people in general, he’ll understand the seriousness and consequences of his actions towards me.
my friends sister was telling me about how in highschool a guy tried to take a picture up her skirt as she was walking up stairs and she saw, grabbed his phone, broke it in half, and handed it back to him and said “you can tell your mom why your phones broken”
So in case people are wondering in Canada poking holes in condoms or otherwise tampering with birth control has now been classified as sexual assault because it coerces the conditions by which consent is obtained.
A man in Nova Scotia poked holes in the condoms hoping to get his girlfriend pregnant so she would be forced to stay with him. She did become pregnant and had an abortion and filed charges. The supreme court of Canada upheld the ruling today unanimously. This is a big step forward to helping get rid of rape culture.
I am a nurse. For 30 years of my career, I was a labor and delivery nurse. I took care of women through all stages of labor and through their delivery. Due to the many times that I have worked 16 hour shifts, I bonded with many women and helped them through long hours. Finally, through much work on the mom’s part with my guidance, she would be ready to deliver. In would sail the doctor, spend five minutes catching the baby, and then pose for all the pictures. I would hear from the families how wonderful he/she was.
Then why is my back killing me because I stood for two to three hours with a woman in a variety of positions including resting her foot on my shoulder while she pushed? Oh, and did I mention that she is also paralyzed from the waist down from the epidural, so I was also helping to hold her up while she squatted to push?
Why have I had to change my scrub clothes twice in a shift because someone either puked on me or amniotic fluid soaked everything?
Who is it that actually got that IV started while reassuring the poor mom?
Who is it that took the camera out of the daddy’s trembling hand and started taking family pictures because she knew that otherwise there would be no proof that he had even been in the room? And capturing the look of wonder on both parent’s faces at the same time.
Who is it that cleaned up every body fluid that can spew from a human, with a smile on her face and encouraging words for the mortified patient who has never been sick in front of a stranger in her life?
Who is it that tracked down the anesthesia people, chased them out of the lounge, and threatened them with their lives if they didn’t take care of her patient, NOW?
And when things didn’t go well, who was it that took that poor baby that didn’t make it, cleaned it up, dressed it, wrapped it in a soft blanket, and brought it to the broken-hearted parents to hold for the first and last time?
Oh, yeah, Dr. Marvelous is just great.
I’m just a nurse.
Nurses are so underappreciated, like, seriously guys. All of my best memories from hospitals as a child were because of nurses.
..I’ll never forget the first baby I caught as a student nurse because the doctor was out buying a magazine or something because the mom was “only 50 cents’ worth of dilated” and couldn’t possibly be ready to deliver for another three or four hours. Oh yeah.
Most doctors are wonderful. No question. But 90% of the people who take care of you in the hospital are the nurses.
I had the most amazing nurse in my delivery, and I knew it. I had intended to send my husband out to get her and the other nurses on shift a gift before leaving but I had bigger things on mind and I completely forgot until days later. I felt like such a jerk.
Johansson was so determined to avoid looking like a movie star pretending to be a zookeeper running on empty and fueled only by her devotion to her motley assortment of big cats, zebras, and kangaroos that she refused to wear makeup for the film. A big deal for a female movie star, but it works, helping to anchor her performance in the details of actual manual labor—shoveling shit, feeding slabs of red meat to the lion and tigers—that we don’t see much of in American movies. (x)
That was her not wearing makeup?! Omfg how can she be so gorgeous?!
Things this amazing woman has done to be taken more seriously as an actress never end.