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stele3:

valeria2067:

lyresandlasers:

iloveyouandilikeyou:

kyrafic:

pointedperception:

a movie like my fair lady but where a frat boy is turned into a feminist

omg

SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY

Starring Channing Tatum. It’s still a musical and he dances. 

Viola Davis as Henrietta Higgins

She’s his gender studies professor. This was the last GE that he could take; if he doesn’t pass this class he loses his lacrosse scholarship.

after the Big Academic Conference (where he presents his term paper and discusses feminist issues with a bunch of academics and everyone is amazed at him), they argue. he’s become what she wanted him to be but his life is ruined, he can never fully enjoy the things he used to or talk to his friends in the same way. he’s become a feminist but he can never really be a frat boy again.

OMG it totally works…

He ends up as her grad student.

Why do Tumblr and Twitter have better movie ideas than 99% of Hollywood. /rhetorical

leftennant:

whyndancer:

anniemar:

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mycapt-ohcapt:

smoothdogsgirl:

ellen-reincarnated1967:

the-mrs-deanwinchester:

fandomlife-universe:

Who’s rescuing you?

I think I would be fucked

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Lincoln fucking burrows!!!

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Capt. Janeway, I think I’ll be safe. How about you guys: @mycapt-ohcapt and @saffreelove

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Well at least my corpse will look good

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I can live with that…

Yeah.. Well.. Nice knowing y'all!

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I’m in luck! It’s my babe!

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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah I watch PoI this afternoon @adder24

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Niiiiiiiice.

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yeah, i’m good

John Sherudan! I’m so safe and they are so gonna regret it!

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abbiehollowdays:

officialhigashikatadaiya:

abbiehollowdays:

electracopes:

bemusedlybespectacled:

nogoodatcrafting:

adampascalfan:

abbiehollowdays:

I think I’ve said it before, but I want an all plus-size season of Project Runway.

No forewarning in the casting call, just a dozen of the best aspiring designers chosen and when they meet the models, they happen to be size 12 and above.

Of course they’ll cry at first, but Tim Gunn will tell them to get over it and maybe we’ll have some amazing original designs for people the industry usually ignores.

With Christian Siriano as the first guest judge giving everyone single designer who complains the what for

Please let this happen, I only have two dollars, but they are yours if I can have this

ashley nell tipton as the second guest judge who utterly destroys them

if they do this, then they must increase the budget for each designer because larger sized models means more fabric needed means the designers need larger budgets. that’s why the show will never go for it.

@electracopes

Yeah… no.

1. This is a sponsored television program where designers routinely buy/waste more fabric than they’ll ever need on challenges and it’s all on the show’s dime. And it’s all for the art and show of it. They’ll never even be worn again. Cost is a ridiculous reason to reject creating plus size season… money is irrelevant here.

2. Also, not every type and print is fabric costs the same. Some are cheaper than others. If designers can deal with restrictive budgets on the regular PR challenges in order to create something unique and beautiful there’s absolutely no reason why they couldn’t take the same budget and make adjustments to do the same thing for plus size women.

3. At the industry level, the idea that plus size clothes cost SO MUCH MORE than straight sizes has been debunked time and again. It simply doesn’t… especially at the quantities at which they are purchasing fabric for mass production.

4. Costs can also be brought down by cutting patterns out of fabrics in a conscientious way to reduce waste (which designers on PR already do when working with expensive fabrics or limited budgets).

5. The costs of men’s clothes do not vary as drastically as women’s do regardless of their size. If the fabric cost excuse were genuine, you would expect the same exorbitant price hike reflected there. Big and tall clothes for men are generally within a reasonable range of the lower sizes.

6. Plus size women’s clothes cost more and designers refuse to create plus size clothes not because of cost or any other reasonable difficulties, but because it’s a punitive measure against fat women and because they thus far been able to get away with it.

Plus size designer chiming in to confirm all of this^^^^

And also the notion that plus size garments are harder to make?? Bullshit. Designing something from scratch is never an exact science and will always require some guesswork regardless of the size of the person wearing it. You draft, make a mockup, fit, make necessary adjustments. This isn’t just from experience, this is what i was TAUGHT IN FASHION SCHOOL. Designers that claim otherwise are fatphobic and bad at their job.

Thank you

@officialhigashikatadaiya

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lettersfromeleanorrigby:

paulinqe:

the thicker your thighs are the more kittens can lay on your lap

This is the body positivity post I’ve been waiting for.

flavoracle:

theitalianscrub:

flavoracle:

writing-prompt-s:

A Genie offers you one wish, and you modestly wish to have a very productive 2017. The genie misunderstands, and for the rest of your life, every 20:17 you become impossibly productive for just 60 seconds.

“Well, it was a nice day.” You kiss your sweetheart gently on the forehead and sigh as the last remaining seconds of 20:16 tick away. “See you at 8:18,” you say. 

Then it happens. Every ounce of fatigue or hunger leaves your body. The face of your beloved is perfectly still, their expression exactly the same. The ticking of the clock on the wall has stopped. Once again, it’s 20:17. 

You stretch your arms and walk to the table with the homework for the three doctorates you’re working on. The work is mentally stimulating and enjoyable, but it’s finished far too quickly. You check your pocket watch and see that not even one hundredth of a second has passed. 

You knew it was too soon to be able to see any movement on the watch, but you can never quite help yourself from looking early on every 20:17. Time to move on. 

You clean your home, do your budget, then go outside and fix a noise that your car was making earlier that afternoon. (Oh how you already miss afternoons.) Then you go back inside, boot up your computer (which magically speeds up to keep pace with you as long as you’re in contact with it) and check for any new orders. 

You’ve set up a website for the small business you started called “Magic Elf Services.” People in your area can pay a modest fee on your site to have different tasks and odd jobs done by “The Magic Elf” at 8:17pm every day. It was a little slow to get started, but word has spread and these days you have a steady stream of clients. 

The money that comes in from the business is nice, but you’re mostly grateful that it gives you a clear list of things to do. You print off your updated list of clients, step outside, and start making your way through the neighborhood with your to-do list. 

There’s the apartments down your street where several neighbors have hired you to tidy up, do the dishes, and mop the floors. You do the windows too, just to see if they notice. There’s the large house across town that paid the “Magic Elf” to clean out the gutters. After the first dozen jobs are done, you manage to stop looking at your pocket watch. 

As near as you’ve been able to determine in the past, 20:17 seems to last for approximately one normal year. But it’s not exact. For one thing, it’s hard to keep track of “time” when everything but you has crawled to an almost total standstill. For another thing, time seems to move differently depending on how “productive” your behavior is. One time you tried to spend all of 20:17 sitting at home in your pajamas, but that was getting you nowhere, so you eventually gave up and got busy. (Though you defiantly stayed in your pajamas the whole time.) 

During 20:17 your body doesn’t get tired, hungry, sick, or injured. You’re essentially tireless and immortal for the duration of the “minute.” So sleeping or eating away your boredom has never really worked for you. 

One of the houses on your list forgot to follow the instructions and leave a key for you to get in. At first you figure you’ll just send them an email telling them to pay more attention and that you’ll do the job tomorrow. Then you decide to go home, get your locksmith tools, and come back. 

After finishing up all the jobs on your list, you go into several other homes and small businesses in the area, performing tasks you hope they’ll find helpful, and leaving a hand-painted business card at each one. (The business cards don’t contain your real name just in case somebody thinks “The Magic Elf” should be subject to breaking and entering laws.) 

Speaking of laws, you head down to the local police station to pick up your case file. You’ve been in contact with a detective who’s been investigating corruption within their department, and your ability to investigate unseen and get in almost anywhere between the ticks of the clock has proven invaluable. You see that they’ve also added five missing person cases to your file this evening, which certainly raises your interest in the job. 

You make your way through town gathering evidence, and start making your way to the outskirts of town. Since you happen to be out that way (and you’ve already solved three of the five missing person cases) you decide to swing by the stone castle you’re building and do some more work there. 

The castle walls stand about 20 feet right now, but you know they’ll be much higher when you’re done. You’re far from any roads and pretty safely tucked away, so for now it’s your little secret. You’ve been excavating and moving all the rock yourself, which has been much easier than you first expected since your body doesn’t get tired or sore. You’ve also got a nice system of tunnels going underneath the castle, and you dig and build more of that network for a while. 

All that time spent underground has left you feeling rather lonely, so you walk back home to see the face of your sweetheart. Their facial expression has moved ever so slightly since you last saw them, which is a comfort to you. Looking at them gets your imagination going and makes you dream up a story you’d like to tell, so you sit on your couch, plug in your laptop, and write a book. 

After you finish editing the last chapter for the third time, you finally allow yourself to look at your pocket watch again. Three seconds have officially passed so far. 

It’s gonna be a long 20:17. 

Wow, Dave. You managed to take a concept that seems nice on the exterior and make it into a real nightmare. This is some good stuff.

Which is EXACTLY why you should never trust a wish-granting djinn. 

killerblackberrypie:

khaleesa:

A Parks and Rec revival called Parks and Rebellion in which Leslie Knope wages war against the Trump administration via all the national park Twitter accounts.

*grabby hands*

Please someone contact Amy Poehler about this. I have a sneaking suspicion she would be SO DOWN.

anais-ninja-blog:

writemeasandwich:

Agents of SHIELD just got renewed…

I think we all know what this means.

Put Darcy Lewis in Agents of SHIELD season 5 you cowards!

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

animatedamerican:

theactualcluegirl:

houseofhaleth:

(The more I think about Civil War the more annoyed I get)

Tony: okay so these Accords

Tony: obviously the fact we’ve only just heard of them and they’re being signed in 3 days and they’re fatter than all of us is some shit

Steve: language

Tony: but the fact is, we can’t just run around wherever we want punching people that we personally decide are bad guys

Tony: countries have the right to make their own laws and we can’t just ignore them because we’re really cool

Tony: (though we are)

Tony: anyway the fact is nobody actually voted for you to be President of Avengerdonia, steve, so we should like, obey the people we elected, like everyone else in the world does, this is how democracy works

Sam: i would vote for steve

Steve: i will be honest here

Steve: i have very much enjoyed being in charge with no restrictions

Steve: it has been very efficient and we’ve saved loads of lives (like loads)

Steve: however as i am not in fact a massive jerkhole dictator and i do believe in democracy

Steve: you are of course right we should get the nod from the government before we crash in anywhere to save the day, as long as that can be done quickly and effectively, and won’t mean that i’m completely banned from saving people

Steve: (because i have zero impulse control when it comes to saving people i just do it)

Tony: oh we know

Sam: everyone else would vote for steve too right natasha you’d vote for steve

Natasha:  no comment

Steve: i mean there are a couple of other things i want to talk about in these papers

Wanda: like the fact we’re not actually accountable for the actions of all supervillains everywhere?

Steve: yeah and the fact that it doesn’t specify that we can’t be thrown in a monstrous sea-jail without a trial or lawyers if we damage property while defending ourselves

Tony: wow steve we’re (mostly) US citizens do you really think we need to specify that?

Steve: i’ve read about ross

Steve: yes we do

Tony: okay then, how about we sit here and hash out our list of amendments and caveats, which they really should have consulted us about more than three days before they meet to sign this document that controls our lives, and we take our improved accords to vienna and talk about it there?

Steve: that sounds really sensible

Sam: wanda you vote for steve too right

Bucky: i do not vote for steve. i vote for anyone except steve. i vote for tony stank’s left shoe, because it is far less reckless than steve

Sam: dude you’re not even in this part of the movie yet

Bucky: i showed up early just to say don’t vote for steve

Tony: holy shit it’s the winter soldier

Bucky: ooooh steve doesn’t like that kind of language you know

Steve: go away and wait for your appropriate plot hook barnes what is this

fin

Coulston:  I believe we should also discuss how the odds are actually very good, given previous evidence, that HYDRA could take command of the UN at any moment, and then the Avengers would be CONTRACTUALLY working for them, and have to do whatever the GlobalNaziIlluminati said.  

Clint:  I, too, think that this is a point worth discussing.

Coulson:  Also, I would vote for Steve.

Clint:  Can I be Vice President?

Tony, blinking at Coulson: Wait, didn’t you die?

leftennant:

I need a drink, you guys.  A big one.  SMDH.

Here for you!

Originally posted by no-one-tells-me-who-i-love