Mar. 26th, 2017

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“To make this journey, we’ll need imagination, but imagination alone is not enough, because the reality of nature is far more wondrous than anything we can imagine.”

These are just a few of the beautiful visual effects from Cosmos: A Spacetime Odyssey

@figmentedfollies
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This is still my favorite of patricks replies i
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[Yeah. Jolene fanfic. Is it technically songfic if it’s just about a song? I tried to keep to the spirit of the original, in that a) the narrator is left mostly a blank slate as a stand-in for all of us who have ever been consumed by the beauty of a ravishing redhead, and b) while the man in question has a name here he barely makes an appearance and isn’t really important.

Anyway, here’s a little over 7k about one of the least heterosexual songs in existence.]

Rating: Explicit

“I’m really glad you called.”  She sips at her coffee, bright green eyes smiling out at me over the top of the cup.  Her lips leave a faint pink stain on the rim when she sets it down again, and I stare at the mark she’s left behind.  It’s easier than looking directly at her, more comfortable than letting myself be dazzled all over again.  “I feel like all I’ve been doing lately is working—it’s good to get out of the office for a while.”

“Ryan says the same thing.”  I’m fiddling with the tag of my teabag as I struggle to find the words I need to say.  “Between my hours and his, we hardly see each other anymore.”

“He’s mentioned that once or twice, I think.  I can’t imagine having to be at work by four in the morning every day.”  She laughs softly.  “Bad enough that I’m there until ten some nights.”

“It was hard to get used to, but I love my job.  They’re letting me experiment more with the baking, and that’s nice.”  I swallow hard.  “I actually—I have a confession to make,”  I sigh.  We only met once before, at one of Ryan’s work events, but she seems genuinely happy to be meeting me for coffee at the grotty little hole-in-the-wall shop where I work.  I’m starting to feel bad.  “I had an ulterior motive for asking you out today.”

“Oh?”  Glossy red curls fall over her shoulder when she leans forward.  My stomach clenches uneasily. It’s no wonder, I think, twisting the ring on my finger as my eyes try to find a safe place to settle.  Look at her; look at you.  It’s no wonder. There’s a hint of a smile curling up her full lips.  I wish I hadn’t asked her to meet me immediately after my shift, that I’d at least taken the time to shower first.  “Don’t leave me in suspense.”

“It’s just … god, I don’t know how to say this.”

She reaches out, resting her fingertips against the back of my hand.  Her skin looks like ivory against mine, her nails short and neat and as perfect as the rest of her.

“I know we don’t know each other very well yet,” she says gently, “but you can talk to me.  Anything you need to—”

“Ryan’s in love with you,” I blurt out.  She blinks back at me, fingers withdrawing slowly, and I bury my face in my hands.  “I’m sorry.” The words are muffled against my palms.  My cheeks feel hot enough to burst into flame, and I press my fingertips hard against my eyes. “I’m sorry, I meant to—I was going to lead up to that, and …” I take a deep breath and lower my hands back to the table, forcing myself to meet her gaze.  Her eyes have gone wide with shock and—and disappointment, I think, and my shoulders fall.  “He’s in love with you.”

“And you asked me out to … what?  Warn me off?”  There’s an unsteadiness to her voice that sounds like suppressed laughter, even though she doesn’t look the slightest bit amused, and I can’t bring myself to look at her anymore.

“That makes it sound like there’s something I could do about it,” I say, wincing at the bitterness in my own voice.  “I know there’s not, I know—but he’s all I have.  He’s all I have, and I know there’s nothing I can do if you decide you want him, too, but I had to try.”

“Hey.”  Her hand closes tightly around mine this time.  I hadn’t even realized that it was shaking until her grip stilled it.  When I look up again, she’s frowning at me with something that seems distressingly like concern.  “Your fiance’s not in love with me,” she says gently. “He doesn’t even know me.  Not really.”

“He said your name in his sleep the other night.”  I sound miserable, pathetic even to my own ears, but I can’t seem to pull my hand away.

“He … well.”  That, finally, seems to rattle her a bit.  “I can at least promise you that I’m not interested in him.”

I hate the hard surge of hope that makes my chest feel tight.  “You’re not?”

“Not even a little bit.”  Her frown deepens.  “And it doesn’t sound like you should be, either.”

“Come on, it’s not like I can blame him,” I mutter, feeling my cheeks heat again. “I mean, look at you.”

“Look at you.”  Her cheeks flush faintly pink, nothing like the blotchy mess that I know from experience my own face must be by now, and she squeezes my hand once before she lets me go to pick up her cup again.  “If he doesn’t realize how lucky he is to land a girl like you, then he doesn’t deserve to be marrying anyone.”

I snort out a laugh—unattractive, I know, but I can’t help it.  Her lips curve sweetly at the sound, and somehow I don’t feel quite as self-conscious about it as I usually do.

“I wasn’t expecting to really like you,” I hear myself admit.  “This would be a lot easier for me to deal with if you’d just be the stuck-up bitch I expected you to be.” I’m slightly horrified that the thought made it out of my mouth, but she just lets out a shocked, delighted laugh.  I pick up my tea, sipping at it to cover my own smile.  

“I can try to work on that if it’ll make you feel better,” she says dryly.  “But I’d rather just be your friend.”

My stomach flutters, and I smile again.  “I think that could work for me.” I take a deep breath.  “Thank you, Jolene.”

“I told you before.”  Her foot slides against mine in a friendly nudge.  “Call me Jo.”

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dragonmuse:

1. You will sit down and have a two hour experience. It will make no sense. Do not watch the trailer. The trailer is a lie. 

2. Ewan McGregor as Iggy Pop as filtered through Kurt Cobain. Naked. 

3. Jonathan Rhys Meyers as David Bowie with the wigs and eyeliner. Naked.

4. Baby Christian Bale as confused young homosexual. Naked.

5. 2 and 3 occur together.  2 and 4 occur together.

6. During production, the film crew neglected to tell Bale and McGregor that the scene was over and they kept simulating a gay sex scene for ten minutes longer than they had to….that’s not a reason to watch it, I just think its important to know. 

7.  Glitter rock. Punk rock. Music videos inserted seemingly at random. I still listen to the soundtrack. 

8. There’s a scene with Barbie dolls that’s actually an obscure reference to one of the director’s other films, but even knowing that it’s just fucking weird and amazing.

9.  Half the dialogue is Oscar Wilde quotes. Even when they don’t really make a lick of sense. Oscar Wilde would approve of this film, imho. 

10. When you peel all the naked glitter rockness of it away, there’s actually a fascinating story about fame and how pop culture can control politics and you’re never too old to change the world. 

To sum it up in two gifs:

maxwell-demon

One of my all time favorite movies!! @spacetimeandmatter, I still don’t know what it’s about.

This movie is Casablanca’s glam rock love child with Citizen Kane and it is so beautiful.

I saw this movie in the theatre. It is wonderful. SO. MUCH. GLAM. ROCK.
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My anxiety: somethings off
Me: how so?
Anxiety: somethings wrong
Me: what
Anxiety: something
Me: like can you give me a general idea
Anxiety: somethings off
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wetheurban:

The Milky Way Reflected Onto The Largest Salt Flat In The World

In a bid to find a perfectly dark sky, Russian photographer Daniel Kordan made a trip to the Altiplano region located in the west central South America.

Hailing 12,300 feet above the sea level, Kordan was able to utilize the Uyuni salt flat using the special astrophotography camera he had. This type of camera unlocks the colors found in the sky, opening up the barriers between earth and space and casting the Milky Way onto the reflective flats.

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Our family’s little now and we don’t have many toys but if you want, you could be part of it.
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sapphicmoonlight:

I am yelling I landed on a Christian article about Florence & The Machine 

this is honestly probably the best review florence welch has ever received

@rachelwhatareyoudoing i feel like you might appreciate this

If I wasn’t already queer and into alternative rock, this review would probably convert me.
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antikoreaboo:

eo-akes:

ablacknation:

You don’t have to be black, it just means you support us, you stand by us and you’re for us.

100%

200%

Someone who’s black or supports black people and their human rights. it literally says that in the description. “You don’t have to be black, it just means you support us, you stand by us and you’re for us.” 
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apersnicketylemon:

skepticalspectacles:

apersnicketylemon:

Stop censoring the words people are using to blacklist, you are actually exposing people to the word/subject you think you’re protecting them from. If rape is on my blacklist and you have an in depth account of rape and you used r*pe for everything, I WILL NOW BE EXPOSED TO IT because my blacklist DIDN’T BLOCK IT because YOU CHANGED THE WORD.

^^^^^^
To add: Censoring is only really necessary when it comes to a slur your cannot reclaim, but you still need to at least tag the post with the themes so anyone who has, say, antiblack violence blacklisted for instance, won’t be exposed to what it is that triggers them.

I would really appreciate it if people could reblog this instead of ignoring it because this IS becoming a wide spread problem. I have had several panic attacks over the last month due to things that are on my blacklist not being caught specifically because of people censoring the black list word. Blacklists can pick up on words inside posts, but they can’t pick up on those words when you change one or more letters to a star.

Stop censoring words in posts that aren’t slurs, you are not protecting us from exposure, you are forcibly exposing us to it. You are doing precisely the opposite of helping us.

this also applies to slashes & periods inserted into words

as always, if there’s something in my posts that you find triggering and you need me to put a particular tag on it for you to block, let me know, lovely followers. <3

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Mar. 26th, 2017 08:28 pm
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uppityfemale:

uppityfemale:

You don’t have the votes
YOU DON’T HAVE THE VOTES
Haha ha ha ha.
You’re gonna need congressional approval and you don’t have the votes.

Such a blunder sometimes it makes me wonder why I ever bring the thunder
(Why he even brings the thunder)

Reblogging myself because I can.

[TRUMP]I’ll give him this: his health care system is aWork of genius. I couldn’t undo it if I triedAnd I tried

“They don’t have a plan, they just hate mine.”
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THANK YOU.

Everyone writes Sam as the replacement Bucky but guys, Bucky is trying to go into hiding because there are now TWO Steves on the loose. 

TWO of them. 

The only thing that makes him seem relatively sane is the lack of super abilities but anyone who thinks it’s a reasonable idea to attach a LIVE JET ENGINE ten inches from his asshole is nOT SANE. 
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inaneenglish:

And ten years later, this is still hot…

This will never not be hot

#Aragorn opening that door is everyone’s sexuality tbh

#Aragorn doing anything is hot let’s be real

15 years later, this is still hot..

fuck me, i’m old

I am literally watching Fellowship right now. I’m so amused this just popped up. Like my girlboner over Aragorn, amirite?

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