captain-hemmo:

iamanantichrist:

a-sarcastic-feminist:

ssjdebusk:

whatshehassaid:

smellslikegirlriot:

This is rape culture

That is fucked up

Why are people so scared of murder? Y’all should feel pride that someone risked life in jail just to kill you

Literally that is how stupid these people sound to me rn

I can’t believe that OTHER WOMEN are participating in this like jesus tapdancing christ…

Don’t generally reblog this stuff, but I swear to god if I ever hear any of my followers are talking shit like this, I’ll go after them with a rusty spoon.

but in the end they should feel pride, cause you risked a life in jail to go after them with a rusty spoon


Official portrait from “Unity” propaganda

Official portrait from “Unity” propaganda

justin-john:

wtfhistory:

theshewomanboyhatersclub:

jesuisuneetoile:

THIS IS MARRIAGE!!

Thats right!

Permission to be a bad ass. Nod.

He looks back at the guy like, “SEE THAT? SHE SAID YES. YOU’RE SO FUCKED.”

Like, guys. Sparta was so kick ASS sometimes when it came to women. Spartan women were given these small knives so that if their husbands came home and tried to hit them or assault them, they had a weapon within reach. That weapon was for CUTTING THEIR HUSBANDS’ FUCKING FACES so that when he went out in public everyone would know he was an asshole, abusing jerkface and they would publicly shame him.

I DID NOT KNOW THAT THAT IS GREAT

LET’S JUST TALK ABOUT SPARTAN WOMEN FOR A SECOND.

In Sparta, women could own land and were considered citizens. THAT IS A HUGE BIG FUCKING DEAL. Why? Because that was RARE AS FUCK and there are lots of places TODAY where women don’t even get that much.

Divorce was totally fine, and a woman could expect to keep her own wealth and get custody of the kids because paternal lineage wasn’t very important. And it didn’t make her a pariah! She could totally remarry, no big deal at all.

Spartan women participated in some fuckin’ badass sporting events, too. And because they were expected to be as physically fit as the Spartan menfolk (who all had to serve compulsory military duties, btw, and couldn’t marry until they finished them at thirty) they didn’t have time for lots of swishy dresses. So they wore notoriously short skirts. According to some accounts, their thighs were visible at all times. HOLY SHIT. 

Also, In Sparta men only got their names on their graves if they died in battle. And women? Women only got their names on their graves if they died in childbirth. THE SPARTANS COMPARED CHILDBIRTH TO FUCKING BATTLE AND IT WAS VIEWED AS A GODDAMN BADASS AND HONORABLE WAY TO GO OUT.

FUCKING SPARTAN WOMEN. THIS DUDE HAD FUCKIN’ BETTER MAKE SURE SHE’S COOL WITH WHATEVER HE’S DOING, IF HE KNOWS WHAT’S FUCKIN’ GOOD FOR HIM.

^^ I throughly enjoyed the history lesson dashed with the colorful adjectives.

twirlingtroye:

kurome-yatsufusa:

altairyourhairoutbitch:

do you ever have a notp that you antiship so hard that you actually get nauseous when people mention it

https://31.media.tumblr.com/0cd20d0df4c9851b64e3c766b8af993a/tumblr_inline_n1z9u5FXQc1rssn1f.gif

THIS IS GOLD

creamocrop:

Imagine 17 yr old John’s confused face when he discovers that his bestfriend, Sherlock Holmes (the aloof standoffish git) always brings an inhaler with him.

His bestfriend who can outrun thieves and bullies.

His bestfriend who wins all races against Gregory Lestrade, the star athlete of their school.

His best friend who can spat out deductions about the life of anyone in just a single breathe.

The very same bestfriend who apparently keeps a pale blue inhaler in his ever present coat.

Imagine John puzzling about it until one day, his girlfriend Mary, eventually gets tired of waiting for him to figure it out, and just bangs on their lunch table and then points at another lunch table.

Imagine an exasperated schoolgirl Mary as she explains to her boyfriend the reason for the existence of the inhaler in Sherlock’s coat. (“Really John, I can’t believe you forgot that summer incident three years ago!)

Imagine John’s face when he finally figures it out. (“Ohhhh…Really that’s - So that’s why he has one!”)

Imagine Mary’s smug face as she looks at her boyfriend and then to the other table where her two other bestfriends are busy discussing the causes of accelerated decay.

Imagine John’s face as he remembers THAT summer, three years ago.

The same summer when they, especially Sherlock, first met and got mixed with James Moriarty and Sebastian Moran.

The very same summer when the games began.

The very same summer when all of Molly’s inhalers (even the extra ones) “mysteriously” disappeared from her locker, drawer and bag, in the same time that she had a severe asthma attack after being locked in a closet by Jim (but thankfully found by Sherlock).

The same summer when John first got scared OF and FOR Sherlock as he watched his bestfriend desperately try to find ways to make Molly breathe regularly.

The same summer when he last saw Moriarty and Moran.

Imagine John’s face as he watched the pair at the other table.

Imagine his face when he caught Sherlock unconciously reach out and pat his coat pocket where the inhaler is kept.

vendetta-of-my-heart-and-mind:

mahbrits:

hungrylikethewolfie:


andythanfiction:


nerdsinmypants:




Stages of Deterioration in the Human Body
The Moment Of Death: 1. The heart stops. 2. The skin gets tight and ashen in color. 3. All the muscles relax. 4. The bladder and bowels empty.  5. The body temperature begins to drop 1 1/2 degrees Fahrenheit per hour. After 30 minutes: 6. The skin gets purple and waxy. 7. The lips, fingernails, and toenails fade to a pale color. 8. Blood pools at the bottom of the body. 9. The hands and feet turn blue. 10. The eyes sink into the skull. After 4 hours: 11. Rigor mortis has set in. 12. The purpling of the skin and the pooling of the blood continue. 13. Rigor continues to tighten muscles for another 24 hours or so. After 12 hours: 14. The body is in full rigor mortis. After 24 hours: 15. The body is now the temperature of the surrounding environment. 16. In males, the semen dies. 17. The head and neck are now a greenish-blue color. 18. The greenish-blue color spreads to the rest of the body. 19. There is a pervasive smell of rotting meat. After 3 days: 20. The gas in the body tissues forms large blisters on the skin. 21. The whole body begins to bloat and swell grotesquely. 22. Fluids leak from the mouth, nose, vagina, and rectum. After 3 weeks: 23. The skin, hair, and nails are so loose they can easily be pulled off the corpse. 24. The skin bursts open on many places on the body. 25. Decomposition will continue until the body is nothing but skelital remains, a process that can take a month or so in hot climates, and two months or more in cold climates.


This is actually pretty interesting.


Important for writers…helps avoid either walking in and knowing someone died moments ago “from the smell” (unless that smell is piss and shit), or finding someone dead for a week that “looks like they’re sleeping.”


Reblogging for reference.


This is the single creepiest website ever and i love all of you

Found this really interesting.

vendetta-of-my-heart-and-mind:

mahbrits:

hungrylikethewolfie:

andythanfiction:

nerdsinmypants:

Stages of Deterioration in the Human Body


The Moment Of Death:
1. The heart stops.
2. The skin gets tight and ashen in color.
3. All the muscles relax.
4. The bladder and bowels empty. 
5. The body temperature begins to drop 1 1/2 degrees Fahrenheit per hour.

After 30 minutes:
6. The skin gets purple and waxy.
7. The lips, fingernails, and toenails fade to a pale color.
8. Blood pools at the bottom of the body.
9. The hands and feet turn blue.
10. The eyes sink into the skull.

After 4 hours:
11. Rigor mortis has set in.
12. The purpling of the skin and the pooling of the blood continue.
13. Rigor continues to tighten muscles for another 24 hours or so.

After 12 hours:
14. The body is in full rigor mortis.

After 24 hours:
15. The body is now the temperature of the surrounding environment.
16. In males, the semen dies.
17. The head and neck are now a greenish-blue color.
18. The greenish-blue color spreads to the rest of the body.
19. There is a pervasive smell of rotting meat.

After 3 days:
20. The gas in the body tissues forms large blisters on the skin.
21. The whole body begins to bloat and swell grotesquely.
22. Fluids leak from the mouth, nose, vagina, and rectum.

After 3 weeks:
23. The skin, hair, and nails are so loose they can easily be pulled off the corpse.
24. The skin bursts open on many places on the body.
25. Decomposition will continue until the body is nothing but skelital remains, a process that can take a month or so in hot climates, and two months or more in cold climates.

This is actually pretty interesting.

Important for writers…helps avoid either walking in and knowing someone died moments ago “from the smell” (unless that smell is piss and shit), or finding someone dead for a week that “looks like they’re sleeping.”

Reblogging for reference.

This is the single creepiest website ever and i love all of you

Found this really interesting.

twiddlingthumbsandtoes:

OMG I’m dying :’D

twiddlingthumbsandtoes:

OMG I’m dying :’D

jaclcfrost:

"do you love the character or the person who plays them?"

yes

I’m a feminist, but I think that romance has been taken away a bit for my generation. I think what people connect with in novels is this idea of an overpowering, encompassing love - and it being more important and special than anything and everything else.

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