annihilati0nn:

swiggity-swision-not-my-division:

bloody-men-with-blue-eyes:

fuckyeah-nerdery:

thecakebar:

Apple Pie Baked inside of Apples Tutorial

Isn’t this like hollowing out a corpse, then putting someone else’s organs inside and cooking them?



i was expecting the other fandom

i was expecting the other fandom
annihilati0nn:

swiggity-swision-not-my-division:

bloody-men-with-blue-eyes:

fuckyeah-nerdery:

thecakebar:

Apple Pie Baked inside of Apples Tutorial

Isn’t this like hollowing out a corpse, then putting someone else’s organs inside and cooking them?



i was expecting the other fandom

i was expecting the other fandom
annihilati0nn:

swiggity-swision-not-my-division:

bloody-men-with-blue-eyes:

fuckyeah-nerdery:

thecakebar:

Apple Pie Baked inside of Apples Tutorial

Isn’t this like hollowing out a corpse, then putting someone else’s organs inside and cooking them?



i was expecting the other fandom

i was expecting the other fandom

annihilati0nn:

swiggity-swision-not-my-division:

bloody-men-with-blue-eyes:

fuckyeah-nerdery:

thecakebar:

Apple Pie Baked inside of Apples Tutorial

Isn’t this like hollowing out a corpse, then putting someone else’s organs inside and cooking them?

i was expecting the other fandom

i was expecting the other fandom

"And how hard is it to land even a minimum-wage job? This year, the Ivy League college admissions acceptance rate was 8.9%. Last year, when Walmart opened its first store in Washington, D.C., there were more than 23,000 applications for 600 jobs, which resulted in an acceptance rate of 2.6%, making the big box store about twice as selective as Harvard and five times as choosy as Cornell. Telling unemployed people to get off their couches (or out of the cars they live in or the shelters where they sleep) and get a job makes as much sense as telling them to go study at Harvard."
snowshu:

i have always wanted to draw fakir and ahiru doing different styles of dance!!!! 
i didnt think i was going to be able to keep serious about drawing fakir is 70s clothing but i d id it. 
kinda. 
(also apologies for wonky anatomy over messiness of these i didnt feel like doing the thing with effort) 
snowshu:

i have always wanted to draw fakir and ahiru doing different styles of dance!!!! 
i didnt think i was going to be able to keep serious about drawing fakir is 70s clothing but i d id it. 
kinda. 
(also apologies for wonky anatomy over messiness of these i didnt feel like doing the thing with effort) 
snowshu:

i have always wanted to draw fakir and ahiru doing different styles of dance!!!! 
i didnt think i was going to be able to keep serious about drawing fakir is 70s clothing but i d id it. 
kinda. 
(also apologies for wonky anatomy over messiness of these i didnt feel like doing the thing with effort) 

snowshu:

i have always wanted to draw fakir and ahiru doing different styles of dance!!!! 

i didnt think i was going to be able to keep serious about drawing fakir is 70s clothing but i d id it. 

kinda. 

(also apologies for wonky anatomy over messiness of these i didnt feel like doing the thing with effort) 

bicatperson:

To honor your contribution as a Strexcorp employee by ErinPtah

(Transcript at the source.)

Inspired by thundercaya, who suggested there would be a ball pit at the Company Picnic.

(Pretty sure the Strex version of “three-legged races” requires each team to literally have three legs. However many amputations that takes.)

_____

Comic | Facebook | Art gallery | Blog

"

As civilian casualties mounted on Monday in the Israeli ground invasion of the Gaza Strip, Israel’s military reminded the world that it had warned people living in targeted areas to leave. The response from Palestinians here was unanimous: Where should we go?

United Nations shelters are already brimming, and some Palestinians fear they are not safe; one shelter was bombed by Israel in a previous conflict. Many Gaza residents have sought refuge with relatives, but with large extended families commonly consisting of dozens of relatives, many homes in the shrinking areas considered safe are already packed.

Perhaps most important, the vast majority of Gazans cannot leave Gaza. They live under restrictions that make this narrow coastal strip, which the United Nations considers occupied by Israel, unlike anywhere else.

Prime Minister David Cameron of Britain in 2010 called Gaza “an open-air prison,” drawing criticism from Israel. But in reality, the vast majority of Gazans are effectively trapped, unable to seek refugee status across an international border. (Most are already refugees, those who fled from what is now Israel and their descendants.)

A 25-mile-long rectangle just a few miles wide, and one of the most densely populated places in the world, Gaza is surrounded by concrete walls and fences along its northern and eastern boundaries with Israel and its southern border with Egypt.

Even in what pass for ordinary times here, Israel permits very few Gazans to enter its territory, citing security concerns because suicide bombers and other militants from Gaza have killed Israeli civilians. The restrictions over the years have cost Palestinians jobs, scholarships and travel.

Egypt has also severely curtailed Gazans’ ability to travel, opening its border crossing with the territory for only 17 days this year. During the current fighting between Israel and the Hamas militants who control Gaza, only those with Egyptian or foreign passports or special permission were allowed to exit.

Even the Mediterranean Sea to the west provides no escape. Israel restricts boats from Gaza to three nautical miles offshore. And Gaza, its airspace controlled by Israel, has no airport.

So while three million Syrians have fled their country during the war there, more and more of Gaza’s 1.7 million people have been moving away from the edges of the strip and crowding into the already-packed center of Gaza City.

"

boopboopbi:

dimensionsinprobability:

You would think that maybe Tony would be genre-savvy with the whole renegade-destruction-robot-apocalypse thing, but no

This is what happens in AoU. I accept no other reality.

They call us now.
Before they drop the bombs.
The phone rings
and someone who knows my first name
calls and says in perfect Arabic
“This is David.”
And in my stupor of sonic booms and glass shattering symphonies
still smashing around in my head
I think “Do I know any Davids in Gaza?”
They call us now to say
Run.
You have 58 seconds from the end of this message.
Your house is next.
They think of it as some kind of war time courtesy.
It doesn’t matter that
there is nowhere to run to.
It means nothing that the borders are closed
and your papers are worthless
and mark you only for a life sentence
in this prison by the sea
and the alleyways are narrow
and there are more human lives
packed one against the other
more than any other place on earth
Just run.
We aren’t trying to kill you.
It doesn’t matter that
you can’t call us back to tell us
the people we claim to want aren’t in your house
that there’s no one here
except you and your children
who were cheering for Argentina
sharing the last loaf of bread for this week
counting candles left in case the power goes out.
It doesn’t matter that you have children.
You live in the wrong place
and now is your chance to run
to nowhere.
It doesn’t matter
that 58 seconds isn’t long enough
to find your wedding album
or your son’s favorite blanket
or your daughter’s almost completed college application
or your shoes
or to gather everyone in the house.
It doesn’t matter what you had planned.
It doesn’t matter who you are
Prove you’re human.
Prove you stand on two legs.
Run.

Running Orders by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

(Source: lilightfoot)


"Its New York in August and while I might be an Avenger, its not like I have superpowers." (x)

"Its New York in August and while I might be an Avenger, its not like I have superpowers." (x)

"Its New York in August and while I might be an Avenger, its not like I have superpowers." (x)

"Its New York in August and while I might be an Avenger, its not like I have superpowers." (x)

(Source: themaraudersaredead)

ahundredteas:

emma-approved:

Untz, untz, untz, untz…

WHAAAAAAAAThis is officially my favorite thing everrrrrr

ahundredteas:

emma-approved:

Untz, untz, untz, untz…

WHAAAAAAAA

This is officially my favorite thing everrrrrr