Never get stuck in the dark again. This white t-shirt features text reading “lumos” and “nox.” During the day, the word “nox” is visible, while “lumos” glows during the night to light your way. Sold on Etsy.
So, I’ve told the boy that I’m falling in the l-word. That word that usually terrifies me.
And I’m all but hired at this new job down there.
And I need to find an apartment, stat!
This is going to go fast, which is nuts. But I’m so excited about it!
These lockets are anatomically correct. The locket is held shut by the trunk of the aorta, which acts as a snap. The chain attaches to the pendant through the superior vena cava and left pulmonary vein, causing the heart to hang slightly anterioinferiorly, just like our hearts!anatomical hearts are the coolest thing in the world
want need want
We have all been the ‘gamer girl’ to someone else—even if it’s not us personally, on a general level we have been lumped in with someone’s argument against those kinds of girl gamers. I think we all subconsciously realize this, so we work harder to set ourselves apart and make ourselves seem like some rare commodity in the community. That girl only plays Pokémon for the cute animals, but I IV trained all my Pokémon and made sure all of its EVs were perfect. That girl plays League of Legends, but she only plays support while I can tank and jungle, too. That girl isn’t a real gamer because she’s wearing something that shows off her figure; I obviously care more about the game because I’m wearing a hoodie and pajama bottoms. We invalidate the gaming experience of others to further validate our own participation and membership because we feel we must. We want to blend in to what’s considered normal for the gaming community. Since the gaming community is male-dominated, as it stands we’ll never be able to blend in as equals, so we blend in by sticking out and bringing down the other girls around us. It’s incredibly toxic and serves no purpose but to further keep other girls out of the gaming scene entirely.
in all this excitement, let’s not forget the TRUE reason for the season
on February 14, 3019, Gandalf the White arose from death in his true form and set out once more to walk the stones of Middle-Earth
FORGET VALENTINE’S DAY I WANT GANDALFMAS
"I am tired of hiding and I am tired of lying by omission. I suffered for years because I was scared to be out. My spirit suffered, my mental health suffered and my relationships suffered. And I’m standing here today, with all of you, on the other side of all that pain. I am young, yes, but what I have learned is that love, the beauty of it, the joy of it and yes, even the pain of it, is the most incredible gift to give and to receive as a human being. And we deserve to experience love fully, equally, without shame and without compromise." - Ellen Page
We’re seriously that couple that gets excited for each other over the most ridiculous and nerdy things. Today I rejoiced that he beat a particularly tough friend in Magic, and he got really stoked that I became the Pokemon League Champion in Pokemon X this evening.
This is a good chunk of our relationship.
I am quite okay with this.
Well then it’s a good thing I hate sports *slams button*
The year is 2027. It is Super Bowl season. The football players that have been selected for this year’s culling huddle in a sad, discontented mass in the middle of an overgrown stadium. The stink of fear mingles with the smell of fresh earth, an unholy bouquet for a terrible day.
Then they begin arriving, singly and in groups. Their claws glint in the harsh stadium lights, and there is blood matted into their fur. The football players put on their game face, but the hollowness of their eyes betrays their true hopelessness. There is no use fighting, other than to make a brave showing.
After all, everyone knows the bears always win.Years pass. Teams deliberately lose games so they won’t be against them. Eventually, the Goverment starts a programme, to lessen prison overcrowding. Prisoners are selected at random, or so they say, to put on the jerseys and play the bears. None of them ever come back, and crime drops to almost zero. All is well, until there are no more prisoners. The goverment does not know how to choose, but they know that the Super Bowl must go on, and the bears must always win, and choose they must.
People huddle in their houses out of fear; mothers and fathers alike cry, for their children and themselves. No one is able to escape the choosing. The government has resorted to grabbing whoever they could find and carting them off to the point of no return. After all, the bears always win.
Until one brave teenage girl volunteers for The Game. She fights hard, determined to stop the carnage and return America to it’s previous glory. She’s never known walking freely through the city, uncaring and unworried, but she craves to know. Somehow, nobody knows how, she manipulates the system. Citizens watch from the stands and their televisions in shock and awe. For the first time in 74 years, the bears have lost.
*slow clap for hunger games fandom*
I REBLOGGED THIS ONCE BUT IT GOT BETTER
I was originally going to reblog this because I’m a Bears fan and would totally be okay with this scenario… Then the comments… Oh god.