in case you need some encouragement today, IT’S ONE DAY CLOSER TO AUTUMN. one day closer to jeans and boots and scarves and sweaters and beautiful trees and frost on the grass and actually wanting to go outside and cooler temperatures and happiness.


So apparently iCloud was hacked and pretty much every female celebrity’s nudes were leaked. I’d like to remind my followers not to post them, because they’re supposed to be private, and just because some asshole leaked them doesn’t mean you should make it worse by spreading them around.

I wouldn’t tell my nine-year-old self anything! I’ve seen Back to the Future enough to know that you don’t mess with time. Nice try, bro. —Chris Pratt, responding to “What if you could tell your nine-year-old self, “One day, you’ll be starring in a film based on these comics you love?” - Rolling Stone, Issue 1215. (via captainsassmerica)




tell me a secret

One time during class my drama/english teacher, who’s a devout vegan and all about not killing animals, accidentally stepped on a ladybug. He froze up and slowly cradles it in his hand and he was so heartbroken and started quoting Hamlet.

I didn’t have the heart to tell him that it was a red m&m.

I can’t breathe


Clint Barton: sick of your prejudiced shit.

I’ve seen other posts saying Clint would be the Avenger most likely to have a Tumblr. Here’s how I see that working out:

  1. A couple posts of funny stuff.
  2. Days of no posting whatsoever.
  3. A blitz of social justice posts on a single issue (corrupt cops/ignorant bullies/whatever the problem of the day is).
  4. Silence from Clint’s blog; meanwhile posts about a purple-masked Avenger getting into fights with the people causing said problem start to appear elsewhere.
  5. Clint loses his social media privileges for a month.
  6. Repeat.

Hawkeye: Earth’s Mightiest Marksman, October 1998. Collected in: Avengers: Hawkeye: Earth’s Mightiest Marksman

Pick your class [mage, warrior, rogue]


good thing harry potter didnt choose slytherin

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"what’s the worst that could happen? I’ll be TOO cool?" I say as I strap the rocket blasters to my heelys

Move in day tomorrow. Along with the majority of the Boston greater area. If I had a car I would be off browsing the free furniture along the roads tomorrow.

The problem here is that these squealing man-children, so desperate to keep women out of their precious games, want it both ways. They want gaming to be taken seriously as a culture and art form, while at the same time throwing an unbelievable tantrum when subjected to serious criticism. This is ludicrous and immature on so many levels. Gaming isn’t for you, anymore. Gaming is for everyone. Everyone gets to have their say, to make their criticism, and gaming doesn’t need you to defend it.

The only thing left for these people to do is put their toys back in the pram and huddle together as the tide rises against them, until they wake up in five year’s time and realise that Assassin’s Creed 7 was actually a pretty good game, even though they had to waste three precious seconds flicking the gender over to ‘male’ on the character creation screen so they can feel comfortable again. Change is inevitable, especially when half of the freaking gamers in the country are women and actually want to play some games that don’t treat them like disposable trash.

So, here’s another change for you: if you really think feminism, or women, are destroying games, or that LGBT people and LGBT relationships have no place in games, or that games in any way belong to you or are “under attack” from political correctness or “social justice warriors”: please leave this website. I don’t want your clicks, I don’t want your hits, I don’t want your traffic. Leave now and please don’t come back.

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Anonymous: Please don't make Coulson gay because you can. He was created straight and written straight in Battle Scars.


Look, no-one said I was or wasn’t writing Coulson in Secret Avengers as gay. One beautiful thing about fiction is that we fill it with our own meanings. For example: was Coulson really created and written straight, instead of, let’s say, bisexual? How do you even do that unless you explicitly identify him as straight and choose to believe the character is telling the truth? You see my point? In case you don’t: fiction is infinitely malleable. There is no certainty, and there is no certainty in the universe, except perhaps change. 

I sense a certain dose of entitlement in your request — which, by the way, says a lot about you and nothing about the fiction you consume. I don’t react to entitlement well, but I am transforming my initial reaction into something positive here, and perhaps you’ll use that as a guiding light for yourself, too. Perhaps the question you want to ask yourself is, “Why am I so hung up on my perception of a fictional character’s theoretically heterosexual identity, and does me being hung up on it have anything to do with my possible uncertainty regarding my own sexual identity?”

It might. It might not. U-decide.


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