"Brozen," "Bronies," what it all means is "I am so insecure about what I like that I MUST rebrand it as masculine before associating with it."
i read it more as “i hate girls and femininity so much that i am insulted at even the idea that i might have something in common with them”. like, i have a very hard time believing that it’s insecurity and not outright hatred that fuels that kind of thing.
I had wings once. They were strong. They were stolen from me.
Let’s talk about peanut butter.
Can we all just start out by agreeing that peanut butter is nectar of the gods? I’m glad we all agree here. I’ve been eating peanut butter since before I can remember, in various forms (my mom used to put my asthma medication on a spoonful of peanut butter when I was a kid, and real talk, if I can retain fondness for a food that I took with steroids on the daily, that’s saying something). My family also eats peanut butter every morning with cereal – try it, just put a scoop of peanut butter on the side of your bowl, and take a bit on your spoon with each bite of cereal, you’re welcome. You might call me a peanut butter fanatic. I just know that me and peanut butter, we got a good thing going on.
get to know me meme: (3/5) television shows - lost
you were all flawed. i chose you because you were all like me. you were all alone. you were all looking for something you couldn’t find out there. i chose you because you needed this place as much as it needed you.
30 Days of The West Wing: Day 3 - Your favourite episode
TV doesn’t get much better than this. Scratch that, TV doesn’t get any better than this. This episode isn’t just about the death of a much-beloved colleague and whether or not President Bartlet will run for a second term; it is the fall and rebirth of a man. The flashbacks to Jed’s school days are intricately woven into the storyline through parallels and cinematography to die for and the casting of young Jed and Mrs Landingham is flawless (their dynamic is just begging for a spin-off). We see his mistreatment at the hands of his father and we realise that by rejecting God, Jed is finally speaking the words he never could to his father. There is a universalisability about that brilliant scene in the church (I haven’t the foggiest idea why Martin Sheen never won an Emmy for this) because who hasn’t had their faith tested or experienced that moment of doubt; not just with religion but in all areas of life?
The eponymous ‘Two Cathedrals’ represent the two most defining aspects of Jed and how connected they are. When he loses faith in God, he also loses faith in his presidency, but Mrs Landingham is there to put some much needed sense in him, like always. Because you never had a big sister and you need one. Visited by an angel, baptised in the rain of a tropical storm, disciples - SO MANY JESUS METAPHORS YOU GUYS. So when we reach the final scene I am already a wreck, but Sorkin and Schlamme go ahead and decide to create the best sequence of television I’ve ever seen. (Not even exaggerating. Just watch this: x ) I’ve seen it fifty times, I know exactly what is going to happen, and yet the magic is still there. In summary: the best episode ever of the best show ever, and y’all should watch it. Stat.
this is legit btw
I mean, there were folkloric heroes like Robin Hood before the Scarlet Pimpernel, but they didn’t really do the secret identity — people might not have known Robin Hood’s real identity but he wasn’t out living a double life and his costume was just what he and his buds wore in the forest, whereas the Pimpernel was actually doing the exact same thing as Bruce Wayne (pampered aristocrat by day, avenging hero by night)
also I wanna point out that the Scarlet Pimpernel was actually the leader of a league of twenty people also living double lives — Baroness Orczy also invented the first superhero team
Also The Scarlet Pimpernel is goddamned amazing and if you’ve never read it you’re missing out.
kindness is cooler than being a jerk. i like kind people way more than i like people who are butts, even though probably people who are butts have their own reasons for being a butt and it’s not like anyone is a butt 24/7 like sometimes you’re just off, yanno? sometimes i have been a butt. i am often a butt. where was i going with this. idk
#i eternally endeavour to be more like luke skywalker lmao #superman is way more inspirational to me than batman #and the thing is i think it’s just as meaningful to tell stories about people who do the right thing #even when it’s the hard thing to do as it is meaningful to tell stories about people who struggle #to do the right thing or to recognize what the right thing is to do #sometimes you’re gonna struggle and sometimes you’re gonna fall short of what you could be #but you keep trying. even though it’s hard. you keep trying
i hate it when people equate being kind with being boring - kindness is hard, it requires emotional work and energy even when it’s relatively easy, and it’s often not easy at all
being kind =/= being nice; niceness has its uses, but being nice has nothing to do with ethics and everything to do with delicate social balancing. niceness is about not rocking the boat, smoothing things over, niceness can be brutal in its determination to sweep past inconveniences; you can be unjust and unfair and still manage a veneer of “niceness”; nice does not require kind, or vice versa
(I’ve met plenty of people who wouldn’t lift a finger to help you if you needed it but they observed all the social niceties when stepping aside, and it was somehow excusable that they were unkind at the core because they were nice about it; conversely I know people who are blunt and caustic who would help, every time, people who might not manage nice but would always, always try to be kind)
kindness requires exertion of the heart and soul, kindness will fucking cost you (and you might willingly pay, but there’s still a price, it doesn’t come easy or free), and that is really fucking difficult, why do people undersell it?
i’m not talking about flashy movie battles against supervillains, either; i’m talking about the cumulative effect of all the little things, the hundred small conscientious ways in which people take up stewardship and accountability for their communities, the quiet unglamorous tasks to minister unto others
i am so sick of our cultural obsession with brooding self-absorbed jerks; they’re not clever or cute and those stories don’t do shit for me, they don’t give me hope or strength or help, they just make me want to give up and not bother
but people who keep trying, who want to be as good as they know how (even if they sometimes suck at it), they give me hope
they’re fighting, too, but it’s not brooding antihero nihilism; it’s so much more interesting than that
kindness in the face of all the bad things is a giant glowing fuck you, it’s defiance in the darkness, it means looking at all the bullshit in the world and still deciding to love wholly and generously and ferociously
that stubborn furious struggle is so fucking fascinating
IT IS PUNK TO BE KIND
Can we just eliminate the phrase “men’s wear on women?” I don’t mean this to be a statement or anything, but I mean, these ladies prove that “men’s wear” does not belong to men at all. We all look good in everything.
i was funny once but it was an accident
M A D E O F S T A R S
music for the heavens within.
a constellation of notes for when the singularities gape open, drawing your soul into abysses deep and dark. music to drive the dimensional exploration of the starlight of your own heavens shivering amongst the atoms of your being, to spark the bright stars of your joy alight, weaving careful arias amongst the magnificent laughter adorning the gates of a heaven that you’d forgotten had always been within you. for when you have been too long trapped in boundaries, orbiting endlessly around planetary dimensions when you only needed to prostrate in worship at the glory of your self.
I HAVE THREE WORDS THAT WILL BRING JOY TO YOUR HEART:
little league quidditch
#all brooms fly like 3 feet off the ground#the bludgers are stuffed animals#keepers often get distracted by clouds#the seekers are better at playing tag than catching the snitch#games are over when it’s naptime
the quaffle is a beach ball with a hover charm
The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:
Aries: This week, as you move through your days all sweet and strange, all restless and gentle, all filled with questions and desires, you’ll start to feel the winds change course. You’ll feel the currents of energy inside of you change direction, just a little. You’ll feel the call of the moon, of the tides, of the lengthening days. Try to listen to the wildness inside of you this week. Let it move you, let it change you, let it sing to you. Listen to songs that make you think of clear nights and songs that make you think of fire.
Taurus: This week, the world might give you puzzles to solve; it might give you mazes to navigate. This week, your world is going to be so full, and it’s going to ask you to work, and it’s not going to give you anything you can’t handle. Try to ride out the challenges, try to ride out the weirdness, try to ride out the feelings of uncertainty. Ride this out and see where it’ll take you; ride it out and see what new worlds you can find; ride it out and you’ll find the strangest, brightest joy.
Gemini: This week you might feel pinned down by your life, you might feel hemmed in by the world you move through, you might feel stuck in your own house, in your own town, in your own happy routines. It’s okay to be weird this week, it’s okay to be evasive, it’s okay to hold your secrets close to you. Take a long bus ride, or take a long nap, or take a day off, and think about how easy it would be to change your whole life. This week, it’s okay to do what you need to feel free.
Cancer: You might get really dreamy this week and you might get carried away by your imagination. This is a good thing; this is the best thing. Think about skyscrapers, think about glaciers, think about pine forests, think about the ocean floor. Think about other planets, think about people you’ve never met, think about how much of the world is still waiting for you. Imagine new places; imagine new lives. Tell yourself the stories you need to live. Tell your friends the stories they need to get through the week.
Leo: This week you might feel a little unmoored, like you could float away from your own life if you aren’t careful. It’s okay to let yourself drift a little; it’s okay to live halfway in dreams. Wander through your city feeling a little lonely, a little strange. Spend your days dreaming, just try to make it home for dinner. Spend your nights floating in your own bright thoughts, just try to wake up on time, try to get out and feel the morning air on your face, try to show up for the people you love.
Virgo: This week, the world is going to let you deepen your roots; the world is going to give you all the warmth and sunlight and water that you need. Try not to worry, just for now, about every complicated thing in your world. Think of yourself as a tree, as a forest, as a field of wildflowers; as part of the natural world, like all your growth is right and simple and good. Try to get enough sleep. Try to spend time outside. Try to move like you’ve never even doubted yourself.
Libra: This week, more than ever, the world’s going to open up to you, and the air’s going to feel sweet, and everything is going to be okay, everything is going to fall into place. This week, more than ever, you can feel fully in charge of yourself and fully in control of your own wild powers. You can run your own life. You can be in control of your own heart, and in control of your own feet. Wake up early and listen to songs about running away. Stay up late and listen to songs about bravery.
Scorpio: This week is going to test you a little bit, maybe; this week is going to give you chances to glow and chances to rise and chances use your magic. And you can be weird if you need to, this week. You can be angry, you can be inscrutable, you can defend your boundaries and your dreams and your life with every bit of passion in your bright beating heart. Don’t even bother with anyone who doesn’t care about you. Don’t even bother with the places that feel wrong. Drink enough water. Read about love.
Sagittarius: This week, the world around you is going to look bright; this week, all paths will lead where they should. This week, the stories you hear will make sense; the jokes you hear will not be unkind. In these lengthening days, your heart can fill with hopefulness, your heart can fill with bravery, your heart can shine bright like gold, hot as the sun. Spend your days in wonder; spend your days in love with your weird town and your weird self. Spend your days listening to songs that make you feel kind.
Capricorn: The trees outside your house will talk to you this week, or the birds will sing to you, or the clouds will spell out messages that only you can read. You’re going to feel electric this week, you’re going to feel so connected. It can feel weird, it can get overwhelming, but try to believe your own eyes, this week. Try to believe your own self. Try to believe your own memories, and all the feelings of anger and love that sit in your stomach. Take pictures of your face. Take pictures of your house. Write down your dreams.
Aquarius: This week, watch your world fill up with bright unexpected joy; watch your world fill up with good things, all green and gold. Things might move slowly this week, incrementally, imperceptibly, but the world is in motion and everything is getting better. Everything is getting brighter. Everything good is healing itself, renewing itself, waiting just underground, just out of sight, preparing to burst back into color. Try to be patient. Try to work hard. Turn up your music and clean your whole kitchen; turn up your music and dream about summer.
Pisces: Even if you feel like a mess this week, or like the ground you walk on is not totally steady, even if the days stretch out all strange and uneven, this is a week for taking care of people you care about. It’s a week for generosity, even when you feel a little wobbly, even if you don’t feel quite solid, even if the sky gets dark. Try to be kind to everyone you know, even yourself. Call the people who have loved you the longest. Bake bread. Listen to quiet songs that remind you who you are.
Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.