OMFG this is the greatest thing I’ve ever heard of and I’m legitimately upset that these two aren’t my parents. Could you imagine?
What ship do you think I’m the child of?
#oH FUCKING YES #PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE I’M SO CURIOUS #CROSSOVERS COUNT BTW LIKE IT DOESN’T HAVE TO BE A STANDARD SHIP OR ANYTHING#WHICHEVER PEOPLE YOU THINK MADE ME
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cypheroftyr said: What program is he interested in? Also, living in Chicago can be expensive so if you want to shoot me a message with your email I can get more in-depth with you all.
buttsofjustice said: it’s cold and windy bring a jacket or you’ll freeze
vespers-nine said: Chicago is a great city. It’s not very affordable living in some places, and it can get quite cold and windy in the winter, but if you’re a city person - it’s well worth it.
(via pancakesandplaid)
Any word on Loyola University, or about living in Chicago in general?
Boyfriend is going to be a senior next year and is prepping for his GREs and starting to look at grad schools, and Loyola Chicago is on that list.
‽ - I’m too shy to talk to you
✩ - You inspire me
☼ - You make me smile
☏ - I wish we’d talk more
✌- I want to get to know you
☺ - I want to be your friend
#- I want to thank you
✓ - I like you
♣ - I want to cuddle you
❀ - I think I’m falling for you
* - I want to kiss you
♥ - I’m in love with you
愛 - I love you
∞ - I want to date you
© - Will you be mine?(´・ω・`)- I’ll pay you 350,000 yen for anal
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I have been thinking for some time how terrible it would be if I didn’t hear from you all, and how strange it is that I have never actually met you and don’t know you outside of Tumblr. This Yahoo thing will probably be a total storm in a teacup, but I’m the paranoid sort, and I think that it’s probably better to be prepared than not.
With that in mind, I’ve set up a twitter lifeboat. I direct you all to http://twitter.com/chateauhaine (or search for @chateauhaine. I cannot believe that @chateauhaine wasn’t taken by the way).
Follow, don’t, I’m not seeking followers, I’m maintaining a way to keep in touch with the people who keep me sane. If you don’t Twitter, message me, we’ll work something out.
If this goes Horribly Wrong, I’ll lock the profile and approve you all as needed, don’t be shy of following if that’s the case.
I am also legitimately nervous about the ramifications of the Yahoo acquisition, but on the plus side, I think that any downhill changes will likely be gradual. So, if Yahoo fucks shit up, I suspect we’ll all have plenty of time to exchange details and maybe collectively figure out a better place to migrate to.
That said, I don’t actually use twitter, but I am autumnyte on LJ and Dreamwidth. Those accounts are essentially dormant at the moment too, because frankly, I much prefer tumblr’s format. But that’s where I’d be, just in case. And I’ve got no plans to leave tumblr unless things get really ridiculous.
Like autumnyte I’ve got no plans to jump ship but the whole thing with Yahoo and their history of running things into the ground does make me pause.
If you wish to find me; I’m tanyad on LJ//Dreamwidth. My twitter is @cypheroftyr [which right now is a mirror of my tumblr tbh] and if you want to contact me via other means shoot me a message at one of those platforms.
I’m with cypheroftyr and autumnyte. I don’t use LJ or Dreamwidth, but if you want my Skype, Facebook, AO3, or whatever, message me for them! If Yahoo rally does run Tumblr into the ground, I may even be inclined to make a Twitter account, but let’s not get hasty.
Fifty Ways to Tie a Scarf from Scarves Dot Net here (look at high res version). It says forty but they are adding new ways to tie scarves every day and if you click on a scarf there are detailed instructions and sometimes even a video to show you how to tie it. This site also has fabric care for scarves, and how to tie the following scarves and more (and numerous sub categories):
- bandanas
- circle scarves
- head scarves
- rectangle long scarves
- skinny scarves
- square scarves
- wrap scarves and tons more - you get the picture: everything you ever wanted to know about scarves.
NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED
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So send me sad headcanons of your OCs (and canon characters I suppose) and I’ll publish them with my response in gif form.
If you want to block the published stuff, I’ll have it tagged as Flailing Friday Meme.
(via moodymarshmallow)
There was a mouser in the tower named Mr. Wiggums. Only company I had when the templars locked me up. Miss that beast a lot, sometimes.
Not okay.
SOMETHING TO REMEMBER when the whole
AANnnDURZZ LuVZ KITteNZ KFLSkfdlasiilLISD takes over your brain
while he does indeed love them and appreciate their cattish ways and the kind of affection they share, the haughty kind of nudges they give you when they are cold or hungry, you should try to keep in mind that while he loves them - and there’s no debating that -
they probably remind him of being alone
they probably remind him why he’s better off in the company of animals and outcasts rather than actual human beings
they probably remind him of being treated as subhuman, less than alive, less than a person
they probably remind him of clutching quietly in the dark for a furry belly and hoping he is not alone this time
just keep in mind that (while he loves them), they probably carry a lot of meaning for him and it’s not all sweet fluff and forgetting and safety and being kept warm
sometimes it’s coldness and darkness and starving together on the stone floor of a dark cell and waiting to be remembered by someone other than a cat
can you imagine the resentment as the cat comes and goes, slipping in and out of the cell when it suits him, when it pleases him, with no thought given to his comings and goings? to be unpoliced, unnoticed, domesticated but fundamentally free? i am certain he loves cats (of that there’s no doubt) but sometimes there is more to things than whiskery kisses and kneading claws and whisper-quiet pawpads on the cold stone floor
Not that I don’t agree much with the above assessment—but at the same time, I’m not sure his feelings are as bleak as all that. I think Anders loves cats not just because they offered him companionship in solitary, but also because they offered him hope. That cats could come and go as they pleased meant that there was always a world beyond Anders’s cage; and that as long as that was true, then there was also always the hope that he might someday return to it. They reminded him of freedom, at a time when he most needed reminding.
Cats gave Anders something to cling to in the darkest of times, and the memory of hope is always inextricable from the memory of pain, because generally you don’t bother with hoping unless you have a fate desperately wish to escape. And yeah, it hurts sometimes, but hope is always, always something worth cherishing.
