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6.18 | Forsaken

GIFs from SG-1 outtake/blooper clips

Here are some gifs from the fun Stargate outtakes/bloopers that Joe Mallozzi has been posting on Twitter! I’ll keep adding more as I make them.

Outtake #50

Outtake #52

Outtake #53

Ah I love this!! 😍😁

I’m rereading P&P and just- The thought of Fitzwilliam Darcy listening in absolute petrified horror and mortification while Lady Catherine expounds on Elizabeth’s impertinence when she so condescendingly went to speak to her about the impossiblity of her marrying her nephew. And then having her indignantly quote that upon being told that she would be despised by everyone connected to him Elizabeth’s answer was that “the wife of Mr. Darcy must have such extraordinary sources of happiness necessarily attached to her situation, that she could, upon the whole, have no cause to repine.”

Darcy just staring at his aunt, who probably takes this as shocked indignation, while he tries to start believing that Elizabeth ‘I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to marry’ Bennet said those words, about him, to his aunt’s face

I think I need to lie down

So it took me three years, but this is a fic now

Took a year to complete this quilt! Pattern is by NASA Astronaut Karen Nyberg called Cupola View. Fabrics used were also designed by Karen, the collection is called Earth Views.

“The book feels so fundamental to me, now, that I find it hard to cast my mind back to a time when I hadn’t read it, and harder still to explain what it’s about, because it seems to be about everything. It’s a novel about work and the moral value of work; the importance – indeed the necessity – of finding the job you’re fitted for and doing it to the very best of your abilities. It’s about truth, and the need, in a slippery, shifting world, to find the one true thing you’re willing to defend, no matter what the personal cost. It’s about friendship, and how it ebbs and flows as you yourself grow – or stop growing. It’s about writing: what it means to write well and how to do it. It’s about love and integrity, and the thought and work and consideration that must go into establishing and maintaining a relationship of equality and mutual respect. It’s about class and sex and society between the wars. And above all, it’s about the age-old question (which at the time of writing was a fresh, new one) of whether it’s possible for a woman to have it all: to have a life of the mind and of the heart, and to do equal honour to them both.”

genuinely in fucking tears over this

The whole New Year's Wishes sequence in one place...

A decade ago, I wrote:

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art – write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

And almost half a decade ago I said,

...I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you’ll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you’ll make something that didn’t exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.

In 2011, my wish for each of us is small and very simple.

And it’s this.

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

  Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.

  So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.

  Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.

  Make your mistakes, next year and forever.

  And last year, I wrote:

It’s a New Year and with it comes a fresh opportunity to shape our world. 

So this is my wish, a wish for me as much as it is a wish for you: in the world to come, let us be brave – let us walk into the dark without fear, and step into the unknown with smiles on our faces, even if we’re faking them. 

And whatever happens to us, whatever we make, whatever we learn, let us take joy in it. We can find joy in the world if it’s joy we’re looking for, we can take joy in the act of creation. 

So that is my wish for you, and for me. Bravery and joy.

Pagan holiday’s are fun cus no one can figure out if they should preface their holiday greatings with “happy” “merry” or “blessed”

@greed-the-dorkalicious you’re right and you should say it

So true omg

BITCHIN’ YULE Y'ALL

@rainyday-deer

@joracwyn

Moses Supposes

Running into this on my dash was like running into an old friend

Thats just what theater kids are like

What I’ve always loved about this bit is

a. this musical number comes completely out of nowhere, with no greater context than what this video captures; and

b. the language instructor clearly can’t hear the music. He’s not from Musical Theatre Land. From his perspective, a couple of twinkle-toed weirdos just randomly decided to physically abuse him for three solid minutes. This isn’t reading anything that’s not intended into the scene – it’s literally the central gag.

@thebibliosphere in case you need some ridiculous Singin’ in the Rain on your dash.

(P.S. I imagined you making the faces at the instructor and it was hilarious)

I can but aspire to the level of expressiveness Cosmo Brown has with his face.

If you have ADHD and a manic episode this is what your brain does

i just finished gaudy night and am amazed by the way dorothy sayers was able to pull off a romance that is an instalove for peter and a slowburn for harriet. except it kind of is a slowburn for peter too, because he had to learn the way he was trying to love harriet was selfish and childish. but wow, not only is peter/harriet an amazing couple almost impossible not to root for, they have such a fascinating dynamic that goes beyond the label of 'romance', believable conflict that makes it more complex and compelling, and a female character that can't simply be called love interest because that would be insulting to who she is and her role in the story.

like there's so much to them. and it's all so good. love when authors can actually write!!

I’m paying to force seven thousand strangers to see a photo of my late husband having fun with his dog. Tumblr Blaze is totally worth it. XD

Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. ❤️

Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.

Can you imagine reading the Lord Peters as they came out? It’s 1930. Strong Poison grabs you by the throat. It’s 1931. The Five Red Herrings delights or bores you, according to your love of time tables, but wither Harriet? Was that a fluke? It’s 1932. Calloo, callay, Harriet again! Maybe things are moving! It’s 1933. Murder Must Advertise hits like the Great Flim at bat but we’re all, including Peter, living for the one solitary dinner disposed of in a line. 1934. The Nine Tailors toll for all hope, as Harriet isn’t even mentioned—though of course the book itself is incredible. And then Gaudy Night comes out of NOWHERE and doesn’t need a murder because the book itself wallops YOU over the head with its sheer brilliance and the thing you’ve all been waiting for for the last five years. Incredible.

I'm going to be reworking some of my AO3 summaries. I want to get a better idea of what makes people want to read an AO3 story for the first time.

I never draw Lord Peter because I have never been able to figure out the shape of his canonically silly face. But the other day I was rereading Trigun Maximum and realized that the shape of Vash's also silly face was actually pretty close to what I was picturing, so I gave it another try.

I assume he's looking over at Harriet, who's busy being confident and competent and gorgeous and totally not paying any attention to him at all.