let's just watch the sunrise

Derry Girls (2018-2022) Season 1 | Episode 6

save for yourself and for future generations

reblog to save a life

For any lovelies with graduations coming up 💕

You all deserve to look bomb as hell at your graduation 😘

Aww, that’s so cute :)

this video starts circulating every year around graduation season and it makes me really happy

Super useful tip for people with large heads too!! Thanks :D

If you’re going to do this, look into getting a fabric adhesive instead of using scotch tape. It’ll hold better.

AGENTS OF SHIELD 4.08, "The Laws of Inferno Dynamics"

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER

3.05 | Homecoming

if parks and rec was still being made they’d do a bit where ron swanson has to wear a pronouns name tag and it’d just be “???/???” And it’d cut to a talking head of him going

“I’ve been a fool all this time. It’s bad enough the government knows my name, but now they want to know my gender? So I’m not letting them know my preferred pronouns. As far as I’m concerned, no one in this building should refer to me at all.”

Episode of the Week - 3x06: Intern in the Incinerator

On April 13, 1985, Danuta Danielsson - a Jewish-Polish woman whose mother was taken to a concentration camp in WWII - hit a local neonazi with her handbag in Växjö, Sweden.

Update: The neonazis were subsequently expelled from the city, and a statue was erected in her honor.

This week 34 years ago, Danuta Danielsson demonstrated how much respect fascists deserve.

Well played, Danuta Danielsson.

And good aim.

She hit them so hard they were banished from that land forever. Iconic

Happy 40th Annual Hit a Nazi with a Handbag Day

My sort of maybe embarrassing “late to the game” thing I’m learning now is how to tell if oil has gone bad.

I feel like most other foods have obvious visual tells like mold or they end up smelling foul and obviously bad. But I was googling about oil and the internet says “if it smells like crayons, it’s bad” which would not have been my first guess. And I tested it out on my somewhat old sesame oil and was like “by god, I would describe this as smelling like crayons”

Anyway protip if your old oil smells kinda like crayons it’s probably no good 🖍️

IF YOUR

MASCARA

SMELLS LIKE

crayons

DO NOT EAT IT

It ain't no lie, baby, bi bi bi ♫

People in the comments being all bitter. As if the arts aren’t out here giving you a reprieve from all the shit y'all go through. As if the arts aren’t out here making sure you live a little bit instead of just surviving.

You’ve been getting abducted by aliens at night for months now with the aliens performing all sorts of medical examinations on you. But, hey, it’s cheaper than health insurance.

“I think there’s been a mistake. Maybe you’re new here. Can you tell the receptionist that you have Heather Martinson in examination? Or you could just ask Mil’kan’it if she’s here.”

The insectoid alien stared at me for a long moment. It was funny how a look of stunned confusion was so often similar across species. All it included was a strange lack of movement and their eyes, whatever form they took, examining what was in front of them as if it might change into something more sensible. “I… What?” Their chittering translated back to me, as my English had to them.

“The straps aren’t necessary,” I told him, giving him finger waves from both immobilized hands. “Everything goes a lot faster if it’s easy to move the patient, right? And muscle relaxants and anesthesia mess with results. Plus, Mil’kan’it said some of the stuff they use on humans gets put on backorder so often.”

The alien glanced at the data on their tablet and then looked back to me. “If you’ll…excuse me.” With a final glance, they left the room through the automatic doors.

Leaning back into the headrest with a sigh, I stared at the smooth metal ceiling of the examination room in the alien spacecraft, feeling as if I were at the dentist. The biggest difference being that the lights in here weren’t shining directly into my eyes. One of the scientists had laughed when I told him about that issue. I guess when you’ve got a certain level of tech, needing sunglasses to have work done on your teeth would seem hilarious.

They had actually done a couple scans on me over time that took a while, leaving me laying down with nothing to do, but unlike the dentist, the folks here were delightfully generous in entertainment. I’d been able to see two movies so far that had hadn’t even been released on streaming services yet, projected on the ceiling above me. When I explained it was no problem for me to lay there for two hours if I had something to watch, they’d immediately asked me for my to-watch list. Apparently, there was even one special request from their psychology department for a brain scan to be done specifically while I was watching a movie, and the more complex and emotional it was, the better.

The doors smoothly opened, and I heard a familiar voice say, “Heather! How are you?”

“Ixira,” I said in surprise. “I thought you were heading back home?”

The scientist’s antennae flicked in what I recognized as irritation as she came over and used her graspers to unlatch the straps on my wrists, ankles, and forehead. “I did. Then I came back, because apparently this place falls apart without me. It’s a whole mess, forget it.” I sat up, stretching. “I’ll be off on my vacation for real soon enough.”

“All right then. Introduce me?” I asked, motioning to the alien beside her.

“Right. This is Unkiwar. He’s been with us for…about seventeen…Earth days? I think that’s accurate.” She motioned to me. “Unkiwar, this is Heather. She’s a regular here. We pick her up once every {six weeks} or so, ever since that first abduction when we worked out she’s fine with it.”

“Fine?” he echoed. “That’s not the typical…reaction.”

I chuckled. “This is free healthcare, my alien friend,” I said. “Free hyper advanced alien healthcare. You know what that means to an American Earthling?”

Ixira gestured her agreement. “Where she lives on her planet, the health issues she struggles with cost an extraordinary amount of currency. So, she’s happy to donate time to our research when she also benefits. It was an easy deal to make. Being able to pick up the same subject for repeat examinations, with full cooperation? It’s been fantastic. Two other humans have the same deal and we’re working to increase that number. Heather advised us to go to certain territories on the planet, where healthcare is sparse.”

“Yeah, and as soon as you explain the whole colonoscopy thing, you get a much less pervy reputation.”

“Pervy?” Unkiwar exclaimed. “It’s an examination of where your waste exits your body!”

I grimaced and glanced to Ixira. “Just tell him later.”

“Yeah,” she said dismissively.

“Teeth health is a big deal too,” I said, clacking my jaws together twice. “I lost the genetic lottery, and even brushing and flossing like it’s a religion only does so much.”

Unkiwar turned to Ixira. “I don’t understand. Why are the bones in her mouth difficult to maintain?”

“They’re not bones,” she explained. “Human skeletons are protein collagen and calcium phosphate. Teeth are dentin, enamel, and cementum.”

The male alien shifted in a way that indicated an irritated dismissal. “So?”

“So,” I sighed, “they need maintenance because they can’t heal themselves. If they get infected under the tooth, it can be agony. And if they get damaged it costs somewhere between my cell phone bill and a new car.”

“I…don’t know what that means,” Unkiwar said slowly, “but it doesn’t sound pleasant.”

Ixira looked down at her tablet to poke and swipe at it. “It’s all in this seminar lecture I watched a while ago,” she said absently. “There. You should watch that one and…this one. Human biology is fascinating, despite the nonsense their evolution has put them through.”

“Anyway,” I said, drumming a beat briefly on my thighs, startling Unkiwar, “what’s on the agenda today?”

“Let’s see… Standard examination,” Ixira said with a nod, reading something on her tablet. “We’ll also need four blood samples, because not only have the labs not gotten their act together about sharing yet, but we have a fourth lab that just qualified to assist in research.”

Grinning, I chuckled. “Ah, I’m just too popular.”

“Indeed. Today is Muscle Day, so we’ll be taking those samples as well,” she said slowly, “and it’s time for another full body scan.”

I sat up straight. “Do I get a movie?”

Ixira’s body language shifted to haughty delight. “I got you the new Mean Girls movie.”

My jaw dropped. “That’s not even in theaters yet!”

“Apparently stealing a film is not as difficult as stealing a human,” the scientist chuckled. “Go figure.”

/r/storiesbykaren

Your affection for your charge has rendered you incapable of clear and impartial judgment. You have a father's love for the child, and that is useless to the cause.

GHOSTS | 2x14 Trevor's Body

if you give “stupid” characters rural/southern accents i don’t like you and if you give “smart” characters rural/southern accents but it’s a punchline i don’t like you even more

the other day I was out at lunch with some people I don’t know too well & they got talking specifically about West Virginian accents in the context of a movie that takes place there & that the movie opted out of doing accents & one of them laughed and said “I mean, can you imagine if characters sounded like that in serious moments??” I was like yeah I can because everyone where I’m from does sound like that. Y’all are so annoying.

no need for a more specific word because it all falls under classism and/or racism.

west virginia is home to some of the strongest labor & union movements in U.S. history, from miners’ strikes to the 2018 teachers’ strikes (where 20,000 teachers went on strike together with community support).

For the last 100 years it has become very beneficial to those in power for the rest of the country to think of us as very stupid, backward, “inbred,” etc. It’s not an accident. there were real efforts made to create & proliferate the stereotype of the stupid hillbilly.

Likewise it’s not an accident that dialects like AAVE are treated as a joke. Easier to dismiss civil rights leaders if you think what they say is inherently comedic or uneducated.

eddie diaz right now is that one guy who made that iconic reddit post like guys help I’ve never been homophobic before but my best friend has a new boyfriend and every time I see them together I get this weird feeling in my tummy I thought I was ok with him being bi until I realised I feel crappy seeing him with other guys pls help I don’t want to be homophobic :(