kaikaruandhercurlyq:

me and my cute skeleton boyfriend

kaikaruandhercurlyq:

me and my cute skeleton boyfriend

The Five Stages of Grief:

Clock Town is denial. No one in the city wants to admit the moon is going to fall on them.

The Swamp is anger. The Deku Scrubs are rushing to kill a monkey they blame all their problems on, yet he had nothing to do with any of them.

The Mountain is bargaining. The Gorons, freezing and starving, perpetually keep their hope that their dead hero will come back and save them.

The Bay is depression. The Zoras lost their guitarist, and continuously mourn over him.

The Valley is acceptance. With no more transformation masks and virtually everyone in the zone already dead, the only thing Link has left to conquer is himself. 

Link can’t really save everyone. Even after introducing the game as a quest to find Navi, he never will, but by the end we can accept that. One of the game’s opening lines mentions that he is searching for a lost friend, and one of Tatl’s last lines at the end of the game is “Well, both of us have gotten what we were after…

(Source: noctvrnal)

lampfaced:

fuckyeahashes:

let us all take a moment to appreciate how horrifying this is

I remember getting really upset as a kid when he turned into the smoke-thing because dammit his skeleton form was way better

I still think that, actually

(Source: theblackstripe)

urbancatfitters:

slytherin-starkid-of-tardis:

urbancatfitters:

everyone is embarrassed of their fourteen year old self trust me if you’re fourteen right now you will regret whatever it is that you are doing at this moment

What, being a SuperWhoLockian, Tumblrian, and just being generally pretty good? I don’t think so.

screenshot this and look at it in 3 years

^ This. There will almost always be something from this time period. Be it a fandom you were in, a habit you have, a way of speaking, the way you dress. It’s a part of growing up.

In one recent study, more than 100 university psychologists were asked to rate the CVs of Dr. Karen Miller or Dr. Brian Miller, fictitious applicants for an academic tenure-track job. The CVs were identical, apart from the name. Yet strangely, the male Dr. Miller was perceived (by both male and female reviewers) to have better research, teaching, and service experience than the luckless female Dr. Miller. Overall, about three-quarters of the psychologists thought that Dr. Brian was hirable, while only just under half had the same confidence in Dr. Karen. The same researchers also sent out applications for the position of tenured professor, again identical but for the male and female name at the top. This time, the application was so strong that most of the raters thought that tenure was deserved, regardless of sex. However, the endorsement of Karen’s application was four times more likely to be accompanied by cautionary caveats scrawled in the margins of the questionnaire: such as, ‘I would need to see evidence that she had gotten these grants and publications on her own’ and ‘We would have to see her job talk.’

Cordelia Fine, Delusions of Gender: How Our Minds, Society, and Neurosexism Create Difference (via cockchomp)

THIS IS REALLY FUCKING IMPORTANT AND INCREDIBLE 

(via beloquacious)

Oh hey, just in case you think academia is a haven of progressivism and open-mindedness. Women also have a much harder time obtaining tenure if they are trying to raise a family, while men who have children are more likely to be awarded it.

When I was in graduate school, I attended a “Junior Women Scholars and the Profession’-type mini conference, at which one of the senior scholars told us that, if we wanted to have kids, it was better to do it while we were finishing our degrees. Because then you could prove you were able to handle a baby + research and it would be better to take a semester off as a grad student than a semester off as junior faculty. 

All of this is despite the fact that, in the US, hiring committees are not legally allowed to take into account your family status. They aren’t even allowed to ask if you’re married, if you have kids, or what your plans are for kids in the future. It usually comes up somewhat awkwardly during campus visits, where they have to disclose benefits and how the tenure process works.

Like most of the rest of the US, universities and colleges tend to lag woefully behind the rest of the world in offering women choices other than “rock” or “hard place,” and also do not accord men time off for paternity leave, thus ensuring that academic women have to shoulder the weight of those choices. So yay, institutionalized sexism!

(via theletteraesc)

When people tell me I’m doing too much at uni, they should really know shit like this.

(via najalater)

Female toplessness is legal in a lot of places in the US (although not where I live), and I’d be meeting the letter of the law with a couple of Band-aids. But I have a gut feeling that if I go anywhere that there are people—and particularly anywhere there are children—nobody’s going to be too happy about my Band-aids. The enforcement is social; women just don’t go around topless in the US.

It bothers me because it’s unequal, but it also bothers me in its implications: that my body is inherently sexual, and a man’s body isn’t. It feels like men are being viewed through the first-person lens of “it’s nice to feel the sun on my skin, and I don’t mean anything by it” and women are being viewed through the distinctly third-person lens of “it’s inappropriate for me, a heterosexual man, to see her sexy parts.” It ignores the experiences of people who are turned on by male chests and somehow manage to contain themselves when they see one.

The Pervocracy: My boobs want to be free. (via sexisnottheenemy)

I have no desire to go topless anywhere, but I thought this made good points about perspective, and about how female [identified?] bodies are considered inherently sexual even when nothing sexual is going on or implied.

(via feministdisney)

Swear to God, I can’t stand to hear a woman claim that she thinks like a guy and hates women because they’re all catty. That’s misogyny. The very fact that you, as a woman, think differently than how a socially-stereotyped woman is supposed to think is proof that our gender “norms” are fucking us over. Women are not all alike. Some of us like football. Some of us like talking on the phone. Some of us like religion. Some of us are emotional. Some of us speak three languages. Some of us have boyfriends. Some of us have girlfriends. Some of us wear lipstick. Some of us don’t shave our pits. Some of us have kids. Some of us worry we’ll drop our best friend’s baby. Now please stop claiming that you don’t act like a woman. It doesn’t make you a special fucking snowflake. It makes you a perpetrator of misogyny.

owlonthesill (via gogogadget2lesbiansdoingit)

Egg-fucking-zackly. I know women who seriously think they’re special or part of some elite breed of women because they “get along better with men.” Please.

(via lawbyrd)

Rebloggening because of reasons. Women who do this make me so angry.

(via othercat2)

rogueangelsofsatan:

thefandomer:

prepaganda:

Educate thyself…or at least, know enough to fake it ‘till you make it.

The sad thing is, the informal in this picture is the formallest of formals in my life. xD

rogueangelsofsatan:

thefandomer:

prepaganda:

Educate thyself…or at least, know enough to fake it ‘till you make it.

The sad thing is, the informal in this picture is the formallest of formals in my life. xD

(Source: corporation-cats)

residualblues:

This is 7 seconds long and you should watch it.

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