me!

[wave-on-seashell]

Stunning gardens

[greenhouse-nurse]

Im crying this is so beautiful

[jhameia]

i’m in this fandom

[ellynoora]

So I was just rereading the well of Ascension, and I realised that every person speaking in Elend's assembly is male and it refers to them collectively as assemblymen. Just wondering if anyone has any answers or ideas on this. Do you think this is an oversight in writing or deliberate? Like is Elend's government all male? Does that mean women don't get voting rights under Elend's rule? It's just a devastating realisation to me that like for all his idealism and freeing the skaa somehow he hasn't given women basic rights? Even when he respects Vin so much? I can kind of get that with nobility and male inheritance etc they have that ingrained, but the skaa were all slaves so like there was no culture of 'women are pretty and do nothing'. And like elend grew up being told skaa weren't even really proper humans, and can overcome/ see through that but somehow he thought women couldnt govern?

[coelasquid]

tfw u owe ur friend money but no one carries cash anymore and it turns into a series of elaborate trades that resurrects the barter system.

[akitron]

#“don’t worry about it just buy me like four coffees”

[amazonpoodle]

what if the reason nobody can tell fred and george apart is because they really are interchangeable

not in a ~it doesn’t matter~ way but like. molly and arthur used to worry that fred and george might turn out to be squibs because they weren’t doing any accidental magic as children, but they were, THEY TOTALLY WERE, it just wasn’t anything flashy, instead they were just like idly switching bodies all the time

and like sometimes it doesn’t make much of a difference, whatever, wake up in the opposite bed you went to sleep in, but it gets like dangerous and weird if you’re on a broom or in the pond or letting your mum teach you to cook or trying to be mad stealth, so for a long long time everybody presumes they’re clumsy maybe-squibs and that they’re doing their twin lying thing when they try to explain what’s going on, so they learn to handle the issue their ownselves

they just. don’t go anywhere without the other. they start each day deciding which body is going to be which (because at this point they really don’t know which body is technically fred and which is technically george), and they learn to reorient FAST when they switch, and what things set them off, and eventually they learn how to act like nothing’s up even when one of them’s in the air and one’s on the ground or whatever, and then they burn past that til they can finish each other’s sentences — til they can switch midsentence — til they can play beater together — til they can switch in a split second in the middle of a game — til there’s room for other kinds of accidental magic to start showing up

at hogwarts they keep each other awake in history of magic by switching back and forth. in potions they take turns brewing and keeping lookout for the slytherins. in transfiguration and charms they keep their grades up because one of them will always get a spell right on the first try so they switch and make it look like both of them do and then they practice on their own later in private. it keeps the mystery alive.

at first they thought lee was just a lucky guesser but no, lee can always tell one twin from another twin — it’s not exactly telling fred from george, because while they are definitely two distinct personalities neither one of them feels like fred all the time or george all the time — but lee knows who he argued with yesterday or who he lent his notes to or who’s best to ask for help in astronomy and who’s best at runes. 

the weasleys are pretty bad at it for the longest time, but then bill comes home from his first year cursebreaking and he can tell, and over a holiday he teaches his trick to charlie so charlie can tell. alicia and katie and angelina can tell. the twins honestly don’t know if oliver can tell or not; so long as they’re doing what they’re supposed to on the quidditch pitch he doesn’t really care about much else. harry can tell. luna can tell. tonks can tell.

the problem is there’s no way for this to end happily

[peppermintfeminist]

YES THERE IS

THERE IS INDEED A WAY FOR THIS TO END HAPPILY LISTEN UP

so after fred dies, george hates being trapped in one body, feels claustrophobic, misses fred so much he thinks it might drive him insane

but then one day

george blinks and he’s somewhere he wasn’t a second ago, he’s in a place full of white light and he can’t orient himself, can’t ground himself, feels dizzy and sick and overwhelmed but it only lasts for about thirty seconds.

then he’s back in his own body. 

and he looks down at his chest, his legs, his arms, there’s an ear missing so it’s definitely still his living body, but there’s something written on his arm, scrawled in messy quill ink. 

“i love you. i miss you.”

george flips out, washes off the ink and immediately writes a message in reply— “how’s death going?”

he walks around with that message written on his arm for weeks, always keeping a quill pen somewhere nearby, waiting, waiting, before it finally happens again. the switch. george is alive, so he can’t handle being in the afterlife, he feels dizzy and sick and it’s the worst feeling in the world, but it doesn’t last long, and when he gets back to his living body, there’s a long message from fred waiting on his right thigh, the ink still drying.

this goes on for years, never as often as either twin would like, but it’s enough. fred helps george figure out how to propose to angelina, fred helps plan the wedding. sometimes it’s fred in george’s body when angelina kisses her husband. sometimes she suspects, but she doesn’t mind in the slightest.

it gets easier as george gets older. the times when he switches into fred’s afterlife don’t hurt as much. he almost feels comfortable there, almost feels oriented. he knows he’s getting closer to dying.

then when george is past ninety, lying on his deathbed, he writes a careful message on his palm. “i’m coming soon. where are you?”

they switch, it lasts for almost five minutes this time, and when george gets back into his own body, he sees the instructions fred wrote over his heart.

“you’ll wake up in king’s cross station. take the second train and get off at the third stop. i’ll be waiting.”

[drybananahippyhat]

THIS IS THE BEST GODDAMN HARRY POTTER HEADCANON I HAVE EVER READ I AM C R Y I N G

[machine-factory]

unbelievable micro-sulptures by Willard Wigan that sit within the eye of a needle, or on a pin head. The pieces are so minute that they are only visible through a microscope. Willard enters a meditative state in which his heartbeat is slowed, allowing him to reduce hand tremors and sculpt between pulse beats.

It began when I was five years old,” says Willard. “I started making houses for ants because I thought they needed somewhere to live. Then I made them shoes and hats. It was a fantasy world I escaped to where my dyslexia didn’t hold me back and my teachers couldn’t criticise me. That’s how my career as a micro-sculptor began

[1017sosa300-blog]

[ultrafacts]

[rhettandlink]

WHAT

[rivermoonpie-blog]

Charlotte Elizabeth..

Where have I heard that combo before? 

[intricateritualist]

Americans, speaking as an Australian who is of late enduring the leadership of a hardline right wing asshole who has set social and economic progress in my country back by 30 years - and that is the optimistic estimate! - please vote. Please go out there and vote for the Democrats. They might be a bit shit, but trust me, your alternatives right now are a lot worse and you do not want to see what will happen under a Republican president who gets to appoint four Supreme Court judges.

[lori-rocks]

Mt. Rainier.. by Cocoa Dream

[pikxchu]

[witheringghost]

do you ever just kinda wonder what your selling point as a human being or friend is? like, what was the point at which people were like: hey, I’ll keep this human

[sbkliving]

future + dreams

[iraffiruse]

[tastefullyoffensive]

[thefrogman]

By Kevin Kuramura [tumblr]

[manipo]

[best-of-memes]

[haru-desune]

"Your generation would probably ‘livetweet’ the apocalypse" you say, and you laugh You mean it as an insult, and I understand, Or you don’t because the word lies awkwardly on you tongue, stumbles as it leaves your lips, air quotes visible You meant it as an insult, so you don’t understand, when I look into your eyes and say “Yes” Because we would. It would be our duty, as citizens on this earth to document it’s end the best way we know and if that means a second by second update of the world going up in flames, or down in rain, or crushed under the feet of invading monsters so be it. It would mean a second by second update of “I love you” “I’m scared” “Are you all right?” “Stay close” “Be brave” It would mean a second by second update of the humanity’s connection with one another, Proof of empathy, love, and friendship between people who may have never met in the flesh. So don’t throw the word ‘Livetweet’ at me like a dagger, meant to tear at my ‘teenage superiority’ Because if the citizens of Pompeii, before they were consumed by fire, had a chance to tell their friends and family throughout Rome “I love you” “I’m scared” “Don’t forget me” Don’t you think they’d have taken the chance?

Sometimes it hurts when people scorn internet cultre (via herrsassyfras)

This is amazing

(via desuke-dragonqueen)

[mishanarry]

It’s 1:30am and I’m sobbing into my pillow.

[mishanarry]

okay guys please stop reblogging I already cried like five times because of Tis