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Holy crap! There is a song inspired by John Green’s The...

Fri, 24 May 2013 19:10:38 +0800

Holy crap! There is a song inspired by John Green’s The Fault in Our Stars and it’s ~~quite good~~ awesome.

Holy crap!

liamdryden: brasspistol: kinghanalister: (x) oH MY...

Wed, 22 May 2013 12:20:42 +0800

liamdryden:

brasspistol:

kinghanalister:

(x)

oH MY GOD

heh

Reblog for reasons.

Happened countless times. Lasted for months with Harry Potter.

Mon, 20 May 2013 13:15:02 +0800

Happened countless times. Lasted for months with Harry Potter.

The Name of the Doctor

Sun, 19 May 2013 18:09:07 +0800

I thought it was pretty bold of Steven Moffat to not only reference Classic Who as obviously as he...

jillthompson: im-a-kittycat: “So my amazing daughter, Emma,...

Tue, 14 May 2013 21:47:47 +0800

jillthompson:

im-a-kittycat:

“So my amazing daughter, Emma, turned 5 last month, and I had been searching everywhere for new-creative inspiration for her 5yr pictures. I noticed quite a pattern of so many young girls dressing up as beautiful Disney Princesses, no matter where I looked 95% of the “ideas” were the “How to’s” of how to dress your little girl like a Disney Princess…We chose 5 women (five amazing and strong women), as it was her 5th birthday but there are thousands of unbelievable women (and girls) who have beat the odds and fought (and still fight) for their equal rights all over the world”

- Jaime Moore, Not Just a Girl

This is awesome!

I echo that comment. This is quite awesome.

"Commodified fantasy takes no risks; it invents nothing, but imitates and trivializes. It proceeds by..."

Tue, 14 May 2013 10:56:00 +0800

“Commodified fantasy takes no risks; it invents nothing, but imitates and trivializes. It...

slightlyignorant: The reader’s path through the forest of...

Tue, 14 May 2013 10:49:40 +0800

slightlyignorant:

The reader’s path through the forest of story.

Love the symbolism.

doctorwho: crowningmomentoffacepunch: Puncher: The Last...

Thu, 09 May 2013 13:35:07 +0800

doctorwho:

crowningmomentoffacepunch:

Puncher: The Last Centurion
Punchee: The Doctor

Memorable Lines: “Welcome back Rory Williams!”

Why it’s Awesome: Rory Williams has just had the absolute worst day of his life. His fiance doesn’t remember who he is, he’s just learned that he’s not only dead but in fact erased from time, which is as nothing compared to learning that he’s also a killer robot made of solid plastic (rather than either a mild-mannered nurse from Leadworth OR a badass Centurion from Ancient Rome), which he in turn discovered by accidentally/on purpose murdering the girl of his dreams, and to top it all off the universe just imploded. But none of that is what makes this particular punch so awesome. Firstly, that’s the Doctor getting punched in the face there. Some of us have been waiting nearly fifty years to see the Doctor get punched in the face, so it’s about freakin time. Secondly, the Doctor’s been generally abusive to Rory all season (well, up until he died, because after that he felt bad about the whole thing), so he really really has it coming. And thirdly, because the Doctor knows this and does it on purpose. He deliberately provokes Rory into punching him in the face, in order to ensure that he’s still one of the good guys. The Doctor gets himself punched in the face, because he’s manipulative and is not above manipulating even himself. It’s like “Good for you! I totally deserved that!” And he really did deserve it, you have to admit - and Rory is still man enough to turn him around and punch him in the face, because even if you’re a twice dead killer robot at the end of the universe, you don’t hit people from behind. Not when you could punch them in the face.

Where to find it?: Doctor Who, “The Big Bang” by Steven Moffat

Because there is a Tumblr dedicated to important punches in entertainment history. Of course.

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Thu, 09 May 2013 12:44:01 +0800

thehpalliance: Give even more kids the chance to grow up with...

Wed, 08 May 2013 11:34:06 +0800

thehpalliance:

Give even more kids the chance to grow up with Harry by donating a copy of Harry Potter (or any other children’s book) in our Accio Books! campaign

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Tue, 07 May 2013 18:26:38 +0800

"A long way. ‘As far away as Selidor,’ they used to say on Enlad. The old stories told to children,..."

Tue, 07 May 2013 14:06:51 +0800

““A long way. ‘As far away as Selidor,’ they used to say on Enlad. The old stories told to...

doctorwho: Doctor Who Alternate Universe - “I could ask you the...

Tue, 07 May 2013 13:52:46 +0800

doctorwho:

Doctor Who Alternate Universe - “I could ask you the same question, Doctor.”
└The Doctor runs into Sally Sparrow on a trip to the roaring twenties.

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

THE GODS OF FANDOM HAVE SMILED ON ME TODAY

Awesome! Even though Sally Sparrow is very different from Daisy Buchanan, but still… can this be canon? (Not Sally turning into Daisy, but her meeting the Doctor again in another time.)

You know, I think you will be just … splendid. One of...

Sun, 05 May 2013 14:15:52 +0800

You know, I think you will be just … splendid.

One of my favorite guest companions. :)

This edition of The Wise Man’s Fear is huge. Large....

Sat, 04 May 2013 22:32:29 +0800

This edition of The Wise Man’s Fear is huge. Large. Massive.

It’s bigger than Tigana, which may be the longest book I’ve read. It’s bigger than Order of the Phoenix, and my copy is a hardcover. It’s bigger than my omnibus of His Dark Materials.

I guess I’m not lugging this around with me wherever I go. Reading strictly confined to the house this time.

I’m more than halfway through Emma and I’m thinking that The Casual Vacancy is a tiny...

Fri, 03 May 2013 03:49:00 +0800

I’m more than halfway through Emma and I’m thinking that The Casual Vacancy is a tiny...

jtotheizzoe: From The Old Astronomer (To His Pupil) by Sarah...

Thu, 02 May 2013 13:13:25 +0800

jtotheizzoe:

From The Old Astronomer (To His Pupil) by Sarah Williams

The full poem:

Reach me down my Tycho Brahé, — I would know him when we meet,
When I share my later science, sitting humbly at his feet;
He may know the law of all things, yet be ignorant of how
We are working to completion, working on from then to now.

Pray remember that I leave you all my theory complete,
Lacking only certain data for your adding, as is meet,
And remember men will scorn it, ‘tis original and true,
And the obloquy of newness may fall bitterly on you.

But, my pupil, as my pupil you have learned the worth of scorn,
You have laughed with me at pity, we have joyed to be forlorn,
What for us are all distractions of men’s fellowship and wiles;
What for us the Goddess Pleasure with her meretricious smiles.

You may tell that German College that their honor comes too late,
But they must not waste repentance on the grizzly savant’s fate.
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

What, my boy, you are not weeping? You should save your eyes for sight;
You will need them, mine observer, yet for many another night.
I leave none but you, my pupil, unto whom my plans are known.
You “have none but me,” you murmur, and I “leave you quite alone”?

Well then, kiss me, — since my mother left her blessing on my brow,
There has been a something wanting in my nature until now;
I can dimly comprehend it, — that I might have been more kind,
Might have cherished you more wisely, as the one I leave behind.

I “have never failed in kindness”? No, we lived too high for strife,—
Calmest coldness was the error which has crept into our life;
But your spirit is untainted, I can dedicate you still
To the service of our science: you will further it? you will!

There are certain calculations I should like to make with you,
To be sure that your deductions will be logical and true;
And remember, “Patience, Patience,” is the watchword of a sage,
Not to-day nor yet to-morrow can complete a perfect age.

I have sown, like Tycho Brahé, that a greater man may reap;
But if none should do my reaping, ‘twill disturb me in my sleep
So be careful and be faithful, though, like me, you leave no name;
See, my boy, that nothing turn you to the mere pursuit of fame.

I must say Good-bye, my pupil, for I cannot longer speak;
Draw the curtain back for Venus, ere my vision grows too weak:
It is strange the pearly planet should look red as fiery Mars,—
God will mercifully guide me on my way amongst the stars.

I will just go ahead and say that this is my favorite poem of all time. Ever. I’ll read other great poems in the future and this will still be my favorite.

heystaceeeyyy: Maalaala Mo Kaya by the St. Charles String...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 13:53:22 +0800

heystaceeeyyy:

Maalaala Mo Kaya by the St. Charles String Quartet

I like this version better than what is more popularly known today. After all, wasn’t this written by Constancio de Guzman as a tango not as a ballad? I imagine it to be a teasing way of asking a lover who’s made too many promises if he’d still remember them in the years to come. That’s just me.

"Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to undertake. It is not easy. It..."

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 07:43:06 +0800

“Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to undertake. It is not...

Hermione's Bookshelf: malecshipper: hannahsneakers: why don’t they have big hyped up award...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 07:31:00 +0800

Hermione's Bookshelf: malecshipper: hannahsneakers: why don’t they have big hyped up award...:...