edgebug:

natti-karlo:

recovery-in-pink:

fitnesstreats:

Stand Like This for 2 Minutes Per Day
from http://jamesclear.com/body-language-how-to-be-confident

No, for real, though—this is a thing.  Not sure about the science behind it, but it makes me feel fancy and powerful regardless.  I highly recommend it.

There actually is legit science behind this. In fact, here’s an entire TED Talk about the science behind it, and the confidence-related chemicals that your brain produces JUST BY YOU STANDING LIKE THIS.

indikos:

Happy Halloween :)

I did this makeup look for a House of Lashes contest, I was actually inspired to go in this direction by all the people that told me I look like Bastet, so thank you :3

swaaarm:

I translated Hisashi Eguchi’s short manga remake of Kazuo Umezu’s Fasting (絶食)! I don’t want to ruin the ending by having it a thumbnail in the tumblr timeline, so you can read the rest here, or download in high quality here.

misszilla:

terrible tan lines and military regulation swimsuit, jesus help you Shepard

(i’m never going to stop making these)

aishaneko:

damageintomp:

thesciencealliance:

HEY GUYZ I MADE A POKEMON COMIC

POKEMON NOIR

this is so perfect

everythingiscurious:

Deep in the Costa Rican jungle, a fisherman named Chito discovered a crocodile that had been shot in the eye by a cattle farmer and left for dead. Chito was able to drag the massive reptile into his boat and brought him to his home, where he stayed by his side for months, nursing him back to health.He named the croc Pocho. “I stayed by Pocho’s side while he was ill, sleeping next to him at night. I just wanted him to feel that somebody loved him, that not all humans are bad.” said Chito, ““It meant a lot of sacrifice. I had to be there every day. I love all animals – especially ones that have suffered.”The day finally came when Pocho was strong enough to go back into the wild. Chito took him to a lake near his house and released him, but the animal simply got back out of the water and followed him home.“Then I found out that when I called his name he would come over to me.” says Chito. The fisherman has been hesitant to tell his story, even though 20 years have passed since he first rescued Pocho.Pocho is roughly 5.18 meters (17 feet) long. He and Chito play, wrestle and hug on a daily basis. That bond, Chito said, took years to forge.“After a decade I started to work with him.”, says Chito casually, “At first it was slow, slow. I played with him a bit, slowly doing more.”Chito has told his story now only to raise awareness of the cruelty that can be done to animals, and the difference that affection and treating other rightly can make.“He’s my friend, I don’t want to treat him like a slave or exploit him.” said Chito, “I am happy because I rescued him and he is happy with me because he has everything he needs.”

everythingiscurious:

Deep in the Costa Rican jungle, a fisherman named Chito discovered a crocodile that had been shot in the eye by a cattle farmer and left for dead. Chito was able to drag the massive reptile into his boat and brought him to his home, where he stayed by his side for months, nursing him back to health.

He named the croc Pocho. “I stayed by Pocho’s side while he was ill, sleeping next to him at night. I just wanted him to feel that somebody loved him, that not all humans are bad.” said Chito, ““It meant a lot of sacrifice. I had to be there every day. I love all animals – especially ones that have suffered.”

The day finally came when Pocho was strong enough to go back into the wild. Chito took him to a lake near his house and released him, but the animal simply got back out of the water and followed him home.

“Then I found out that when I called his name he would come over to me.” says Chito. The fisherman has been hesitant to tell his story, even though 20 years have passed since he first rescued Pocho.

Pocho is roughly 5.18 meters (17 feet) long. He and Chito play, wrestle and hug on a daily basis. That bond, Chito said, took years to forge.

“After a decade I started to work with him.”, says Chito casually, “At first it was slow, slow. I played with him a bit, slowly doing more.”

Chito has told his story now only to raise awareness of the cruelty that can be done to animals, and the difference that affection and treating other rightly can make.

“He’s my friend, I don’t want to treat him like a slave or exploit him.” said Chito, “I am happy because I rescued him and he is happy with me because he has everything he needs.”

eveningowl:

 #want to know why i love this? #and this is going to sound horrible and traumatizing #but i love it because you’re not saying that the monsters aren’t real #you’re saying that there’s ways to get the better of them #there’s nothing worse than telling a child that something doesn’t exist #even the bad things#because that’s when they begin to doubt #and doubt is the main killer of imagination #so rather than saying ‘the monsters won’t get you because they don’t exist’ #you’re saying ‘i learned how to defeat the monsters and i think you’re old enough to learn as well’ #just a thought
jeredu:

Aaaand more sketches now that I’m back from work.  It’s sort of a Yuri Lowell character study, but with some Flynn thrown in, too.   
Sesiyrus, I blame you for all the recent Fluri feels I’ve been having.  XD

jeredu:

Aaaand more sketches now that I’m back from work.  It’s sort of a Yuri Lowell character study, but with some Flynn thrown in, too.   

Sesiyrus, I blame you for all the recent Fluri feels I’ve been having.  XD

The Cosplayer is Always Right

  • (Our Japanese restaurant is near a school that annually hosts an anime convention. So, it’s fairly common to have cosplayers among our customers at the time of the con. The owner is okay with it as long as they don’t annoy the other customers. On this day, we seat twelve cosplayers and, later, I seat three young customers near them.)
  • Young Customer #1: “What is this? Why are those guys costumed?”
  • Me: “Oh, there’s a large anime convention ongoing at the local school. It’s rather common to see them at the times of the gathering.”
  • Young Customer #1: *chuckles* “Yeah, what a bunch of dorks.”
  • Young Customer #2: “Total nerds.”
  • (Since there are no other free tables and they didn’t pre-order a table, they sit near the cosplayers while mocking them under their breath. In the meantime, a cosplayer of Pikachu is talking somewhat loudly on his phone.)
  • Young Customer #2: *waves at me* “Hey, you! Tell those dorks to shut up!”
  • Halo Cosplayer: “Oh, I’m sorry, sir.” *to ‘Pikachu’* “Dude, not so loud. You’re bothering people.”
  • Pikachu Cosplayer: “What? Oh, sorry to bother you guys.” *starts talking again, but much quieter*
  • Young Customer #3: “Yeah, that’s right. Shut up, you virgin nerd!”
  • Young Customer #1: “Go back to the library, virgins!”
  • (At this point, I warn the owner about the behavior of the younger customers. He immediately goes to their table.)
  • Owner: “What seems to be the problem?”
  • Young Customer #1: “It’s not our fault. Those nerds started to insult us! We’re not going to stay here and do nothing!”
  • Owner: “My staff told me the contrary, actually.”
  • Young Customer #3: “What?! That b***h waitress is lying!”
  • Owner: “Sir, I won’t allow you to insult my staff or customers. Those cosplayers were extremely polite and quiet during their meals, unlike you. If someone must be thrown out, it’s you.”
  • (In the blink of an eye, one of the young customers gets up and tries to grab the owner. However, to our surprise, one of the cosplayers playing Batman grabs him by the hair, slams him on the table and holds him still.)
  • Young Customer #1: “OW! That f***ing hurts! Who the f*** do you think you are, you motherf***er?!”
  • Batman Cosplayer: *in a raspy tone* “I am vengeance. I am the night. I am… Batman.”
  • (The two other customers begin to yell, but quickly shut up when all the cosplayers get up and surround them, showing that most of them are clearly larger than them. The mall security arrests the bad customers, and the cosplayers leave after apologizing for the trouble. However, it’s not before we snap a picture with them. Now, we frequently joke about that time when Batman, Pikachu and Master Chief saved the restaurant!)

toptumbles:

Creative Mcdonalds ads

elfhugs:

angry-comics:

fearonlygetsfiveseconds:larissasuemariex:

This is fun. Try it in fullscreen. Extra points if you tilt your head. You’re only human.

My face was literally this:

THAT IS SO COOL!

i hope when you die it’s just this

dont watch if you hate roller coasters

shirleytemplar:

I never intended to include Chris Brown’s name in one of my tweets to start some sort of a controversy or to gain publicity or anything like that, and now that he’s throwing accusations my way, like using steroids… I feel the need to reply. So please allow me to retort. I’m a lifelong, proud, drug free, straight edge individual, so Chris and I come from two completely different worlds. I don’t have a manager, I don’t have a bodyguard… I don’t need a bodyguard. I don’t have an assistant, I have no need for a PR to tell me what to tweet, or when to tweet. And I don’t hit women. Period. In my world, women are to be revered and respected. And I firmly believe that in this life, there are consequences and repercussions for people’s actions, and I don’t think Chris has payed for what he’s done. Picking up trash on the side of a highway does not make amends for repeatedly striking a woman in the face and sending her to a hospital. So, Chris wants to throw stones my way now and I say that’s fine, but put some gloves on and get in the ring. And I will choke you out, and I will make you feel as weak and as powerless and scared and alone as any woman who has had the misfortune of knowing a sad, cowardly little boy such as yourself, and all proceeds can go to a woman’s shelter of my choosing. If you want to pick up more trash on the side of the highway to make some amends, you should donate more time… maybe tell kids exactly what you did isn’t right. But I’m also a realist, and I know that none of these things will happen because Chris Brown isn’t a man and that’s fine. I just know that someday, somewhere, somehow, somebody will put Chris Brown exactly where he belongs, and it honestly doesn’t have to be me… I would just really like it to be.

#i don’t watch wrestling #but i want to kiss this fella on the mouth

kreedkafer:

oopsavirginedge:

anderjak:

notcuddles:

lakidaa:

archiemcphee:

Here’s an awesome little piece of history:
Archaeologists in the Burnt City have discovered what appears to be an ancient prosthetic eye. What makes this discovery exceptionally awesome is the striking description of how the owner and her false eye would have appeared while she was still alive and blinking:

[The eye] has a hemispherical form and a diameter of just over 2.5 cm (1 inch). It consists of very light material, probably bitumen paste. The surface of the artificial eye is covered with a thin layer of gold, engraved with a central circle (representing the iris) and gold lines patterned like sun rays. The female remains found with the artificial eye was 1.82 m tall (6 feet), much taller than ordinary women of her time. On both sides of the eye are drilled tiny holes, through which a golden thread could hold the eyeball in place. Since microscopic research has shown that the eye socket showed clear imprints of the golden thread, the eyeball must have been worn during her lifetime. The woman’s skeleton has been dated to between 2900 and 2800 BCE. 

So she was an extraordinarily tall woman walking around wearing an engraved golden eye patterned with rays like a tiny sun. What an awesome sight that must have been.
[via TYWKIWDBI]

Holy shit.

Wow that’s fucking badass, holy shit.
ETA: the wiki page reads like something out of a well crafted fantasy novel. 

Dear god, even more material to pull from. Tonight’s been good to me.

wow boners inducing mental image yes good

holy shit

kreedkafer:

oopsavirginedge:

anderjak:

notcuddles:

lakidaa:

archiemcphee:

Here’s an awesome little piece of history:

Archaeologists in the Burnt City have discovered what appears to be an ancient prosthetic eye. What makes this discovery exceptionally awesome is the striking description of how the owner and her false eye would have appeared while she was still alive and blinking:

[The eye] has a hemispherical form and a diameter of just over 2.5 cm (1 inch). It consists of very light material, probably bitumen paste. The surface of the artificial eye is covered with a thin layer of gold, engraved with a central circle (representing the iris) and gold lines patterned like sun rays. The female remains found with the artificial eye was 1.82 m tall (6 feet), much taller than ordinary women of her time. On both sides of the eye are drilled tiny holes, through which a golden thread could hold the eyeball in place. Since microscopic research has shown that the eye socket showed clear imprints of the golden thread, the eyeball must have been worn during her lifetime. The woman’s skeleton has been dated to between 2900 and 2800 BCE. 

So she was an extraordinarily tall woman walking around wearing an engraved golden eye patterned with rays like a tiny sun. What an awesome sight that must have been.

[via TYWKIWDBI]

Holy shit.

Wow that’s fucking badass, holy shit.

ETA: the wiki page reads like something out of a well crafted fantasy novel. 

Dear god, even more material to pull from. Tonight’s been good to me.

wow boners inducing mental image yes good

holy shit