Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman are so busy that Sherlock is unlikely to return until 2016. All the latest TV news and gossip from reality TV- Celebrity Big
Someone hold me (I’m not really surprised though…) Also this means the Sherlock fandom will get progressively more insane all over again.
he can play piano
He can play guitar
He can do this
He does the jaw thing
He wears glasses while driving
He rolls up his sleeves
He knows how to use a sword
His acting ability
His warm up drills
The “Loki” Grin
He can sing
He can dance
He cares dearly about children
He cares about world hunger problems
He learned the violin to play the part of Adam in Only Lovers Left Alive
He’s so humble
He’s very inspirational
I’m quite pleased with this.
Rapping this out loud in my empty classroom like swag.
WALK INTO THE CLUB LIKE WADDUP I AM A BIG SCOT
I’M SO PUMPED ABOUT SOME VISION THAT THE WITCHES GOT
I WILL BE THANE, SO SAYS THE PROPHECY
THAT PEOPLE LIKE “DAMN, MACBETH DESERVES GLORY”
I love this more than words could ever describe.
Hugging shorter people and resting your head on theirs
Hugging taller people and having your head against their chest
Hugging people your height and pressing your face against their shoulder
Hugging people and getting picked up by them
Not having people to hug
Giving a hug that comes off as weird
This post describes me in every way
The problem that needs to be fixed is not kick all the girls out of YA, it’s teach boys that stories featuring female protagonists or written by female authors also apply to them. Boys fall in love. Boys want to be important. Boys have hopes and fears and dreams and ambitions. What boys also have is a sexist society in which they are belittled for “liking girl stuff.” Male is neutral, female is specific.
I heard someone mention that Sarah Rees Brennan’s THE DEMON’S LEXICON would be great for boys, but they’d never read it with that cover. Friends, then the problem is NOT with the book. It’s with the society that’s raising that boy. It’s with the community who inculcated that boy with the idea that he can’t read a book with an attractive guy on the cover.
Here’s how we solve the OMG SO MANY GIRLS IN YA problem: quit treating women like secondary appendages. Quit treating women’s art like it’s a niche, novelty creation only for girls. Quit teaching boys to fear the feminine, quit insisting that it’s a hardship for men to have to relate to anything that doesn’t specifically cater to them.
Because if I can watch Raiders of the Lost Ark and want to grow up to be an archaeologist, there’s no reason at all that a boy shouldn’t be able to read THE DEMON’S LEXICON with its cover on. My friends, sexism doesn’t just hurt women, and our young men’s abysmal rate of attraction to literacy is the proof of it.
If you want to fix the male literary crisis, here’s your solution:
Become a feminist."
One of my absolute best friends wrote this in an open letter on facebook, and she asked me to share this on tumblr to help signal boost this incredibly important message. Now it’s your turn, help share this message with everyone who needs to see it be reblogging.
Letter to those trapped in a closet,
A few things I wish I actually believed before/while I came out to all the people:
1. Coming out is a process. It’s a choice that you have to make on a daily basis. It’s personal privileged information that not everyone is worthy of having it shared with. Coming out is a journey. You have to come out to yourself, your friends, your peers, your communities, your family; or you could choose to not come out at all. Either way, just love yourself and the rest will come as it may.
2. Your family genuinely loves you. I know that sometimes this is hard to believe in most families (mine is a strong example of this). Ever since I came out to my parents my mom has done a lot of crying and soul searching and my father has gone relatively silent. With all this said, they still love me with all their hearts and in the end, they just want me to be healthy and happy. My old high school English teacher, Ms. Leary, gave all us queers this advice when coming out to our parents: Essentially, when you come out to your parents as gay or bi or pan or trans (or anything in between for that matter) you are literally shattering the dreams that they had cultivated for their beautiful baby girl. These dreams are personal, spiritual and generational but they exist, nonetheless. When I came out to my mom, I was literally breaking her heart at the thought that I might not ever have biological children for her to pamper as her grandchildren. That sucks; she’ll get over it, though. In the end, your parents’ love for you will trump their love for a dream that can be rebuilt with different pictures.
3. You are not just worth something, but you are worth the world. I know it’s hard to believe sometimes, but you are important to so many people. You are a blessing to your close friends, your family, your school peers and even strangers on the snowy streets who manage to catch a glimpse of your beautiful smile. You matter to the world. I don’t know if you believe in God, but I do and I believe he loves you without words. I believe he gives you his infinite attention with every breath, every smile, every step. And if you don’t believe in God? There are many many people who’s lives are better because of you and that’s enough.
4. It’s ok to not be ok. Coming out is really difficult. I wish it wasn’t; I wish we lived in a society where sexualities were celebrated and affirmed, but we don’t. We live in a patriarchal, hetero-normative society and that sucks for queer ladies and gents and in-betweens. Either way, don’t ever be ashamed to cry/scream/laugh/punch walls. Expressing your feelings is important and healthy and necessary.
5. It gets better. Sometimes, it just takes a long-ass time. I’m not going to make empty promises that your family is going to jump for joy or that you won’t ever receive ridicule for expressing yourself truthfully. All I can say is that the shit generally starts to disappear and the shit that won’t go away gets easier to deal with (we become superheroes, actually).
In the end, none of my words mean anything. Your journey is your journey and you are in charge of writing your history. It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. All you can do is be yourself and love who you are being while you’re being that beautiful person.
I’m writing with much anonymous/not-so-anonymous love,
enjolrRAD; in upper class paris he was born and raised; on the barricades is where he spent most of his days. a mix for the raddest revolutionary in all of france.
i will survive - gloria gaynor / y.m.c.a. : village people / commander : kelly rowland / bulletproof : la roux / fresh prince of bel air : will smith / if i die young : the band perry / can’t speak french : girls aloud / grace kelly : mika / viva la vida : coldplay / born this way : lady gaga / power and control : marina & the diamonds / young and beautiful : lana del rey / i wanna hold your hand : the beatles
Sometimes I don’t think tumblr appreciates Buffy and her affinity for terrible puns enough.