1. Do me a favor, even if you’ve never talked to me: the next time you make a friend feel like shit because they rubbed you the wrong way, it’s not the end of the world, but stay there and converse with them to the end of it. Your leaving preemptively after you completely tore them down ruins their fucking day. That goes double if they already have issues with depression and self-esteem.

  2. 06:39 26th Sep 2014

    Notes: 4559

    Reblogged from andrastesflamingunderpants


    Since the release of Dragon Age: Inquisition is fast approaching, and I just reached 200 followers, I thought I’d do a little giveaway!

    I’ll be giving away one physical copy of Dragon Age: Inquisition Deluxe Edition for any console or PC.

    The copy will be pre-ordered from GameStop, and either sent to your address, or you can choose to pick it up on the day of the release. If you don’t have GameStop where you live, or your region won’t allow for online purchase, a standard copy from Amazon will be provided instead.


    Some rules:

    • You must reblog this post to participate, but liking the post counts as a second entry.
    • Anyone can participate, and you do not need to follow me.
    • You must be willing to give up your name and address to receive your physical copy of the game. This info will only be used for the giveaway, and not be shared with anyone in any way.
    • Your ask/fanmail must be open so I can contact you.
    • No giveaway blogs.
    • If you’re only signal boosting, pleas tag it as such so I know you’re not participating c:


    The giveaway ends on October 31st, and a winner will be randomly picked out by a number generator.

    Good luck!

  3. 16:05 24th Sep 2014

    Notes: 8

    Tags: personal

    image: Download

    I fixed my hair. I think my transitioning look is starting to come together a little. ^_^

    I fixed my hair. I think my transitioning look is starting to come together a little. ^_^

  4. 13:35

    Notes: 278559

    Reblogged from ohboyafangirl

    Anonymous said: I really like winnie the pooh, Can you draw winnie the pooh pleaseeeeee




  5. 04:13

    Notes: 60

    Reblogged from barbex

    Tags: ShakespeareRomeo and Juliet

    Anonymous said: oh god are you one of those people who reads romeo and juliet as a romance rather than a tragedy


    I thought I was gonna go to bed early tonight but I guess not

    hey friend you just unleashed my nerdy wrath buckle up

    short answer: no, I know r&j is a tragedy and I read it as such. Shakespeare didn’t write “romances”, at least not in the sense you mean (some people call his later stuff that’s harder to put into a genre ‘romances’, such as the winter’s tale and the tempest)

    so no I’m not a moron thanks

    here’s the long answer:

    I presume you’re “one of those people” who likes to count themselves as the Specialest Snowflake In All The Land because they don’t buy into the fake cheesy idea of //romance// that everyone else so blindly believes

    maybe you like to talk about how romeo and juliet were “just horny teenagers”, how they knew each other for three days, how romeo so loved rosaline thirty seconds before spotting juliet, so clearly he’s fickle and silly. they weren’t actually in love, they were just teenage idiots.
    because only stupid girls buy that stuff.
    you’re more mature than that.
    am I right?

    well, here’s the thing, sunshine- you aren’t special. I hear this same damn argument right down to the last word every time I mention my love of this play and it ENRAGES me every time because 99% of the time this is coming from /other teenagers/. other young people talking about how this isn’t a story to be taken SERIOUSLY. it’s silly and frivolous and unrealistic. they don’t realize that this play is dedicated to them.

    and it’s criticizing people just like you.

    while I do believe that these two young people were soul mates (I’ll get to that later), I don’t really think this is a story about love. it’s a story about /passion/- how love and hate are only a hair’s breadth apart and their overwhelming capacity for healing or for destroying. the emotion that drives mercutio to defend romeo from tybalt. what drives mercutio to be killed at his hand. what pushes formerly docile, dreamy romeo to slay his cousin in law: it all begins to seem like the same continuous passion, enflaming the same group of people on the hottest day of the year.

    as a result, love isn’t a pretty thing in this play. it’s linked inextricably to death, to murder, to chaos. love is presented as the most dangerous force in the universe. it leaves five bodies in its wake, and then at the end (people forget this) it’s what finally brings the ancient feud to an end.
    it’s not silly. it’s not frivolous. o brawling love, o loving hate.

    and who are the conductors of this unstoppable force? who sets verona burning and then rebuilds it better in under a week?


    people with a shitty understanding of this play who love to dismiss it and downplay it like to call it a “cautionary tale”- why you shouldn’t think with your dick, why you should grow up and not be so rash, be sensible.

    I agree with part of this. it is a cautionary tale. but it’s directed at YOU.

    you, who devalue youth. you, who underestimate teenagers and what they’re capable of, who wave off their every thought or feeling with “just a kid”. who think that love is a pretty little silly thing and that no one under the age of 25 is capable of really experiencing it. that the kids don’t MATTER.

    capulet thought it- he dismissed tybalt’s rage during the party as dumb kids throwing a hissy fit. he wrote juliet off as a child who should be seen and not heard, shuffled from her father to her husband, guided by the wisdom of those older and wiser than her.

    in the world presented in the play, age has NOTHING to do with wisdom. the adults range from careless (montague) to helpless (lady capulet) to blithering (the nurse). the wisest character, the most eloquent and intelligent one with the most beautiful poetry, is fourteen year old juliet.
    (go back and read it. whose speeches are the most beautiful, sophisticated, complex? Juliet’s.)

    okay, fine, you say. but they didn’t love each other, they just saw each other and got hot and bothered and wanted to jump the other’s bones! anyway, what about rosaline?!

    I’ll address rosaline first:

    shakespeare likes making fun of the poets of old (take for instance his “my mistress’ eyes” sonnet, a deliberate parody of the Petrarchan model of frilly love poetry). heres another example in romeo. when we first meet romeo he’s mooning over a girl in the frilliest, stalest, most formulaic verse imaginable. we get the feeling he’s enjoying himself, basking in his misery.

    notice, though, that we never see rosaline on stage. she represents romeo’s vague infatuation with the //idea// of love, the pretty image he made up in his head from reading old poems. this not only creates an incredible arc in his character, but makes his love for juliet obviously the real deal by comparison. he meets juliet and his world goes into free fall; he’s rash and violent and impulsive, and the verse that was so stale and ingenuine before shifts into some of the most famous passionate poetry in the english language.
    in his first scene, he asks “is love a tender thing?” he falls in love with juliet- REAL love, not the kind in poems- and comes to answer his own question: no. no it fucking isn’t.

    but, you say. but they CANT have loved each other! you don’t fall in love just by LOOKING at someone!

    yeah, I know you don’t.

    but here’s the thing. if you aren’t willing to suspend some modicum of disbelief, you won’t get anything from shakespeare. period.

    we’re already assuming that these people just happen to walk around speaking in blank verse and rhyming couplet. the plot of hamlet relies on the existence of a ghost, a midsummer night’s dream on fairies, macbeth on witches, the tempest on magic, measure for measure on the friggin /bed trick/- is it SUCH A HORRIBLE STRETCH FOR YOUR CYNICAL POSTMODERN MIND TO MAKE that characters can identify their soulmates with a look? have we reached that level of lazy cynicism as a society that magical love flowers and vengeful ghosts are believable, where a woman can turn into a boy by shoving a hat over her hair and statues spring to life as deceased loved ones, but love at first sight (a very very common Elizabethan plot device; it’s /everywhere/ in shakespeare) is just too much of a stretch?

    no one rolls their eyes at hamlet because “ghosts aren’t real. are you one of those people who believe in ghosts?” no- they take it for the plot device that it is in order to get to the message of the play as a whole, and the truths of the human conditions it reveals, with the help of some purely theatrical elements.

    but kids in love. that’s far too silly.

    it’s really fucking sad.

    and questions like yours, anon? those make me really, really fucking sad.

  6. 13:54 23rd Sep 2014

    Notes: 3

    Tags: ladysnark

    ladysnark-discontinued-archive said: ♬ :DDD

    Cause when she sings I hear a symphony
    And I’m swallowed in sound as it echoes through me

  7. 05:51

    Notes: 3428

    Reblogged from marxten

    Sick Burn


    Barbarian: I will intimidate the evil tree with a face.

    DM: You haven’t been able to hit the tree, what makes you think you can intimidate a semi-inanimate object?

    Barbarian: Natural 20 

    DM: …You shout something about its mother being tissue paper. It’s so psychologically beaten, it spontaneously combusts.  

  8. 18:59 22nd Sep 2014

    Notes: 1

    Tags: roarkshop

    roarkshop said: HOW DO YOU MAKE THE...oh. ♬

    Heh. I’m assuming the Miracle Of Sound song is too obvious? :P

    Even though they do not know it
    All mankind are now your brothers
    And as the cathedral has spoken
    Wishing well to all us sinners

  9. 18:40

    Notes: 5

    Reblogged from ladysnark-discontinued-archive



    Ok, I don’t know if anyone’s thought of this yet, but I’m feeling happy tonight and I want to shower you all with love SO

    Send me a “" and I’ll write down the lyrics of the song that I associate with you.

  10. so uh, I tried to dye my hair and uh it kinda went




    lol, umadbro?