Also, the next time somebody asks me what I’m doing with my life…
I’m going to yell “Spoilers” and walk away.
nice… but i think i have to stick to my normal and honest answer ”I don’t fucking know”
This is one of my fave moments of the musicians@Google event!
—Also, sorry Neil! I love you!
What, like you’ve never tried to drink your microphone?
…vejo meu namorado(a) dando sopa deitado(a) sozinho(a) na cama.
(by Nina Parreiras)
hogwarts houses n sorting: thoughts
i basically feel like nearly everyone else is wrong about sorting???? it’s a weird inconsistent mess in the books so i just sort of worked out my own way of making it work…….
anyway over the past few years i’ve tried to chat about it but no-one cares about hp anymore lmao, except then there’s the best tag,
I really like this theory!
Can we just stop and talk about this for a minute?
Thresh doesn’t make an alliance. Thresh doesn’t waste time liking her. Thresh knows that either he must kill her or she must kill him for one of them to win.
But this is the only way he can repay her for protecting Rue when he couldn’t. It’s the only way he can repay her for honoring Rue when he couldn’t. He honors her by sparing her friend, the girl who would have died for her.
The revolution really doesn’t start with Katniss.
It starts with Rue.
SOMEBODY FINALLY SAID IT
This is exactly the point I’ve been trying to make for years. Okay, so the revolution gets it’s kindling with Katniss. She volunteers, well that’s new, she rebels in the display of talents by shooting the apple. This triggers her perfect score, okay. These aren’t really “Revolutionary” though.
It’s not even revolutionary when Peeta professes his love, because, let’s face it, the rules of the game haven’t changed. They’re still just two kids who would have to KILL each other to win. Without a doubt, it would bring some interest to the games, so the Capitol makes propaganda about it. The “Star Crossed Lovers” in a game of life and death.
But what changes the game is Rue. Right away from her introduction in the books we know Rue is going to be somewhat of a big deal. She was compared to the most important character to Katniss, Prim, so that’s a huge indicator. She’s small, young, she’s what Prim would have been.
So Katniss instantly feels a subconscious pull toward her.
When they meet in the trees, Katniss could have killed Rue easily, and Rue probably could have pulled a sneak attack or alerted the Careers of Katniss’s presence. Instead, Rue points out the Tracker Jacker nest.
Then it escalates, Rue and Katniss become an odd team, they’re an alliance, which is never new in the Hunger Games, as forming teams and then betraying them at the end seems to be a common, but there’s is different. It’s close, it’s sisterly, protective.
And then Rue get’s impaled. Katniss kills her first tribute with ease after that. Comparing it to hunting game. Katniss holds Rue, she cries, and then she sings. She sings for Rue a song of promised safety and warmth, something completely absent in the arena.
And this is where the metaphorical canon fires. Katniss could have left Rue, the hovercraft would have been along to pick her up, but she can’t. She’s morally obligated to love this girl as much as possible. And this is where the revolution starts.
She honors the dead. She honors a dead tribute from a district she’d never seen, a person she’d known for only a short period of time. But she throws away Hunger Games norms. She rejects them completely.
In the Hunger Games you’re supposed to kill mercilessly and leave the victims for the plain box they’re shipped home in.
Katniss gives Rue a funeral in the Games, she decorates the body, she makes it look like Rue is sleeping. Like no harm had come. Katniss just ignited the coals that Rue had placed.
Rue’s District sends a parachute. Homemade bread.
Then Thresh kills Clove and distracts Cato by taking his bag.
The fire is going now, and the actions in Catching Fire are even more obvious.
The Speech for Rue. Peeta’s painting. Everything eludes back to this one little girl who became Katniss’s family.
So the revolution never started with Katniss, she was just the tinder for Rue’s ignition.
Rue was the real Mockingjay.
I just got fucking chills. I don’t think I ever realized this before. I need to reread those books again.
The fandom that hates itself
#are you telling me most of us women fell in love with a rebellious emo teen
this broke my heart
like he looks at her like she’s his little sister
and they’re playing some game
me playing sports
the struggle goes on
Wow, this is bloody brilliant!
The posts that pop up during finals week are the best kinds of posts
OKAY I JUST REALISED
According to the Casebook, Moriarty is born in 1976, and Sherlock in 1981. That’s a five year difference. Carl Powers was 11 years old when he died (well, murdered), and that was in 1989.
THAT MEANS MORIARTY MADE HIS FIRST KILL/STARTED MURDERING PEOPLE SINCE HE WAS 13 YEARS OLD
YOU LITTLE MONSTER
AND SHERLOCK BEGAN HIS DETECTING AND INVESTIGATING AT EIGHT YEARS OLD (“Carl Powers, John. That’s where I began.”)
EIGHT YEARS OLD
CAN YOU IMAGINE A TINY KID SHERLOCK SNOOPING AROUND FINDING CLUES AND TRYING TO FIND EVIDENCE FOR THE MURDER
YOU LITTLE GENIUS
YOU REALLY WERE JUST A KID IT MAKES SENSE WHY THE POLICE DIDN’T LISTEN
NO WONDER MORIARTY’S OBSESSED WITH YOU BECAUSE YOU GUYS GO WAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY BACK
CHILDHOOD NEMESIS ENEMIES RIVALS WHATEVER
BECAUSE HAVING CHILDHOOD FRIENDS INSTEAD IS WAY TOO ORDINARY ISN’T IT
Reblogging this for the second time because:
BA DUM TSSSHH.
Not to mention the fact that Carl Powers was eleven years old
I always pictured him as some douchebag high school junior or senior who sort of had it coming
He was a fucking sixth grader
"My body, my choice" only makes sense when someone else’s life isn’t at stake.
Fun fact: If my younger sister was in a car accident and desperately needed a blood transfusion to live, and I was the only person on Earth who could donate blood to save her, and even though donating blood is a relatively easy, safe, and quick procedure no one can force me to give blood. Yes, even to save the life of a fully grown person, it would be ILLEGAL to FORCE me to donate blood if I didn’t want to.
See, we have this concept called “bodily autonomy.” It’s this….cultural notion that a person’s control over their own body is above all important and must not be infringed upon.
Like, we can’t even take LIFE SAVING organs from CORPSES unless the person whose corpse it is gave consent before their death. Even corpses get bodily autonomy.
To tell people that they MUST sacrifice their bodily autonomy for 9 months against their will in an incredibly expensive, invasive, difficult process to save what YOU view as another human life (a debatable claim in the early stages of pregnancy when the VAST majority of abortions are performed) is desperately unethical. You can’t even ask people to sacrifice bodily autonomy to give up organs they aren’t using anymore after they have died.
You’re asking people who can become pregnant to accept less bodily autonomy than we grant to dead bodies.
reblogging for commentary
I wasn’t always pro-choice, but someone explaining bodily autonomy to me finally made it click in my mind that no matter how I feel about abortion, it’s wrong to stop others from getting them.
Reblogging for the comment above. Seriously. It’s OUR choice.
People need to accept it. For real.