You guys came up with that pretty quickly. {x}
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#Red vs Blue #in a neat coincidence I just watched this episode half an hour ago #you know Caboose is kind of right when he says we were all thinking that
Month: July 2014
Disney’s The Jungle Book cast so far: Neel Sethi as Mowgli, Ben Kingsley as the voice of Bagheera, Lupita Nyong’o as the voice of Rakcha, Scarlett Johansson as the voice of Kaa, and Idris Elba as the voice of Shere Khan (x x x x)
YO, THIS IS A REAL THING THAT IS HAPPENING
And not only is the cast amazing, but the film is going to be a mixture of live-action and animation (a-la Mary Poppins). Neel Seth (Mowgli), is going to be the only live-action actor and everyone else’s characters will be animated AND I COULD NOT BE MORE EXCITED.
Directed by Jon Favreau. This whole thing feels like a dream.
YESSSS.
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#The Jungle Book #Disney movies that I somehow managed to never see despite being raised in a time period where they were available #of which there are many #I don’t think we ever deliberately *avoided* Disney movies or anything like that #we just…never got around to a lot of them for some reason #which means I was seventeen by the time I first encountered Kaa #old enough to grasp the full horror that is Kaa being played by Winnie the Pooh #(like it’s recognisably the same voice) #(not just the same actor) #there is *nothing okay* about Kaa sharing a voice with Winnie the Pooh #*nothing* #I will *never feel clean again* #so I’m glad they’re making a version of the Jungle Book that will not scar the next generation of kinky young Winnie the Pooh fans #sexuality and lack thereof #Brin talks about herself for no particular reason #tag rambles
i stepped on the scale today and it said “bat”
it took me a few seconds to realize it meant the battery was out, but before i realized that i just said “i am not a bat” out loud
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#bat #are you *sure*?
im waiting for the day i can use this as a reaction image and confuse everyone for a good 5-30 seconds before they get it
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#it took me maybe three seconds #but the text preceding it might have helped
If you are looking for the most heart-felt zombie short film, I recommend “Cargo”.
It’s about a man’s struggle to save his baby daughter in the middle of all this havoc. What he comes up with is both clever and upsetting.
OKAY JUST WATCHED THIS, THE SOLUTION WAS AMAZING WATCH IT OHMYGOD WATCH IT
If you haven’t seen this, watch it. With a box of tissues.
It is easily the most heartrending zombie film I’ve ever seen, and I watch the shit out of zombies.
See, THIS is a zombie scenario that’s interesting to me, people being SMART about it.
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#zombie apocalypse #oh my god #I love competency and cleverness in a character #and this definitely hits the spot
brin-bellway asked: For the age meme: 12 and 218
I did 12 already, but ah yes, 218.
The year is 2206. I’m still breathing. I’m still active. It doesn’t make sense, they say. When I hit 150, news reports crop up in the local papers, which I manage mainly by ignoring them. At 160, bigger media conglomerates start knocking down my door. What’s your secret? Tell us your secret!
I avoid them, hire a reliable publicist to keep them off my back. Fire him when he sells an exclusive interview to the highest bidder. He gets a job working for the famous child prodigy who’s been accurately predicting the slow slump of continents into the rising oceans.
What’s your secret?
I think a lot about it, try to figure out what’s different about me, some easy trick I can share. The docs have got nothing, and after giving them every tissue sample imaginable for future research, I stay away from their tests. In a sort of cracked desperation, once I hit 200 I start attempting stuff other people have tried. “I lived to 140 eating only yogurt and potatoes!” so, hey, that couldn’t hurt, right?
Turns out it can. Turns out I now hate yogurt and potatoes. “I’ll never eat it for the rest of my life” is a pretty potent threat when you’re functionally immortal.
I start submitting my thoughts to a private log, which I know is about as private as a glass skytrain. But hell. I’ll put in the token effort. Maybe I want to be heard, a little. I try to reminisce about family, until that hurts to much. I try to get into politics. Read books. Stop when it becomes clear that people are actually paying attention to what I say.
Children send me pictures of their pets, together with heartbreaking, handwritten notes. Can you make Snickers live as long as you? And, with increasing hope, Can you bring Peaches back?
I can’t. I keep all the pictures, until my directory is full enough to begin attracting unwanted attention. And then, without much other choice, I start posting the pictures to my permanent, private log.
The pictures outlast the pets. The pictures outlast their owners. Millions upon millions of loving snapshots and videos of small creatures who were loved, once. I’ve dragged them with me into immortality.
For a long, long while, it’s enough.
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#origfic #awesome #I think I was expecting an uploaded-consciousness kind of thing #mostly because of that one time I proofread an acquaintance’s Eclipse Phase fic #but this is great #and I thought the rest of you should see it too
tony stark: hey steve did you see this – one of the animal people from your old funnybooks you drew back in the day is showing up in tons of porn online
steve rogers: oh yeah tony, i’ve been in space dozens of times and met dozens of alien cultures, lived with and bonded with thinking robots, been allies with werepeople and animal folk of all kinds – i mean hell, do you not remember tigra? she’s still doing good work – and traveled through times and dimensions
steve rogers: i’m sure totally going to be surprised by online subcultures such as furries
tony stark:
tony stark: why won’t you let me make fun of you
steve rogers: check it out, nerd, i just bought video games on steam from my smartphone
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#Avengers #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog
The reason Canadians are so nice is easily explained. Once a year, on the sixth full moon all Canadian’s gather beneath the stars and perform a ritual that sucks all their meanness and cruelty and places it in Canadian Geese.
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#anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #our home and cherished land
Prairie Chicken Portrait (by Jeff Dyck)
do you ever just sit and think about how utterly beautiful and absurd dinosaurs must have looked
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#bird #dinosaur #pretty things
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a kid at hogwarts who just wants to get a proper education but can’t focus because of all of the shit harry potter and his friends keep getting themselves into
Jenna B. Lacey, age eleven, knew exactly what she was going to do with her life.
She was going to go to Hogwarts, get top grades, and be the youngest female Minister of Magic by age 35.
It would have been a good plan, if she hadn’t been in the same year as Harry Potter.
* * *
Year one started out great. She was sorted into Hufflepuff, did well in all her classes, and aced the exams.
A troll smashed its way through the study room she was in on Halloween, but that wasn’t going to deter her.
* * *
Year two was a disaster. People were getting petrified, and worse—the teachers had to herd them from place to place, which severely cut down on her library time. She had to study in the common room, which meant instead of a nice, quiet atmosphere, she got a soundtrack of nervous Hufflepuffs.
And on top of that, exams were cancelled. It was a disaster.
* * *
Third year, she started to notice a trend.
First the troll, than the petrifications, and now dementor guards and escaped convicts. What did they all have in common? Potter.
After Black broke in and everyone had to spend the night in the Great Hall, interrupting Jenna’s last minute studying for a test the next day, she took to giving Potter angry looks in every class.
He did not notice.
* * *
They announced the Triwizard tournament at dinner the first night of fourth year, and Jenna almost started crying.
Potter was going to take this one over. She just knew it.
And she was right.
Voldemort rose at the end of the year. She honestly didn’t know what she had expected.
* * *
Fifth year brought Umbridge. She joined the DA because she was going to need a better background in defense, but that didn’t mean she was any happier about Potter.
She imagined it was him she was hexing instead of Zachariah Smith.
But, by the end of the year, focus on her studies was impossible. After Dumbledore left, it was complete anarchy.
Potter’s fault. Of course.
* * *
Sixth year she started volunteering in the hospital wing. She needed a backup plan in case Potter fucked it up.
All seemed quiet, until they brought Malfoy in. It was apparently Potter’s fault, which surprised everyone except Jenna.
Later, she was peacefully studying in a little nook on the third floor when some Death Eaters and some other adults started dueling right under her nose.
This was the worst fucking school, honestly.
* * *
They were calling it “The Final Battle.”
Jenna ran through the hall, dodging in and out of the children evacuating, until she saw him.
“POTTER.”
He turned, startled. “Um—Jenna, right? We’re sort of busy—”
She grabbed the front of his shirt and hauled him up until he was eye level with her. “If I’m not Minister of Magic by age 35, it is going to be entirely your fault and I’m going to hurt you.”
She dropped him and stormed away, leaving him to whatever he was doing. She had to fight this goddamn war so she could go back to her fucking studying.
* * *
She became Minister of Magic at age 36.
Fucking Potter.
I think I just found the best Harry Potter fanfic
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#Harry Potter #fanfic #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog
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