My name is Laura. I do some art things. I write. I am a proud fangirl.

This is a multi-fandom blog. You'll see Sherlock, Supernatural, Doctor Who, Avengers, Disney, Star Trek, Rise of the Guardians, Lord of the Rings, Starkid, and whatever else strikes my fancy.

Reblog if you would date a robot. I’m not a robot I’m just asking for a friend. I have skin.

punlich:

kiloueka:

punlich:

kiloueka:

is it your own skin though? As in you grew it, on your own body, from birth?

This skin was grown yes. On a human body. That is mine. I’m not a robot

Ok ok I’ll believe you… If you first tell me what this says:

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I don’t need to prove myself to you how dare you, I love breathing oxygen

sixpenceee:

5 TINY TALES, by reddit user IPostAtMidnight
Unfurl
She usually enjoyed unfurling a fresh sheet over her bed, swishing it out like they do in those detergent commercials. Tonight, however, as the sheet settled down onto the empty mattress, it outlined the contours of a body.
Then it sat up.
Bang Bang
Ever since I was young, they’ve tried to reassure me it wasn’t my fault. Grandpa died from a heart attack, not because we were playing cowboys and I shot him with my finger “guns.” But by the time help came, the bullet holes had disappeared.
ylim3
Little Emily vanished last year. Now they’re pouring new sidewalks in my neighborhood, and I’ve found her name in the wet cement, written in remembrance. But it was written in reverse. And from below.
Held Up By Pressure
Your plane lands. You’re preoccupied with trying to get the pressure in your ears to pop, so you notice little until you’re inside the terminal. Everyone is staring through you in absolute horror. Confused, you turn around and see flaming wreckage on the runway. A mangled tail section reads “701.” The same as your flight.
You swallow, and the last thing you hear is a small pop.
Cold as Hell
After centuries spent crawling through an endless desert, the Devil appeared and offered the man a glass of cold water. Though suspicious, he savored every drop, and afterwards he looked up gratefully.
“Why this kindness?” he asked the Devil through cracked, scabbed-over lips.
The Devil smiled and patted him on the head.
“Because you had forgotten kindness existed.”
Then he was alone again, and the moisture remaining in his mouth turned to sand.
(Link to story) (Compilation of Creepy Short Stories)(Compilation of Creepy Short Stories Part 2)

sixpenceee:

5 TINY TALES, by reddit user IPostAtMidnight

Unfurl

She usually enjoyed unfurling a fresh sheet over her bed, swishing it out like they do in those detergent commercials. Tonight, however, as the sheet settled down onto the empty mattress, it outlined the contours of a body.

Then it sat up.

Bang Bang

Ever since I was young, they’ve tried to reassure me it wasn’t my fault. Grandpa died from a heart attack, not because we were playing cowboys and I shot him with my finger “guns.” But by the time help came, the bullet holes had disappeared.

ylim3

Little Emily vanished last year. Now they’re pouring new sidewalks in my neighborhood, and I’ve found her name in the wet cement, written in remembrance. But it was written in reverse. And from below.

Held Up By Pressure

Your plane lands. You’re preoccupied with trying to get the pressure in your ears to pop, so you notice little until you’re inside the terminal. Everyone is staring through you in absolute horror. Confused, you turn around and see flaming wreckage on the runway. A mangled tail section reads “701.” The same as your flight.

You swallow, and the last thing you hear is a small pop.

Cold as Hell

After centuries spent crawling through an endless desert, the Devil appeared and offered the man a glass of cold water. Though suspicious, he savored every drop, and afterwards he looked up gratefully.

“Why this kindness?” he asked the Devil through cracked, scabbed-over lips.

The Devil smiled and patted him on the head.

“Because you had forgotten kindness existed.”

Then he was alone again, and the moisture remaining in his mouth turned to sand.

(Link to story) (Compilation of Creepy Short Stories)(Compilation of Creepy Short Stories Part 2)

ratak-monodosico:

Poppies taking over a field in Poland

ratak-monodosico:

Poppies taking over a field in Poland

(Source: perhendinancer)

i-am-lord-of-all-i-see:

our entire biological system, the brain and the earth itself, work on the same frequencies ~  Nikola Tesla 

i-am-lord-of-all-i-see:

our entire biological system, the brain and the earth itself, work on the same frequencies ~  Nikola Tesla 

(Source: 222gypsysoul)

rocktopussy:

becausebirds:

Kiwi on a treadmill.

well you can tell by the way i use my walk i’m a flightless bird
i can only walk

rocktopussy:

becausebirds:

Kiwi on a treadmill.

well you can tell by the way i use my walk i’m a flightless bird

i can only walk

fuckyeahfluiddynamics:

Earth is not the only planet in our solar system with auroras. As the solar wind—a stream of rarefied plasma from our sun—blows through the solar system, it interacts with the magnetic fields of other planets as well as our own. Saturn’s magnetic field second only to Jupiter’s in strength. This strong magnetosphere deflects many of the solar wind’s energetic particles, but, as on Earth, some of the particles get drawn in along Saturn’s magnetic field lines. These lines converge at the poles, where the high-energy particles interact with the gases in the upper reaches of Saturn’s atmosphere. As a result, Saturn, like Earth, has impressive and colorful light displays around its poles. (Image credit: ESA/Hubble, M. Kornmesser & L. Calçada, source video; via spaceplasma)

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lookintohisheart:

connor-my-franta:

littlebluboxx:

silentauroriamthereal:

nofreedomlove:

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"Image Credit: Carol Rossetti

When Brazilian graphic designer Carol Rossetti began posting colorful illustrations of women and their stories to Facebook, she had no idea how popular they would become. 

Thousands of shares throughout the world later, the appeal of Rosetti’s work is clear. Much like the street art phenomenon Stop Telling Women To Smile, Rossetti’s empowering images are the kind you want to post on every street corner, as both a reminder and affirmation of women’s bodily autonomy. 

"It has always bothered me, the world’s attempts to control women’s bodies, behavior and identities," Rossetti told Mic via email. "It’s a kind of oppression so deeply entangled in our culture that most people don’t even see it’s there, and how cruel it can be."

Rossetti’s illustrations touch upon an impressive range of intersectional topics, including LGBTQ identity, body image, ageism, racism, sexism and ableism. Some characters are based on the experiences of friends or her own life, while others draw inspiration from the stories many women have shared across the Internet. 

"I see those situations I portray every day," she wrote. "I lived some of them myself."

Despite quickly garnering thousands of enthusiastic comments and shares on Facebook, the project started as something personal — so personal, in fact, that Rossetti is still figuring out what to call it. For now, the images reside in albums simply titled “WOMEN in english!" or "Mujeres en español!" which is fitting: Rossetti’s illustrations encompass a vast set of experiences that together create a powerful picture of both women’s identity and oppression.

One of the most interesting aspects of the project is the way it has struck such a global chord. Rossetti originally wrote the text of the illustrations in Portuguese, and then worked with an Australian woman to translate them to English. A group of Israeli feminists also took it upon themselves to create versions of the illustrations in Hebrew. Now, more people have reached out to Rossetti through Facebook and offered to translate her work into even more languages. Next on the docket? Spanish, Russian, German and Lithuanian.

It’s an inspiring show of global solidarity, but the message of Rossetti’s art is clear in any language. Above all, her images celebrate being true to oneself, respecting others and questioning what society tells us is acceptable or beautiful.

"I can’t change the world by myself," Rossetti said. "But I’d love to know that my work made people review their privileges and be more open to understanding and respecting one another."

From the site: All images courtesy Carol Rossetti and used with permission. You can find more illustrations, as well as more languages, on her Facebook page.

Oooh. I reblogged a partial version of this recently but I didn’t know how many more there were! I LOVE these!

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IT GOT BETTER

READ EACH ONE OF THEM

I love this so much!

pixiedust-paycheck:

kisskicker:

Whoopsie, turns out that Ariel was one of the old-school, prince-drowning mermaids. Sorry, Eric!

I don’t know how to feel about th-JUST KIDDING THIS IS FUCKING RAD

pixiedust-paycheck:

kisskicker:

Whoopsie, turns out that Ariel was one of the old-school, prince-drowning mermaids. Sorry, Eric!

I don’t know how to feel about th-JUST KIDDING THIS IS FUCKING RAD