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Wed, 22 May 2013 08:01:19 -0400

fantasiawandering: girlinrl: crab-cakes: peonygoodchild: C I...

Wed, 22 May 2013 04:01:00 -0400

girlinrl:

crab-cakes:

peonygoodchild:

C I R C L E T S (x)

I require all of the bridesmaids and groomsmen at my wedding to wear circlets.

No you have no choice. You will be elves and you will like it.

I need these. Every. Single. One.

Yes. I especially like the Susan Pevensie one.

Revert [Chapter Thirty Seven]

Tue, 21 May 2013 22:27:15 -0400

Title: Revert
Synopsis: Jack Frost has given up his Guardianship. Why? Well, part of the reason is his first believers. But there’s so much more then that. Follow Jack through his life and struggles of adjusting to humanity. Make new friends and discover how awkward life actually is. And… there are some things just can’t stay in the past.
Pairing: Human!Jack x Older!Sophie
Alternate Link: Here

[Chapter—You know what? Just go to my fanfic tag]

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By the time Hiccup got to Rapunzel’s house, the girls had gotten cleaned up. Blood stained clothing (including Jack’s sweatshirt that he was horribly reluctant to give up) were stuffed into trash bags and thrown into the outside trash, hidden from sight. What Rapunzel’s parents didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them. Merida now donned Rapunzel’s clothing, but to her disdain. Merida was fine with the white sweatpants offered (since she would never fit into Rapunzel’s jeans with her wider hips) but the simple, yet bead-embellished tee shirt was not quite her taste. Nor was the, name-brand pink sweatshirt offered. It was too… girly, she complained. It looked so weird on Merida. Jack was holding back snickers. She promptly punched him rather hard in the back.

When Jack was offered a new shirt to wear, he politely declined. He wore a black shirt that day, luckily, and simply rinsed it out. Yeah, there was still a stain. It wasn’t horribly noticeable, was it? Either way, he wasn’t going to wear Rapunzel’s clothing. Or her father’s much larger clothing.

When Hiccup was let in, he made a bee-line for Merida. He checked her shoulder and held her face and asked a million questions. Was she alright? Dizzy? Maybe she should sit down. Merida snorted, promising she was going to live because of Rapunzel. Hiccup thanked the blonde who replied by asking if he was injured. Just a few bumped and scraps. Merida let Hiccup make a fuss over her until Toothless made himself known. In the spacious entrance hall, he struggled not to knock over things to get to Hiccup. Toothless wanted to see for himself that his best friend was safe.

When all had settled down, they moved to the living room where the three of them turned to Merida, looking for answers. Merida knew it was time to finally tell them. She was reluctant, Jack understood, to bring up such a horrifying part of her past. She explained her and her mother had gotten into it the previous week. It was bad. But it was the same argument they’ve had several time. Elinor wanted Merida to go to a elite school for business (Brown, MIT, Stanford, ect.) to learn the proper trade. So she could take over the business. Of course, Merida did go to school for business. Just not to where Elinor wanted her to go. Rather, she attended the local university with Hiccup.

She was tired of it. She just wanted to stay in the school she was content with along with one of her best friends that her mother didn’t seem to wholly aprove of for some reason. She asked for something to change her fate and her mother. So, in her anger and frustration, she played the flute.

Nothing happened. Nothing changed. after a few days, she came to the conclusion the magic might have worn off or it never worked in the first place or maybe she just played it wrong. Either way, after a few days she figured nothing happen. But that very day, when they got to the campsite… Merida felt something was wrong. She didn’t say anything. Her and Hiccup set up camp and went for a hike. Of course she brought her bow and arrow for target practice (her targets were still hung throughout the forest and trails). After walking for about an hour, that was when they heard it. The great roar of a mighty bear. Of course, that could be possible. The forest was cleared out specifically for camping. There weren’t any dangerous animals, the rangers made sure of that during the open seasons. During winter, they left it. Spring, before they opened, they would go through the forest and clear out any bears (tranq and animal control—they were moved safely and harmlessly).

So, of course it came as a surprise for Hiccup. But it was Merida’s horror. Merida instantly recognized the haunting roar of Mor’du. He was a bear that roamed their area of Scotland for centuries. The legend was that he used to be a prince. He was vicious and cruel and wanted nothing more than to become king. but he was the second born out of his four brothers. His wife had heard him conspiring to kill his brother and went to a witch for help, asking for help to make sure her husband would not become king in such a way. She was given a cake to feed him and when he ate it, he became a bear. This was not what the princess had intended. In his fit of rage and confusion, he tried to kill her. His younger brother stepped in and saved her by luring the bear deep into the forest. Attempts to slay the beast we futile. He remained strong, alive, and furious with his wife for what she had done to him.

Merida wasn’t quite sure about the last part. That was part of the legend, but she was certain he had lost himself through the years and was nothing more than a steroid-fueled beast. Now, this animal, whenever it caught the scent of the DunBroch family, seemed to go after them. Their first encounter with this beast they thought was nothing but a legend was when Merida was three. She had wandered just a little ways away from her family while they were out at the park and found herself in the surrounding forest. That was when he attacked. That attack took Fergus’s leg. Merida could hardly remember it. She was much too young. The family took it as a freak bear attack, not quite realizing it was Mor’du at the time.

Then it attacked again when she was four. And again when she was seven. When she was ten. Thirteen—twice in three months. Finally, the last was at sixteen and her family decided it was time to move across the ocean to escape it. Spending summers in Ireland and going to boarding school in England did not do much to keep the bear away. It would find them. One, he even found them while they were in Glasgow.

And now Merida summoned it to America.

When Merida finished her story, she had finished her mug of tea that Rapunzel offered. Hiccup sat with his arms crossed, a worried frown on his face. Jack noticed the boy seemed to be waiting for something. Merida had already told Hiccup all of this. When? And why him? Yet, Jack wasn’t surprised that if she shared it with anyone, she shared it with this engineer-slash-dragon trainer.

Rapunzel went to get another mug of tea for Merida when the doorbell rang. Hiccup offered to get it. When he stood up to answer the door, Jack rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“I think I know what you’re dealing with here,” he said. “I mean, if the legends are true.”

“One of your kind?” Merida offered.

Jack shook his head. “No, it’s not a Legend Immortal. It’s a cursed man. Other campers saw him, right? And your family didn’t believe in him when you first saw him, right? I mean, I’m sure when you were four you haven’t heard of this legend. So, you’re dealing with a man.”

Merida blinked, not quiet understanding him. “A… man. Jack, I’m pretty certain it’s a bear.”

“Well, he used to me human, right? He was cursed.” Jack explained, looking up. He stopped. A tall woman stood behind the couch Merida made herself comfortable on. Hiccup shifted uneasily behind her, looking anywhere but at Merida or Jack.

Merida noticed Jack’s gaze and followed it. She stood up hastily, stumbling back. “Mum?! What are you doing here?”

“Your friend Harald called me and told me what happened. Are you alright? I rushed over as soon as I got the call.” Elinor was not like Jack had ever seen her. She rushed around the couch to hold Merida’s face, searching for any hint of an injury.

“Mum, I’m fine!” Merida pulled away from her, rounding on Hiccup. “You called her?!”

“I called your house and the office.” Hiccup explained, if only a little hesitantly. “I figured they should know what’s going on. I mean, it does involve all of your family. I… I dunno, I wanted them to be prepared. Mrs. DunBroch was the one that answered.”

“I appreciate your concern, Harald.” Elinor said sincerely. “Come on, Merida, we’re going home.”

“No, Mum!” Merida pulled away before Elinor could grab for her. “I want to end this one and for all! I know where he is and I want to stop this for good! We’re not running anymore!”

“And what are you going to do, Merida? We’ve tried everything.” Elinor urged.

Merida rolled her eyes, pacing herself away from Elinor, towards Hiccup. She glared at him. “What did you call her for? We could have handled this.”

“Because what if we tried?” Hiccup crossed his arms. “What if we tried and you ended up worse?” He pinched his nose. “I called her before I got here. I called her when I was terrified that Jack didn’t get you to Rapunzel on time. I called her when I was scared it was too late for her to save you.”

“Merida, what is he talking about?” Elinor asked.

At that moment, Rapunzel entered the room. She looked between Merida and Elinor, both fuming and stubborn. The blonde pressed her lips together and held out the mug meant for Merida. “Tea, Mrs. DunBroch?”

“No thank you, dear, we’re just leaving.”

Merida made a noise of frustration. She wrenched herself away from Elinor, scrambling to stand behind Jack’s chair. The red-head glared at Hiccup who only scowled back, his lips pressed tight.

“Merida, stop acting like a child!”

“No, Mum!” Merida clutched the back of the chair. “It’s time to be brave! Jack knows what we’re up against. He can tell us how to beat him! We can finally live without worrying about the next Mor’du attack.”

“What would he know?” Elinor gave a vague gesture of exasperation. “And why would you tell them?”

Merida snorted. “You think we’re the only ones that deal with this stuff?” Merida laughed humorlessly. “You think the world is so tiny. Mum, what you don’t know… what you’ll never see could fill tomes. And we’ve only just touched the surface. Dragons and magic flowers and winter spirits… Mum, we need help. Jack can help us.”

Jack rubbed his temples. He had been in the middle of mother-daughter fights. Susan and Sophie had a few, yes. But never quite to the extent of Elinor and Merida. Both were thick-headed and thought their way was the only way. And here was was, dragged into this. He didn’t want to come between them.

“What you’re up against is just a man who’s been cursed.” Jack said loudly. That quieted any raise in voices. He didn’t look at either of them. “It explains why you guys could see him and why those campers could. He’s not magical on his own. The best way to get him off your back is to break the curse.”

“Don’t tell me true love’s kiss.” Merida snorted.

“No.” Jack replied, unamused. “Curses never have anything to do with love. Actually, sometimes they require sacrifice of innocence to break them. You know, like blood of a child and the like.” Jack winced. He never liked the idea of having to deal with a curse. He hoped he never would have had to deal with one. Curses were dark magic, nothing like the magic he was used to handling. “The best way to find out how to break this curse is to talk to a witch or wizard. I’m no expert at magic.”

“You’re speaking non-sense.” Elinor frowned.

“You have a bear that magically never dies, even when your husband and daughter shot it with guns and arrows, and was transported across an ocean via a magic flute.” Jack said flatly. “But you can’t believe that there’s such thing as witches and wizards or curses?”

“It’s just—it’s—”

Jack spoke over her. “I know two who we can go to.” he lowered his voice when he was certain nobody was going to interrupt him. “A wizard called Ombric in Siberia. And…” Jack raised his eyebrow at Merida. “Auntie Julie. Who is much closer, though in the same forest as a crazed bear. I’m thinking you and your mom go home. Hiccup and I can go ask her, since it’s not after us. It’s after you guys.”

“No,” Merida rounded the couch, turning her glare to Jack. “No, you and me are going. Hiccup stays out of this. I’d say you, too, Frosty, but I need your information. This is your realm and I need in.”

Jack couldn’t help but chortle, rubbing the back of his head. “And you know, just a year ago, I thought being human was going to be beautifully boring.” He stood up. “You three just keep dragging me in, don’t you?” He grinned playfully at Hiccup, Merida, and Rapunzel. Rapunzel giggled. “What are you laughing about, Princess? Next, I’m going to be saving you from a tower.”

Hiccup was clearly trying not to smile. He was too mad to smile. The fact Merida wanted to keep him out of this was not okay with him. Jack understood.

“So,” Jack turned to Merida. “Hawkeye, we have one of two choices. Hiccup and I go see Auntie Julie. Or, you can try and convince Hiccup to let us borrow Toothless to fly to Russia. Good luck. I’ve got to call Jamie and/or Sophie about this so they don’t freak out.”

“Jack, we can just drive—”

“I’m not going anywhere near that forest with you.” Jack said with finality. “You’re my friend and we’re not trekking through that place what with a bear that wants to kill you. No, that might be considered murder, right? You two—” Jack motioned between Merida and Hiccup, then made eye contact with Elinor. “—three,” he corrected himself, “deck it out. Punzel, let’s leave them to it.”

Jack linked arms with Rapunzel, walking with her to the kitchen. She still held a mug of tea in her hands. Her expression was pensive as the two of them sat at the bar. Jack pulled out his phone and dialed Jamie first. He didn’t pick up. Sophie didn’t either, but she called back after just a few minutes.

“Jack, I’m in class.” she said with a hint of urgency. “Don’t tell me about the triplets’ prank right now.”

“Hi, Sophie!” Rapunzel chimed in when Jack handed the phone to her, asking her to put it on speaker phone. The blonde set the phone on the marble. “Sorry I missed class.”

“… Oh god, who’s dying?”

The two raised eyebrows at each other. Of course that would be the first assumption the girl made. And somehow, Jack and Rapunzel lost the heart to tell her what was going on. Jack summoned the courage and explained to her what happened and where he was going. Voices were raising in the next room. Jack was beginning to regret leaving them to their own devices.

This wasn’t how he planned his new life going. But even before the whole Thor incident, Jack promised to protect his friends. He just hoped this time there would be no lost limbs and no angry gods. Hopefully, breaking this curse would not involve a heavy sacrifice.

When he finished telling Sophie what was happening, the fighting in the next room became dangerously quiet. Rapunzel and Jack looked over their shoulders, uncertain of what was happening. Sophie hummed thoughtfully.

“Well… you guys know me. I’m a lazy procrastinator,” she said, her voice shaking. It was clear she was scared and trying to act brave. “But… from the sound of it, it looks like you have a lot of time before Mor’du comes back for Merida.”

“Yeah, but,” Jack frowned. Oh, god, she was right. There really wasn’t any urgency. Of course, that didn’t mean they could put it behind them and call it a day. But that didn’t mean they had to find a solution right now. They could think all this over. Come up with a plan. Strategize. ”But… Aunt Julie. What she said still bothers me. She said Merida already escaped her fate. What the hell does that mean? Is Merida really fated to get mauled by this thing? Sophie… I don’t…”

“I know, Jack,” Sophie assured him. “I don’t want her to get hurt either. You know I love her. And I love you and Hiccup. And you, too, Rapunzel.” she added. “But I don’t think this is an immediate concern. We can plan this all out and do this properly. You didn’t have to be an ass and set the wolves on each other. You all are in a panic, I get it. But… go in there. Calm them all down. Remind them there’s time. If Aunt Julie moved bases in that time, you know there’s always your wizard friend in Siberia that can help.”

Jack rubbed his forehead and smiled. “You know, for a girl that always go to Jamie for help or advice, you do have your brilliant moments, Sophie.”

She paused a beat. “I think my psychology class is working.”

”Since when did you become the voice of reason?” Rapunzel asked with a smirk.

“Since Jack sometimes needs telling what an ass he’s being.” Sophie stated smoothly. “Go clean up your mess, jerkface.”

“You’re so nice.” Jack chuckled.

“Besides, if you guys want to do it the easy way, couldn’t you take Toothless and…—? You know what forget I said anything because it’s a bad idea and just ignore me. My moment of clarity is gone. HEY! You know what’s a good idea? Bringing everyone over for dinner! On your way home, pick up some more pork chops, will you? Laura was going to make some tonight and you know how good they are! Heck, invite Mrs. DunBroch, too! Invite the DunBrock clan! We can all talk this over during a nice meal. And Jamie might have some good ideas! I’ll see you here, right, Punzel?”

“Of course!”

“Good. Bye! Oh, and Jack?” He stopped to listen to her. “I don’t think Cupid would like that you threw a wrench in the gears, if you know what I mean. Wait. I don’t even know what I mean. Bad metaphor.”

“I’m sure he’s dealt with worse than a spat.” Jack snorted. “And why are you even bringing this up? This is the least of our worries. The DunBrochs have a bear after them and you’re thinking of Cupid’s games. We’ll talk about it later. Get back to class.”

“Well, class is already over, jerk.” She sighed. “I missed most of it thanks to you.” Her voice became faint. “Oh, hey Adrian. … Jack and Rapunzel. … Pfft! That’s funny.” She came back to them. “Guys, I gotta go. Make sure they come over, alright? Don’t forget the pork chops!” She hung up.

Rapunzel furrowed her brows. “Cupid?”

“I’ll explain later.” Jack waved it off as he pocketed his phone.

The two apprehensively entered the living room. There was glares all around and Jack realized just how bad an idea it was to let them fight. But, he supposed they all let out their steam. So, maybe they would listen to reason (Sophie’s reason).

Hiccup sat on the back of a chair, back turned to the room as he stroked Toothless’s snout. He neverminded that Elinor would not be able to see the dragon. Jack could see how rigid he was. He had it. The dragon trainer had left the argument first.

Merida and Elinor were glaring at each other. Merida turned to Jack; if looks could kill, Jack would be a pile of ashes.

“So, um, Sophie invited everyone to diner.” Jack said uncertainly, not exactly knowing where to start. He felt as if all the urgency had left him after talking with the girl.

“More like demanded.” Rapunzel added helpfully.

“Of course you’d bring Sophie into this,” Merida huffed.

“Jamie didn’t pick up.” Jack shot back. “And, if you forgot, they’re actually normal, unlike us. Perspective, Merida.”

“Fine, whatever. But we don’t have time for ‘diner.’ We have to—”

“We have a ton of time.” Jack reminded her. “You said so yourself. Mor’du attacks every couple of years, so… why don’t we take some time and figure this out the smart way.”

“But—” Elinor tried to interject.

“I want your family to be safe,” Jack promised her. “We need to think of the best way to do that.”

And that was how they all landed in a tiny apartment, eating with mismatched plates and silverware at whatever surface was available. The triplets were left with a babysitter and Fergus was possibly the most confused out of everyone there. Hiccup was angry with Merida and Merida was just angry. Jamie seemed amused at the whole situation and Sophie sat, rubbing her temples, and telling herself that it was okay to be in a crowd. She needed to calm down.

But, it was during this dinner that everyone came to understand the situation from every angle. Each person having a chance to tell their side of the story. Each given a chance to offer their services to a family in danger. When Jack offered a few solutions, Fergus and Elinor became very skeptical. They didn’t believe him when he said he had been around for a long time and knew what hew as talking about. They couldn’t believe that Mor’du was just a cursed man. Jack cursed the dumb adult logic that clouded them from really seeing the truth. Even with so much proof before them, they had trouble believing anything.

But, at the end of the night, they had come up with a plan. They could put it into effect, even if Fergus and Elinor didn’t agree to it completely. It seemed crazy, it seemed illogical, and how could it possible ever work?

And, by the end of the night, Merida and Hiccup were back on good terms.

kiss-my-aspergers: foxstitches: serasquatch: berserkasfuckk: ...

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:01:15 -0400

kiss-my-aspergers:

foxstitches:

serasquatch:

berserkasfuckk:

Matilda

I was rewatching this movie the other day and got up to the point where she and Miss Honey meet for the first time in the classroom, and she mentions that her favorite author is Charles Dickens.

And, like, I always thought they namedropped him in order to make her sound intellectual, but it occurred to me really suddenly and violently that the reason she loves Dickens is because he writes about children who live in abusive systems and who’ve been orphaned or abandoned and she finds comfort and solidarity in it. Miss Honey’s reacts the way she does because Dickens is special to her, likely for the same exact reason. WOW DUH.

ONLY GETTING THIS LIKE 15 YEARS LATER. ALL ABOARD THE SLOW MOBILE.

omG

If it’s any consolation, I’m pretty sure 70% of the people reblogging this also didn’t realise this until you said it. Myself included.

wonderings~

Tue, 21 May 2013 16:01:29 -0400

baby-tooth-on-redbull:

askpitchandjack:

i just realised…the gauridans are like tumblr bloggers:

they all need followers:

otherwise they aren’t seen:

and the more followers they have…the more power they have:

.

….

….and the more visible they are:

manny take the PRNDL!

bonnetbeerbowlegsbrother: Happy 30th Birthday, Moose! I feel...

Tue, 21 May 2013 12:01:36 -0400

bonnetbeerbowlegsbrother:

Happy 30th Birthday, Moose!

I feel like I should apologise for this

evelmiina: It’s not one of my better pictures, but I made this...

Tue, 21 May 2013 08:01:08 -0400

evelmiina:

It’s not one of my better pictures, but I made this tutorial along with it back then…In the end I wasn’t very happy with the picture itself (I tweaked it after the last part of tutorial), so I didn’t even want to post this tutorial but…

Still, I hope these are of any help to anyone learning to use Photoshop. I made this because I feel like lot of artists could use some shortcuts to get to the results they want, and I remember learning to use polygonal lasso and clipping mask layers made my process lot faster. Lot of people also ask what brushes I use, though 90% of the time I use default Photoshop brushes with my own adjustments to them.

This process may also give a hint on how to improve compositions and designs, since if you first off hone the lineart too much, it may end up restricting your creative process a lot.

geekygirlexperience: thatsassyarchangel: mistress-of-the-night:...

Tue, 21 May 2013 04:00:56 -0400

geekygirlexperience:

thatsassyarchangel:

mistress-of-the-night:

thereisno-good-or-evil:

100% DONE.

Why would you make this?!

Dr. Jones and Dr. Free are back in Rage Quit: Surgeon...

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:01:02 -0400

Dr. Jones and Dr. Free are back in Rage Quit: Surgeon Simulator 2013. [x]

“Hurricane” Doesn’t really have to do with...

Mon, 20 May 2013 16:20:56 -0400

“Hurricane”

Doesn’t really have to do with hurricanes, it was just kind of rainy yesterday. Always nice weather for photography. Really makes the bright colors pop.

the-guardian-of-fun: julialost: Four Stage of Jack Frost (The...

Mon, 20 May 2013 16:01:29 -0400

the-guardian-of-fun:

julialost:

Four Stage of Jack Frost

(The last panel is the Winter Prince, who belongs to the awesome The-Guardian-of-Fun)

((This is really beautiful & creative. I am very honored Winter Prince made the cut here 8’>))

Yahoo Back On Top After Purchasing Millions Of 13-Year-Old Girls’ Blogs

Mon, 20 May 2013 13:47:01 -0400

SUNNYVALE, CA—Finally overcoming competition from the likes of Google, Microsoft, and AOL, internet corporation Yahoo firmly re-secured its place as an industry leader after Sunday’s purchase of millions of blogs written by 13-year-old girls. “While Yahoo has seen its share of struggles over the years, the company’s acquisition of over 100 million blogs written by middle-school females before bedtime has already majorly revitalized the company’s brand,” said BCG consultant Timothy Shore, praising the $1.1 billion purchase of web pages filled with complaints about parents, speculation about cute boys in school, and photos of Robert Pattinson. “Yahoo is looking to the future here, and tying the entire life of their company to a bunch of pubescent girl bloggers was the smart move.” Yahoo has projected that 13-year-old Melissa Wheeler’s blog, mellisasworld.tumlbr.com, would eventually pull in over $2.3 billion for the company. -The Onion

bakakhee: there’s only room enough for one miku around here

Mon, 20 May 2013 12:01:48 -0400

bakakhee:

there’s only room enough for one miku around here

themoonsavedme: I can’t stop laughing. This is so relatable it...

Mon, 20 May 2013 08:01:17 -0400

themoonsavedme:

I can’t stop laughing. This is so relatable it hurts

space-pics: An amazing solar flare from this...

Mon, 20 May 2013 04:00:54 -0400

space-pics:

An amazing solar flare from this morning
http://space-pics.tumblr.com/

instagram: Chasing Art, Adding Artists with @joshuabgeyer Want...

Sun, 19 May 2013 20:01:11 -0400

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instagram:

Chasing Art, Adding Artists with @joshuabgeyer

Want to learn more about street art in NYC? Be sure to follow Joshua @joshuabgeyer and artists @jr, @aakashnihalani, @alicepasquini, @oleknycand @kennyscharfon Instagram

Since modern graffiti first appeared on the subways in the 1970s, New York City has been a hub for street art. In the past, many of the artists behind these works chose to protect their identities and remain anonymous for fear of consequences, but the tide is changing as the art form gains more popular acceptance.

New York photographer Joshua Geyer (@joshuabgeyer) unveils the layers of anonymity with Instagram. Committed to visually documenting the city’s street art, Joshua uses Instagram and his knowledge of the street art community to connect his followers with artists. “Just seeing and photographing the art wasn’t enough for me. I wanted to know who did this piece, who put that sticker there, or how long did that mural take, etc…I became obsessed with learning as much as I could,” he explains. “And I always add context to my pictures so others can learn from me and know the artists behind the work.”

By adding artists on Instagram to his photos and mentioning them in his captions and comments, Joshua’s followers can discover new artists and the artists themselves can source photos of their work from the Instagram community. “I am a strong believer of giving credit where credit is due,” he explains. “My followers love seeing new work from new artists and the artists love having new people appreciate their gifts. It really is a win-win situation and it makes me happy to be able to help make that connection.”

balcil: thebestbloginthewholeworld: c2ndy2c1d: nat-thebaseball...

Sun, 19 May 2013 17:17:29 -0400

balcil:

thebestbloginthewholeworld:

c2ndy2c1d:

nat-thebaseballbrat:

“… will let it continue to operate as an independent business.”

Here you my followers.

calm your titties~ <3

Oh, good… *Sighs so loud that anyone in a ten mile radius can hear me*

So all this means is that Tumblr got over a billion dollars and they still get to do whatever they want.

Friendly reminder that

orderlybunker:

Tumblr will remain independent

Yahoo bought it because Tumblr was getting too expensive

The only thing changing will be the one’s legally owning Tumblr

There will remain absolutely no restrictions on gifs/fics/pictures/edits/porn/terms and conditions

The terms and conditions will remain the same

Tumblr’s options were to shut Tumblr down or get funds

ThE lAyOuT iS nOt ChAnGiNg

DEAR WRITERS:

Sun, 19 May 2013 16:01:49 -0400

ryface:

IT’S OKAY TO USE “SAID” A WHOLE DAMN BUNCH.

IT’S OKAY TO USE PRONOUNS REPEATEDLY SO LONG AS YOU STRUCTURE YOUR SENTENCES SO AS TO KEEP IT FROM BEING CONFUSING

FUCK, IT’S EVEN OKAY TO USE COMMON SAYINGS AND CLICHES SPARINGLY.

DON’T PURPLE UP YOU PROSE JUST BECAUSE YOU THINK IT’S NOT OKAY TO DO THESE THINGS BECAUSE IT IS

DON’T TAKE AWAY FROM YOUR PLOT TO MAKE ULTIMATELY UNIMPORTANT DETAILS OF YOUR NARRATION LOOK FLASHIER.

accidentally opens undesired program *heart races as i try to force quit before it can fully...

Sun, 19 May 2013 15:55:10 -0400

*accidentally opens undesired program* *heart races as i try to force quit before it can fully open*

lilyjoy30-impala: sparklyanimetears: I went on Google to look...

Sun, 19 May 2013 15:50:49 -0400

lilyjoy30-impala:

sparklyanimetears:

I went on Google to look up more about this Yahoo buying Tumblr nonsense, and one of the comments on the article said this.