8bitrevolver:

This was meant to be a quick warm up, but it turned into a comic that I’ve wanted to draw for a while. This is something that is extremely important to me, and I appreciate it if you read it.

A while ago, I heard a story that broke my heart. A family went a cat shelter to adopt. The daughter fell in love with a 3-legged cat. The father straight up said “absolutely not”. Because he was missing a leg. That cat was that close to having a family that loved him, but the missing leg held him back. Why?!

Many people have the initial instinct of “nope” when they see an imperfect animal. I get it, but less-adoptable does NOT mean less loveable. 9 out of 10 people will choose a kitten over an adult cat. And those 10% that would get an adult cat often overlook “different” animals.

All I want people to do is be open to the idea of having a “different” pet in their lives. Choose the pet that you fall in love with, but at least give all of them a fair shot at winning your heart.

Don’t dismiss them, they deserve a loving home just as much as any other cat. They still purr, they still love a warm lap, they still play, they still love you. Trust me, next time you are in the market for a new kitty, just go over to that one cat that’s missing an eye and see what he’s all about!

royallyvintage:

A guide to common terms used in describing tiaras


For future writing reference :)

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I just realised that my main male protagonist is Helen. Oops.

"Falling in love with yourself first doesn’t make you vain or selfish, it makes you indestructible."

Things I’ll teach my children (via infl4ted)

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I could die tomorrow, I’m eating these weat bix today.

masterpost for writers creating their own worlds, or even just characters

carryonmy-assbutt:

herhmione:

names that have specific meanings

meanings of any names

popular baby names

upper class names

common last names

fancy last names

aristocratic/royal names

random name generator

random place name generator

list of latin words

english to latin translator

english to greek translat

or

greek mythology database

the culture of ancient rome

list of legendary creatures

fantasy name generator

feel free to add in any links!

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Love yourself above all else.

carnivaloftherandom:

glutenfreewaffles:

Ladies of the MCU + Misogyny

"Whatever women do, they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily, this is not difficult." - Charlotte Whitton

AUTO-REBLOGGING FOREVER.

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inthebeginningtherewerelights:

I hadn’t used my camera for a while, so today I took some time to take some photos before the rain set in. They’re not the best shots, and I’m a bit rusty, but I though I’d share them with you anyway x

inthebeginningtherewerelights:

I hadn’t used my camera for a while, so today I took some time to take some photos before the rain set in. They’re not the best shots, and I’m a bit rusty, but I though I’d share them with you anyway x

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Realistically I don’t think I’ll ever have children. I mean, why would I? I could live a life of financial stability. I could buy a nice house, a nice car, build a library in my beautiful house, have 3 cats and a dog, go out for breakfast every morning, and out for dinner whenever I wanted without carting around a screaming toddler. Are there any downsides? Pfft, not likely, if I want to spend time with kids, I’m  sure my friends and my brother will have plenty.

for twenty-year-olds who have never been loved

writingsforwinter:

All of a sudden two decades have passed and you still have not kissed anyone with tongue, or kissed anyone at all for that matter, or had a 3 AM conversation with someone who would rather look into your eyes for ten minutes straight than talk. You have never worn a lover’s sweater or “forgotten” it at home in your bedroom just so you would have an excuse to see them again. You have never even stood face-to-face with someone who makes your hands shake so hard it feels like they’re both having a separate anxiety attack.

This causes you much guilt and self-blame and sadness but above all, an overwhelming curiosity. Are you really that ugly, that unwanted, that uninteresting, that boring, that no one, absolutely no one, has ever looked at you like the only thing on earth?

The answer is no. The better answer is that someone out there, somewhere in the world, is “wondering what it’s like to meet someone like you,” and they have two decades worth of love stored in their veins like a shoot-‘em-up drug, and they’re just about ready to inject it into someone else’s bloodstream. All you have to do is roll up your sleeves and wait for it to happen.

At times you felt so lonely you could stand at the edge of a cliff with nothing beneath you but air and grass and a long, long way down, and you’d still feel emptier than that canyon itself. Maybe you even danced with yourself alone in your room a few times, arms outstretched around a ghost, pretending someone else’s hands were on your waist, someone else’s eyes boring into yours.

Or maybe you fell temporarily in love with strangers on public transportation, fell in love with anybody who so much as accidentally brushed your hand on the way past. For you, falling in love with dozens of people a day was a coping mechanism for not having anyone to love you in return. But people are not eggs and falling in love with a dozen of them does not mean your shell will remain uncracked. One day you’re going to hit the point where you’re so desperate for human contact that you’re going to snap in half and all your love will bleed out like egg yolk.

But someone out there is eating a bowl of Ramen noodles right now, or putting on slippers, or settling into bed. They are doing all the normal things that you’ve done in your own life. They are just like you. They have cellulite and extra fat in all the wrong places and goals and fears and doubts and bad handwriting.

The truth is that they are just like you, and being just like you, they’re looking for a lover too. They’re what you might call a soulmate.

They think they’re all alone in feeling the way they do, but you’re really both two halves of a whole.

And one day you’ll meet them, bump into them on the street, and your two halves will be put together, and you’ll make one.

(via writingsforwinter)

in the beginning there were lights

I would like to cordially invite all of the current followers of welcometotheguillotine to follow my new blog where I will be sharing my photography. I will still be active on this tumblr, but I will be visually present on inthebeginnningtherewerelights.

Thanks in advance guys, I really appreciate your support!

I don’t care how happy you are, I don’t want to know, so please stop telling me.

Watcccch ittttt! I loved this movie when I was but a wee one, and I didn’t watch it again until recently. Love this

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