Monday, July 28, 2014
guyrim:

dezeen:

The “first man-made biological leaf” could enable humans to colonise space»

if you aren’t hyped about synthetic life and colonizing space then get out of my face

guyrim:

dezeen:

The “first man-made biological leaf” could enable humans to colonise space»

if you aren’t hyped about synthetic life and colonizing space then get out of my face

Hinny according to J.K. Rowling (July 16, 2005, interview by Mugglenet and Leaky Cauldron)

hinnyandginnylover:


"The plan was, which I really hope I fulfilled, is that the reader, like Harry, would gradually discover Ginny as pretty much the ideal girl for Harry. She’s tough, not in an unpleasant way, but she’s gutsy.

"Yeah, size is no guarantee of power," said George. "Look at Ginny."

"What d’ you mean?" said Harry.

"You’ve never been on the receiving end of one of her Bat-Bogey Hexes, have you?"

"He needs to be with someone who can stand the demands of being with Harry Potter, because he’s a scary boyfriend in a lot of ways. He’s a marked man.”

"I didn’t want anyone to talk to me," said Harry, who was feeling more and more nettled.

"Well, that was a bit stupid of you," said Ginny angrily, "seeing as you don’t know anyone but me who’s been possessed by You-Know-Who, and I can tell you how it feels."

Harry remained quite still as the impact of these words hit him. Then he wheeled around.

"I forgot," he said.

"Lucky you," said Ginny coolly.

"I think she’s funny, and I think she’s very warm and compassionate. These are all things that Harry requires in his ideal woman.”

"E is always so thoughtful," purred Fleur adoringly, stroking Bill’s nose.

Ginny mimed vomiting into her cereal behind Fleur. Harry choked over his cornflakes, and Ron thumped him on his back.

A much smaller and warmer hand had enclosed his and was pulling him upward. He obeyed its pressure without really thinking about it. Only as he walked blindly back through the crowd did he realize, from a trace of flowery scent on the air, that it was Ginny who was leading him back into the castle.

"So have you had a good term?"

"Oh, it’s been alright," said Luna. "A bit lonely without the D.A. . Ginny’s been nice, though. She stopped two boys in our Transfiguration class calling me ‘Loony’ the other day—"

"But, I felt - and I’m talking years ago when all this was planned - initially, she’s terrified by his image. I mean, he’s a bit of a rock god to her when she sees him first, at 10 or 11, and he’s this famous boy. ”

The moment she saw Harry, Ginny accidentally knocked her porridge bowl to the floor with a loud clatter. Ginny seemed very prone to knocking things over whenever Harry entered a room. She dived under the table to retrieve the bowl and emerged with her face glowing like the setting sun.

"So Ginny had to go through a journey as well. And rather like with Ron, I didn’t want Ginny to be the first girl that Harry ever kissed. That’s something I meant to say, and it’s kind of tied in. One of the ways in which I tried to show that Harry has done a lot of growing up - in "Phoenix", remember when Cho comes into the compartment and he thinks, "I wish I could have been discovered sitting with better people”, basically? He’s with Luna and Neville.”

Harry slumped back in his seat and groaned. He would have liked Cho to discover him sitting with a group of very cool people laughing their heads off at a joke he had just told; he would not have chosen to be sitting with Neville and Loony Lovegood, clutching a toad and dripping in Stinksap.

"So literally the identical thing happens in "Prince", and he’s with Luna and Neville again, but this time, he was grown up, and as far as he’s concerned he is with two of the coolest people on the train. They may not look that cool. Harry has really grown.”

"People expect you have cooler friends than us," said Luna, once again displaying her knack for embarassing honesty.

"You are cool," said Harry shortly. "None of them was at the Ministry. They didn’t fight with me."

"And I feel that Ginny and Harry, in this book, they are total equals. They are worthy for each other.”

She looked alarmed and angry. Harry knew what was on her mind at once.

Laughing, Harry broke free of the rest of the team and hugged Ginny, but let go very quickly.

 ”You could’ve taken anyone!” said Ron in disbelief over dinner. “Anyone! And you chose Loony Lovegood?”

"Don’t call her that, Ron!" snapped Ginny, pausing behind Harry on her way to join friends. “I’m really glad you’re taking her, Harry, she’s so excited.”

Yet Harry could not help himself talking to Ginny, laughing with her, walking back from practice with her; however, much his conscience ached, he found himself wondering how to get her  on her own.

He could feel Ginny’s eyes on him now but did not meet them; he did not want to see disappointment or anger there.

"Give it a rest, Hermione!" said Ginny, and Harry was so amazed, so grateful, he looked up. “By the sound of it, Malfoy was trying to use an Unforgivable Curse, you should be glad Harry had something good up his sleeve!” 

Harry looked around; there was Ginny running toward him; she had a hard, blazing look in her face as she threw her arms around him. And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her. 

The creature in his chest roaring in triumph, he grinned down at Ginny and gestured wordlessly out of the portrait hole. A long walk in the grounds seemed indicated, during which - if they had time - they might discuss the match.

"You’d think people had better things to gossip about," said Ginny, as she sat on the common-room floor, leaning against Harry’s legs and reading the Daily Prophet. “Three Dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it’s true you’ve got a Hippogriff tattooed across your chest.”

Ron and Hermione both roared with laughter. Harry ignored them. 

"What did you tell her?"

"I told her it’s a Hungarian Horntail," said Ginny, turning a page of the newspaper idly. “Much more macho.”

"Thanks," said Harry, grinning.

"She’s not that bad," said Harry. "Ugly, though," he added hastily, as Ginny raised her eyebrows, and she let out a reluctant giggle.

"They’ve both gone through a big emotional journey, and they’ve really got over a lot of delusions, to use your word, together. So, I enjoyed writing that. I really like Ginny as a character."

Harry looked at Ginny, Ron and Hermione: Ron’s face was screwed up as though the sunlight was blinding him. Hermione’s face was glazed with tears, but Ginny was no longer crying. She met Harry’s gaze with the same hard, blazing look that he had seen when she had hugged him after winning the Quidditch Cup in his absence, and he knew that at that moment they understood each other perfectly, and that when he told her what he was going to do now, she would not say “Be careful”, or “Don’t do it”, but accept his decision, because she would not have expected anything less of him.

ellierratic:

Bless you, Pixar, for taking time to give us bloopers.

(Source: succubustial)

wannabeanimator:

Walt Disney Animation Studios | 1937 - 2014

After seeing this post, I decided to make this. The “Experimental” era is usually referred to as Post-Renaissance. I imagine the Revival is going to continue through this decade. 2015 and beyond films listed are: (left to right) Zootopia, Giants, and Moana.

If you want to read more about each era and how they got their names, click here.

(Source: soy-un-vampido)

(Source: enjol-ras)

asammyg:

How fucked up is the entire concept of The Parent Trap? These parents have twins but want a divorce so they decide their best course of action is to just each take one and never speak to each other again. 

consultingmoosecaptain:

heartsmadeoutofstrings:

Remember all the times that your heart was ripped from your chest?

Disney movies (and others like it) taught us how to love, how to cherish life and how powerful death can be. At a young age, these were very important lessons.

YOU MOTHERFUCKER TOY STORY THREE CAME OUT WHEN I WAS 18 AND I BALWED LIKE A BABY YOUNG AGE MY FOOT

Sunday, July 27, 2014

A Study in Pink / His Last Vow Parallels Masterpost

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The opening nightmare (x)

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Denying the drugs (x)

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Anderson checking for the truth (x)

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The Mind palace stairs (x)

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The Mind palace hallway (x)

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"You can Imagine the Christmas Dinners" (x)

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"I’m a high functioning sociopath. Do Your research" (x)

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What they are willing to do to save the other (x)

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The first and final handshake (x)

(Source: tsundereslasher)

The most basic mobile phone is in fact a communications devices that shames all of science fiction, all the wrist radios and handheld communicators. Captain Kirk had to //tune// his fucking communicator and it couldn’t text or take a photo that he could stick a nice Polaroid filter on. Science fiction didn’t see the mobile phone coming. It certainly didn’t see the glowing glass windows many of us carry now, where we make amazing things happen by pointing at it with our fingers like goddamn wizards.

Warren Ellis » How To See The Future (via ultralaser)

#oh my god everything about this article is hitting me where I live     #forsake manufactured normalacy and look at how extraordinary the world is right now     #there are six people living in space and we can /print/ organs and control satilites with apps     #”Voyager 1 is more than 11 billion miles away and it’s run off 64K of computing power and an eight-track tape deck”     #the internet itself is a goddamn miracle in the making in that humanity—vast swathes of otherwise unconnected humanity—gets together     #to watch cat videos and talk about television and laugh at each other’s jokes     #if the world isn’t thrilling you YOU ARE NOT PAYING ATTENTION     #god     #I’m all     #yeah  (via notbecauseofvictories)

Don’t forget the fact that two robots on another planet have Twitter accounts and people here on Earth can follow them and their discoveries. Astronaut Col. Chris Hadfield—my favorite Canadian—has a Tumblr and posted images from space so that we could see what he was seeing. We can watch videos of galaxies merging on YouTube. And we are making so many scientific discoveries that there’s actually a blog called World Science Festival that details discoveries made each WEEK.

Yes, the world is still fucked up in any number of ways, and the problems need to be fixed. But the world’s also amazing.

(via gehayi)

imagineyouricon:

Imagine your icon being your sole companion in the zombie apocalypse. They have all the powers they have in the movie/game/show they’re from.

halcyonsound:

insenial:

ai-yo:

they saved her life

Y’all don’t understand what this scene means to me. This Christian girl wearing the flower crown and the white bedsheet was going to murder Piper for not kowtowing to her homophobic bullshit. Like, Piper is out here about to get shanked when the inmate counselor is within ear shot and can see what’s about to go down. Piper calls out for help, and the counselor turns his back and leaves, knowing full well that Piper might die. This is what a lot of Pacifists don’t understand: you can not react in a non-violent manner to someone who is trying to kill you. You have to be able to use the appropriate amount of force to disarm them, and thanks to these fantastic women of color, Piper didn’t die. This scene was everything.

I’ve been waiting my whole life for this gif set

(Source: impeerium)

rainymeadows:

somethingpointy:

Vampire doctors that can smell if you have a blood disease.

Werewolf therapy animals for sick kids.

Nature sprite and nymph nurses that always make sure people have pretty flowers to brighten up their white rooms.

Fauns that go around and sing and dance for patients so that they smile.

Nice monster hospitals would be amazing

Someone write a book about this.