whenever i smile really hard at my phone my mom gives me this knowing look like im texting some guy when in reality my otp finally started fucking in the fic im reading
i think this may just be the greatest string of tweets in the history of mankind
I followed his story on tumblr
The original story of the little mermaid is that she must kill the prince in order to be human, and in the end, she loves him too much and kills herself instead.
The artwork is too great not to reblog.
Ok, ok - important expansion: she only has to kill the Prince because the deal was if he fell in love with her she could be human forever, and he didn’t. By which I mean, he was a good person and genuinely nice to her, but he didn’t fall in love. He fell in love with someone else, also perfectly nice - not the seawitch in disguise, fu Disney. The Mermaid is told she can only return to the sea now if she kills the Prince. She goes into the room where he and his lover lie sleeping and they look so beautiful and happy together that she can’t do it.
That’s why she kills herself. And because it was a noble act she returns to sea as foam.
One moral of the story was that women shouldn’t fundamentally change who they are for love of a man, and in theory Han Christian Anderson wrote it for a ballerina with whom he fell in love. She was marrying someone else who wouldn’t let her dance.
Ariel finds herself in Neverland.
I always told people that Ariel had a secret way of swimming to Neverland. How else could these two have become such good friends?
Tumblr, teaching more about rape culture than they do in school
mock-up of a princess vs princess page
shoujo style spontaneous flowers GO
instead of sending me nudes, send me photos of you wearing so many layers of clothes that you can’t even move
Are we really so different that we must be horrified of one of them uncovered, and completely okay with the other?
I fucking love this
i am so horrified with the man uncovered, like have some self respect please
idk why I’m even posting this. i am so frustrated with it and bullshitted all of it past Maliks’ head because altair is a fuckin little bitch and hates being objectified into an arm rest. :I
Pocket angel/conscience Castiel makes all his own clothes. Gabriel buys him scraps and off-cuts of fabric at the local haberdashery. All the shop assistants know Gabriel by sight. They also know he bought a dolls house off ebay. Castiel lives in it and he has a…