August212014
chiibinomonodamon:

mhd-hbd:

cancerously:

treasurewisesilliness:

This is Japan in a nutshell.  Forget all the crazy stuff with the weird tv programs and the cosplaying—that’s just the outer shell that gets attention because it’s unusual.  This, this is the beauty of the country.  I’ve had little grandmothers chase me down because I dropped my shinkansen tickets.  In amusement parks, the attendants do their upmost to get lost items (usually cardigans or kids’ shoes) back to the owners—before the owners even realize they’d lost said item(s). I’ve had complete strangers not only give my thorough directions but have offered to drive me to the place I needed to go.
It is so, so, so hard to go back to the States after you get the J-treatment. I mean, Japan has its downside (“What is this madness you call pizza???”), but the general attitudes of everyone—even the so-called hardcore yankees (two of whom who, on a blazing summer day, helped me find one of my schools when I was heinously lost in the labyrinth that is the neighborhood in which said school is located)—is the epitome of the mindset that I wish everyone would adopt. Because yelling at people gets you nowhere. And being able to empathize with people kinda helps make this country a really nice place to live in.

Okay, I don’t usually add on to posts, but let me tell you a story.
Back in 2008 I traveled to Japan with my high school, and because it was the 20 year anniversary of our “sister city” partnership, the mayor of our sister city paid for our entire group to go to Tokyo Disney Sea. We were all elated, got in when the park opened, rushed to do everything we could.
Well, there’s a little ride near the front of their Tomorrowland where you ride around on a little rollercoaster-style pod. Kind of like bumper cars meets the disney tea cup ride but it’s also in water. It’s wicked fun and even though it was November, my friends and I were all willing to go on. One of my friends was wearing a scarf her host family had knitted for her, and on one of the turns of the ride, it flew off her neck and we watched in horror as it drifted across the water and got sucked under another pod carrying people.
We get to the end of the ride and explain to the attendants what happened, and as soon as she lets slip it’s from family, they all but rocket into action. They shut down the whole ride, and not only did they get the scarf out of the machinery, they blow-dried it for us so she could wear it again. It was freaking remarkable.
People in Japan are hella nice, yo. It meant a lot then, and even 5 years later, it still means a lot now. 

Japan is so densely packed with people, that if they had american attitudes a civil war would erupt.

I got lost in Tokyo and was able to rely on two guys on bikes to guide me back to my hotel.
In Harajuku, I complimented a lolita girl and asked her if there was a store nearby where I could buy clothes like that and she took me all the way down  the street to it!

chiibinomonodamon:

mhd-hbd:

cancerously:

treasurewisesilliness:

This is Japan in a nutshell.  Forget all the crazy stuff with the weird tv programs and the cosplaying—that’s just the outer shell that gets attention because it’s unusual.  This, this is the beauty of the country.  I’ve had little grandmothers chase me down because I dropped my shinkansen tickets.  In amusement parks, the attendants do their upmost to get lost items (usually cardigans or kids’ shoes) back to the owners—before the owners even realize they’d lost said item(s). I’ve had complete strangers not only give my thorough directions but have offered to drive me to the place I needed to go.

It is so, so, so hard to go back to the States after you get the J-treatment. I mean, Japan has its downside (“What is this madness you call pizza???”), but the general attitudes of everyone—even the so-called hardcore yankees (two of whom who, on a blazing summer day, helped me find one of my schools when I was heinously lost in the labyrinth that is the neighborhood in which said school is located)—is the epitome of the mindset that I wish everyone would adopt. Because yelling at people gets you nowhere. And being able to empathize with people kinda helps make this country a really nice place to live in.

Okay, I don’t usually add on to posts, but let me tell you a story.

Back in 2008 I traveled to Japan with my high school, and because it was the 20 year anniversary of our “sister city” partnership, the mayor of our sister city paid for our entire group to go to Tokyo Disney Sea. We were all elated, got in when the park opened, rushed to do everything we could.

Well, there’s a little ride near the front of their Tomorrowland where you ride around on a little rollercoaster-style pod. Kind of like bumper cars meets the disney tea cup ride but it’s also in water. It’s wicked fun and even though it was November, my friends and I were all willing to go on. One of my friends was wearing a scarf her host family had knitted for her, and on one of the turns of the ride, it flew off her neck and we watched in horror as it drifted across the water and got sucked under another pod carrying people.

We get to the end of the ride and explain to the attendants what happened, and as soon as she lets slip it’s from family, they all but rocket into action. They shut down the whole ride, and not only did they get the scarf out of the machinery, they blow-dried it for us so she could wear it again. It was freaking remarkable.

People in Japan are hella nice, yo. It meant a lot then, and even 5 years later, it still means a lot now. 

Japan is so densely packed with people, that if they had american attitudes a civil war would erupt.

I got lost in Tokyo and was able to rely on two guys on bikes to guide me back to my hotel.

In Harajuku, I complimented a lolita girl and asked her if there was a store nearby where I could buy clothes like that and she took me all the way down  the street to it!

(Source: sinnumero, via glenumbra)

August162014
1PM

How do you groom your fantastic eyebrows? (x)

(Source: elvenroyals, via the-hobbit)

August152014

Okay but if we’re having Downton zombies, can they be In The Flesh style zombies? Thomas is already pale enough.

And there’s a great parallel there between the downtrodden working class and the mistreatment of Partially Deceased Syndrome sufferers.

Has someone written that fic yet?

August142014
maggie-stiefvater:

This is what will be in every copy of Blue Lily, Lily Blue pre-ordered from Fountain Bookstore.*
*yes, only from Fountain; the logistics are impossible otherwise ** they ship worldwide *** the release date is October 21, so a preorder is any day before that day

maggie-stiefvater:

This is what will be in every copy of Blue Lily, Lily Blue pre-ordered from Fountain Bookstore.*

*yes, only from Fountain; the logistics are impossible otherwise
** they ship worldwide
*** the release date is October 21, so a preorder is any day before that day

August72014

heavenlyeros:

peacock Maglor! absolutely lovely lines by likes-drawing-elves, colours by me. I had so much fun with this and I hope I did this cutie pie justice. full drawing can be found here, the lineart is here.

just look at how pretty his face is *w*)/ long live the makapeacock

(via tolkienreadalong)

1PM
August52014

(Source: rooneymara, via queer-sansa)

1PM

am-i-sherlock-yet:

iamburdenedwithgloriousbatman:

johnlockisreal:

pernillo:

some-atoms:

jaymeeboh:

Guys, seriously: as a fandom, we need to come together and agree not to leak things like this. I mean, home video of Martin Freeman taking a bath? That’s fucking sick, you guys. Respect his privacy. I expect better of you, Sherlockians.

Yeah I hate to be the killjoy here, but the man is just trying to have a bath in peace. It’s obviously already a struggle for him as it is, seeing as he’s too short to reach the taps, so please stop reblogging this. His BAFTA doesn’t give him this shit. 

I know I should respect his privacy, but LOOK at him. Martin Freeman in the tub. If he didn’t want it to get out, he shouldn’t have made it. Sorry, but that’s my opinion and I stand by it. 

I’m sorry fandom, this is taking things to the next level. Celebrities are people too. We should respect his privacy. Whoever posted this makes me sick

Guys… that’s a hedgehog.

image

(via aranelmereneth)

9AM

Stages in an obsession with a fictional relationship…

Stage 1: Read all the fanfic you can find about character A/character B.

Stage 2: Get a new pet you name A, B, or (bonus points) both.

Stage 3: Stop reading all the fanfic about A/B because it’s weird with your pet(s) A and/or B right there watching you.

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