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Coming into a fandom late

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Role swap au where Zuko was the Avatar who got frozen for a hundred years, so when he’s rescued from the ice instead of a goofy twelve year old Katara catches this mysterious teenager with long hair and a cool scar and a fucking DRAGON

Katara: BOY???? HOT BOY?????? HOT TEENAGE BOY?????????

Zuko: *speaks*

Katara: nevermind I hate him

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Read to the end, you should.

Revealed, the power of meta-fiction will be.

Tears for Yoda, you might. Found this on Mother of All Nerds, I did.

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Librarians characters as Anna Kendrick tweets.

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Because then the Tumblr Venn Diagram of "Interests held by @cannibalcoalition " and "Interests held by @thebibliosphere " would be a perfect circle and the servers would crash due to the divide by zero error that would create.

Tumblr… 

… why are you sending my Flying Nun-related ads? 

It’s just bizarre. 

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Welcome to Night Vale.

Ominous positivity

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Found on a clinic computer in Fallout 76. @thebibliosphere, is this you?

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welcome to the age of female superheroes

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Inspired @connorsquarter ‘s post

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When I got a kindle the first thing I did was buy and download all the official Tamora Pierce books I could find, starting with the Circle and then Circle Opens series.

After that it was Alanna, then Kel, then anyone else I hadn't read about yet.

She is easily one of my favourite authors, alongside Terry Pratchett and Isobelle Carmody.

Have I ever mentioned how much I love, Love, LOVE Daja’s pov in Pierce’s Emelan series? I am a jeweler, and did a ton of metalsmithing in undergrad, so I fangirled during her pov’s because Pierce actually does her homework on the craft.

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Really, @staff ? You're flagging posts of bundles of curtains, rendering chronic health tagged posts invisible, and deleting entire blogs of queer and trans people, but you still can't deal with the actual fucking porn bots?

What the everliving fuck.

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i dont really… WANT… to leave tumblr. ive been here since 2011

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minecraft

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Tumblr: a summary.

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This is a Long Ride 

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So one of the things that cracks me up about Leverage is that Eliot is, as far as I can tell, good at everything. Like they’re like, “Okay Eliot, you have to handle X” and he’s like “[sigh] FINE” and then he owns it.

Thus far just off the top of my head he has been:

a gourmet chef

a star baseball player (when he DOESN’T EVEN LIKE BASEBALL)

a hit country singer/guitar player

knows a ton of languages

has a lot of weirdly specific trivial knowledge that reliably comes in useful

I’m sure in some future episode he will turn out to know how to race cars or breed shih tzus or something (I am only partway into season 3)

(even apart from his skill with beating people up and related hitter talents, which I am not counting because that is the premise of his character)

Plus also he is apparently irresistible to women, a trope that I normally find obnoxious but that I cannot really argue with in this case because I would find him sort of hard to resist. (Hardison is far, far more my type, but Eliot is hot. Also I have a weakness for men with long hair. Well, anybody with long hair really but especially men. I should put ‘having your hair look silky and glossy even after you’ve beaten up fifteen people’ on the list of skills above, I think. I would like to know what conditioner he uses.)

…And all this ought to make his character insufferable. And yet he isn’t. Because he is hands-down the most put-upon member of the team. He may technically be the hitter, but he’s also the one where people are like, “Eliot. You have a bag of jelly beans. Use that to convince them that you are an orca trainer and should be permitted in the tank with the angry Shamu” or “Eliot, we need you to pretend to be an Olympic snowboarder, you have ten minutes to find a snowboard, GO.” 

And then afterwards he puts his head down on the table and moans quietly to himself while getting surprisingly little respect for being able to yank expert cooking/singing/baseball/whatever skills out of his ass.

Oh, Eliot. This is why I want to give you five hundred hugs. 

(This is inspired by having just watched the episode where Eliot has to masquerade as a country music star and gets a fan club in like fifteen minutes. Mr Badger and I had this conversation:

Me: I have figured out who Eliot is.

Mr Badger: Who?

Me: Barbie.

Mr Badger: Elucidate?

Me: He is good at everything, apparently. And Barbie was, what, a doctor, a lawyer, a presidential candidate, an astronaut, a veterinarian–

Mr Badger: –and got shockingly little respect for it.

Me: And had beautiful hair.)