THIS VIDEO IS SO WHOLESOME FOR PRIDE MONTH
The guy in Thor who looked like Jesus
Praise Jesus
reblog if youre not afraid to have jesus on your blog
no yall dont understand canon jesus looks like this
Lol tbh I got a Moses vibe from him
Once I have top surgery I’m going to make up the weirdest stories for why I have scars on my chest.
~ I got attacked by this HUGE rat
~ Knife fight with a 4 year old
~ I don’t know man….It just happened
~What scars there’s nothing there
~ I had a dream about Freddy Krueger, and I woke up with these
~ Never skateboard while trying to knit
~ I sneezed too hard
~ Big Foot does not like to lose at poker
~ Elderly Bingo can get crazy man
~ Dragons are not as friendly as I thought
~ It’s just a cat scratch
~ Don’t fuck around with chopsticks
~ A pirate attacked me
~ just look down at your chest and scream
Best addition
Because why not? ;-)
I don’t think this counts as dancing. Or even skipping really. It’s more of an exagerated waddle
So. Let me tell you about the day I took this video. It was the 1 year anniversary of my open heart surgery. It’s about a year old, and I’d say it’s pretty safe to say I’ve improved since then. In case you don’t agree, let’s take a look at some more at my exaggerated waddling.
Waddle.
Waddle waddle.
*rolls across the floor*
Clearly I am immobilized by my own mass.
Oh wait… that’s not it, is it? It sort of seems like the opposite. Almost as though the ability to dance is based on strength, effort and passion and not on being skinny. Strange concept I know, let’s see if you can wrap your tiny little mind around it.
not to mention she wasnt waddling at all.. That was clearly a jete, chasse, and assemble.. not waddling. ballet…
Yo. Professional ballerina speaking here.
Clearly she is performing a saute arabesque, chasse, step-step, assemble devant with arms in fifth.
And as a teacher too, I can’t find much technically wrong with it at all.
Which means not only is she a gifted dancer, she has a wonderful technical foundation that she is executing properly and with lovely mannerism.
Being a ballerina isn’t about how much you weigh. Give me this girl ANY day for a student or dancer to work with. Clearly she has the knowledge and the passion, which means she will be a joy to work with.
Also, for those of you criticizing, you clearly have NO idea how difficult it is to execute a develope ecarte derriere the way she is at the barre in one of her later photos. This takes YEARS of dedicated training, as well as extensive natural facility, such as turnout, which she clearly demonstrates here.
So maybe before you peons thinking you’re masters of ballet judge dancers based on weight, you should actually learn about ballet and technique. Because if you had, you’d recognize that this girl clearly has technique—unlike your basic asses.
Anonymous asked:
th only conceivable way a 'villain' Lena plot would make sense is lena plotting extravagant & dramatic crimes that end in long intense showdowns w supergirl and never actually come close to harming anyone. kara, bursting into a 5star restaurant: "lena luthor Ive cornered u now!" Lena, conveniently sittin at a candlelit table for 2:"curses u've foiled me again damn u supergirl!! but the real crime would be leaving this seafood platter unfinished! tell me do u like oysters!! do the right thing!!"
wandsmaximoff answered:
me as lena
Who is she,
Dr. Doofenshmirtz?
“You’re trapped! By societal convention! Look! We’re in a fine dining environment. Everyone knows not to throw a scene in a fancy restaurant!”
(please, someone write this)
Lena has sixty different inators that Kara talks her out of using on Supergirl
Lena absolutely using social convention to ‘trap’ Supergirl into not fighting her
- “Not in front of the children, Supergirl! Really, what kind of example are you setting for them?”
- “Supergirl, is this really an appropriate venue for fisticuffs? It’s a hospital. I think not.”
- “It’s a federal holiday, I can’t believe they didn’t give you today off! It’s like they don’t even appreciate everything you do for them!”
- “But Supergirl…It’s my birthday! You wouldn’t fight someone on their birthday, would you?” Supergirl glares at her unsympathetically. “…it’s my birthday…and everyone forgot!” Supergirl’s sternly crossed arms drop a little in sympathy. Alex facepalms. Hard.
- “Surely you wouldn’t punch someone wearing glasses, would you Supergirl?”
“Surely you wouldn’t punch someone wearing glasses, would you Supergirl?” Supergirl sighs. “I don’t care whether or not someone is wearing glasses or not if they’re breaking the law, Miss… who are you, exactly?”
Maggie, from behind the police barrier: ITS LENA LUTHOR, YOU KRYPTONIAN IDIOT
Supergirl: really? I just… she looks so different… I mean…
Maggie, ready to murder them both: for fucks sake Supergirl she’s wearing glasses with her hair styled differently that’s not a good disguise
some stuff isn’t just a trope, you know? in the movies, we’re introduced to women who are “experts” who have trained for years, who live and breathe and are willing to die for whatever the male main character has never even experienced before. and then he takes the reigns and upstages her, instantly, with a little bit of friendly bewilderment because, come on, it’s not antifeminist, he’s just good, he’s standing there having shown he’s actually more powerful than she’ll ever be - and we buy it. and then we go home and when we live and breathe something we still ask ourselves. “am i actually good at this? or is some fool going to walk into this presentation eighteen minutes in and offer a sarcastic and biting correction?” we wait for the man to show up and prove that, despite awards and training and an excellent job position, we’re actually just secretly incompetent.
the trope isn’t just setting up for us “this man is good at what he does” – the fact that the trope demands our male hero upstage the woman says: even an incompetent man will always be better than the best woman. he could have upstaged the sage boss or whatever other male in power exists in the movie. but he doesn’t. he upstages the woman to earn his pack order because she is, intrinsically, the weakest link. the real fight will be man against man. it always is.
and i wish, i wish it stopped outside of the theater. but the number of men who try (gently) to assure me that they’re actually better at what i have multiple degrees and years of experience in - it tells me it worked. men are always looking to be the hero, to interrupt, to upstage, to flip the woman on her back and expose her to all your fellow men - see! for someone who has been doing this forever, she’s just another woman. i am reminded by a man this is called mansplaining. i said “it’s a system of silencing women” and he said, “no, it’s just an accident.” in the movie, he sees himself pointing to my equation on the board, having just walked in. “here’s the flaw,” he says. in the real life, i’m too frustrated to speak. in the movie, he’s inevitably right.
elle woods flipping her hair and saying what, like it’s hard? was a funny line. it’s funny because in every other movie, it’s said by a guy.
HAHAHA HOLY SHIT WE WERE LOOKING AT PICTURES OF SURGERIES IN CLASS AND ALL THE GUYS WERE HOOTING AT THE SLICED BREAST ONES AND THEN THE TEACHER SWITCHED TO A PENIS PIC WHERE IT WAS CUT OPEN AND SOME 300LB JOCK DOUCHEBAG FAINTED RIGHT OUT OF HIS CHAIR BOYS ARE WEAK BOYS ARE FUCKING WEAK
you mean to tell me
that there was a god damn CUT OPEN BOOB
IN SURGERY
AND BOYS WERE STILL SEXUALISING IT
FUCKING MOTHERFUCKING FUCK DOES NO ONE SEE HOW FUCKED UP THIS IS
When I took human anatomy, all the boys were *thrilled* to hold the breast implants, but when the professor brought out the jar of preserved penises we had no male volunteers to handle them. THEN she brought out the penis that had been dissected to show the different canals (it split into three more-or-less even sized pieces) and I think 3 boys went straight down like a sack of potatoes. Several more followed when she started pulling it apart and holding it up for the whole class to see. It was like that scene in Dracula Dead and Loving it where Mel Brooks is trying to gross out the med interns. Like, literally. It was hilarious.
Bonus: my anatomy professor (who is a woman) informed me that she had not once, in her 20 years of teaching the class, had a female fainter. Women are hardcore.
A condor has struck up an unusual friendship with a man who saved the huge creature’s life.
The man nursed the condor back to health after it reportedly fell from a nest as a baby.
And the condor clearly didn’t forget his rescuer, as video footage shows the pair greeting each other with hugs and one big warm embrace, after the condor returned.
After being rescued, the condor – the largest bird in North America – was then able to learn how to fly and return to normal life.
BIRD HUG!!! BIRD HUG!!! BIRD HUG!!!
apparently he’s argentinian but this video has a very chilean vibe to it