All I want to do right now is play this game. It was THE SHIT.
OHMIGOD MOTHERFUCKING TOOOOMBI! Yeaaaaah!!!
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Mermaid’s Tail nails - China Glaze For Audrey, Blonde Bombshell, and Golden Enchantment. Click through for more ;)
Avatar: The Last Airbender: Sokka tripping out on cactus juice.
I totally lost it at Sokka’s face when he starts bowing to Aang’s angry sand cloud. Sneaky reference to psychedelic magic mushrooms in there as well? LOL
Via Avatar Korra!
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
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How old are you?
“ten”
How long have you been ten?
“…”
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty knew that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
(Source: setyourphaserstostun)
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Did YOU now that 2532 people re-bloged this piece of fetishising bullshit?
Isn’t it just lovely that so many people joined the ‘hey, look at those quaint people over there, with their lack of our morals’ fucktardery?
Yes, the post is wrong, so wrong it fucking hurts.
And why, YES I am pissed off.
If you are going to make a condescending post about other people’s traditions, fucking check your facts. Or are your wiki-fingers broken, assholes?
Facts:
The Mosuo(also known as Na) have large extended families, and several generations (great grandparents, grandparents, parents, children, grandchildren, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, etc.) live together in the same house. Everyone lives in communal quarters, and there are no private bedrooms or living areas, except for women between certain ages (see the section on “coming of age,” below) who may have their own private rooms.[9]
All on-going sexual relationships in Mosuo culture are called “walking marriages.” These bonds are “based on mutual affection.”[8] When a Mosuo woman or man expresses interest in a potential partner, it is the woman who may give the man permission to visit her. These visits are usually kept secret, with the man visiting the woman’s house after dark, spending the night, and returning to his own home in the morning.[9] Mosuo women and men can engage in sexual relations with as many partners they wish.[11]
While a pairing may be long-term, the man never lives with the woman’s family, or vice versa. Mosuo men and women continue to live with and be responsible to their respective families. The couple do not share property. The father usually has little responsibility for his offspring.[9] “It is the job of men to care more for their nieces and nephews than for their own children.”[4] A father may indicate an interest in the upbringing of his children by bringing gifts to the mother’s family. This gives him status within the mother’s family, while not actually becoming part of the family. Whether or not the father is involved, children are raised in the mother’s home and assume her family name.[9]
Myths
Although sometimes believed otherwise by outsiders:
Mosuo women should not be considered promiscuous
While it is possible for a Mosuo woman to change partners as often as she likes, few Mosuo women have more than one partner at a time. Anthropologists call this system “serial monogamy.” Most Mosuo form long-term relationships and do not change partners frequently.[8] Some of these pairings may even last a lifetime.
Fathers of children are commonly known
The large majority of women know their children’s fathers; it is actually a source of embarrassment if a mother cannot identify a child’s father.[8] At a child’s birth, the father, his mother and sisters come to celebrate, and bring gifts. On New Year’s Day, a child visits the father to pay respect to him and his household. A father also participates in the coming-of-age ceremony. Though he does not have an everyday role, the father is nevertheless an important partner.
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We studied this in one of my Anthro courses at uni. Very interesting :D](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3wuqld0Iv1qkvbwso1_500.png)
Did YOU now that 2532 people re-bloged this piece of fetishising bullshit?
Isn’t it just lovely that so many people joined the ‘hey, look at those quaint people over there, with their lack of our morals’ fucktardery?
Yes, the post is wrong, so wrong it fucking hurts.
And why, YES I am pissed off.
If you are going to make a condescending post about other people’s traditions, fucking check your facts. Or are your wiki-fingers broken, assholes?
The Mosuo(also known as Na) have large extended families, and several generations (great grandparents, grandparents, parents, children, grandchildren, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, etc.) live together in the same house. Everyone lives in communal quarters, and there are no private bedrooms or living areas, except for women between certain ages (see the section on “coming of age,” below) who may have their own private rooms.[9]
All on-going sexual relationships in Mosuo culture are called “walking marriages.” These bonds are “based on mutual affection.”[8] When a Mosuo woman or man expresses interest in a potential partner, it is the woman who may give the man permission to visit her. These visits are usually kept secret, with the man visiting the woman’s house after dark, spending the night, and returning to his own home in the morning.[9] Mosuo women and men can engage in sexual relations with as many partners they wish.[11]
While a pairing may be long-term, the man never lives with the woman’s family, or vice versa. Mosuo men and women continue to live with and be responsible to their respective families. The couple do not share property. The father usually has little responsibility for his offspring.[9] “It is the job of men to care more for their nieces and nephews than for their own children.”[4] A father may indicate an interest in the upbringing of his children by bringing gifts to the mother’s family. This gives him status within the mother’s family, while not actually becoming part of the family. Whether or not the father is involved, children are raised in the mother’s home and assume her family name.[9]
Myths
Although sometimes believed otherwise by outsiders:
- Mosuo women should not be considered promiscuous
While it is possible for a Mosuo woman to change partners as often as she likes, few Mosuo women have more than one partner at a time. Anthropologists call this system “serial monogamy.” Most Mosuo form long-term relationships and do not change partners frequently.[8] Some of these pairings may even last a lifetime.
- Fathers of children are commonly known
The large majority of women know their children’s fathers; it is actually a source of embarrassment if a mother cannot identify a child’s father.[8] At a child’s birth, the father, his mother and sisters come to celebrate, and bring gifts. On New Year’s Day, a child visits the father to pay respect to him and his household. A father also participates in the coming-of-age ceremony. Though he does not have an everyday role, the father is nevertheless an important partner.
We studied this in one of my Anthro courses at uni. Very interesting :D
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