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The Capricious One

Miscellaneous blog. Here you'll find Sherlock BBC, Avengers, Thor, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Welcome to Nightvale, and Disney fandom appreciation, along with a healthy serving of social justice, humor, mindblowing ideas, some of my artwork and just a touch of NSFW stuff.

I reblog art and music at wenevermattered.tumblr.com
Jul 25 '14

withoutpassionwedbetrulydead:

bandcandy:

maggiesox:

pilgrimkitty:

Buffy the Vampire Slayer + foreshadowing

YOU DONT UNDERSTAND. THE TROPE FOR WHEN YOU MAKE A JOKE AND LATER DOWN THE LINE IT BECOMES PAINFULLY UNFUNNY BECAUSE OF TRAGIC EVENTS IS LITERALLY NAMED “FUNNY ANEURYSM MOMENT” BECAUSE OF THIS SHOW.

*weeps copiously*

but actually tho

(Source: jaclynnicolee)

Jul 25 '14
aidosaur:

the story of that one immortal beast god and some dude he picked up off the side of the road

aidosaur:

the story of that one immortal beast god and some dude he picked up off the side of the road

Jul 25 '14

karkat and weapon awareness

pancakestein:

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Jul 25 '14

fernacular:

mccallientes:

why all the merdudes gotta have the cool ass shark fins? why can’t some merladies have cool sharkfins and the merdudes have some sparkly ass beautiful scales that you need metaphors about rainbows to describe

i wanna see a cute merlady with a fucking killer whale for half her body chatting up some cute merdude with a rainbowfish tail ok 

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Jul 24 '14
Jul 24 '14
fenwickstarbound:

In front of you lies a small pamphlet, it is adorned with rather cartoonish writing on the top. The title reads “Doctor Starbound’s Guide to Cross-Species Sexy Fun Times”, accompanied by a rather cheery looking green haired Aurin on the cover.
Within its pages you find the following text…
Part 1 - The beginning:
It would be silly not to start here after all. In the beginning, there was a daddy, and a mummy. They quite possibly did some of the things that we’re going to discuss in this pamphlet, but quite likely, it wasn’t what resulted in you. Yes, generally speaking, cross-species relations don’t result in children… Unless you happen to be an Equivar and the Tri-tip-Tailed Ravenok of Ossiris Prime, but the less said about that abomination the better. Now then, once you’ve suitably checked that you and your partner are neither of these particular species, though if you’re reading this and you are one, I would love to meet and observe such a union, for science, naturally, nothing perverted. You will then need to entice your partner or partners in some species’ cases, into the bedroom, or other such location in which you can, as they say, ‘bump the facially unappealings’. This can be done with any number of methods, but the often most successful way in which most species achieve this, is by either 1) Alcohol, 2) ‘Smooth talking’, 3) Lots of Money, or 4) interpretive dance (or scent secretion for the Nazleks).
Part 2 - Check Under the Hood
One of the most crucial parts of the whole Cross-Species fandango, is to ensure that parts can actually fit together, so to speak. Now this doesn’t need to be in the traditional sense, but should at least be somewhat successfully linked depending on the species, vertical orientation of each individual (or individuals, again, not judging), and whatever other parts may be flapping every which way and getting involved. Hands and feet are perfectly normal, as are tentacles, though if neither of you HAS tentacles and tentacles become involved, you may wish to seek medical help. That’s not supposed to happen, it doesn’t happen to every guy, and you should be very, VERY concerned by this, just saying, but it probably won’t happen, maybe… it might.
Now then, having successfully checked that tentacles aren’t involved that shouldn’t be, you then need to see how exactly you’re going to fit one with the other. This is entirely up to you, I’m not going into details, just be aware if it has teeth in it, you may want to check that your partner isn’t hungry, or wanting to… Well you get the picture, watch the teeth. Teeth are not fun… Unless you happen to be a dentaphile, in which case, teeth probably are very fun… Weirdo. I would also advise against anything with a blowhole… They need that, for breathing, unless they have two. It’s a weird universe, you never know, just make sure they don’t mind that you’re sticking it in their nose.
Part 3 - Genders and Sexes
Ah. This is always an interesting one. Here, we should discuss the matter of species with one gender, or more than two genders, or no gender at all. Don’t be alarmed that when flirting with that hot piece at the bar, that actually turns out to be called “Bertie from the Horsehead Nebula” that you’ve made the wrong call, it’s quite probable you haven’t! Sometimes, genders are reversed! Shocking I know, but that’s the way the universe works, why once, I saw a man named Jane, that was an odd day I can assure you! Anyway, in some cases, exterior appearances may not be what they are, can’t judge a book by its cover and such. There’s also the case of species which show no gender differentiation, in such a case, my advice is take the risk, it’s fifty - fifty… Or Thirty Three - Thirty Three - Thirty Three, or Zero… I did say it’s a weird universe, but to save anyone being embarrassed just go ahead with it, get it out the way, drink so much you can’t even remember the whole event and leave before they wake up, if however they’re a species that consumes their prey after coitus then good luck to you and may whatever deity you revere have mercy on whatever it is you consider to transcend death.
Now in the interest of genders… We have something entirely different. For one, we may not be able to split this into as simple as two. In the case of Chua… Well, sexes are one thing, genders are another, who knows what they are for Chua… Or other species. In short, buckle up sunshine and throw conventions out the window, or you may find yourself pinned to the wall by your throat by an angry Amazonian claiming you belittled her… Bad move. Trust me… Personal experience. (Please note, this part was added specifically for a certain farm-boy, but it’s good advice for folks, the farm boy is Gaius… He’s such a special little flower). 
Part 4 - What if the bits don’t fit…s.
Well, this is a problem isn’t it! Now, ordinarily I’d say put this down to a bad run, call it a night and go home with your dignity, but I know you better than that. You’re going to do it anyway aren’t you. Now then, I’ll refer you to earlier points… And expand. Toys! They’re wonderful, kids love toys, and so do adults… Just, not the same kind of toys. Seriously, don’t make that mistake, big no-no… Very worrying. Anyway, on track… Toys are great if you don’t fit yourself… Just make sure it’s the right fit, because… Well otherwise you’ve got two useless things sat there and no one’s having fun!
Now, if you’re determined, as some folks are… Well, I suggest lots and lots of things to make things… slippery-er and hope that neither of you need to be anywhere for several hours because that ain’t gonna be sorted out anytime soon, because if this is how you want it going, well, one of you isn’t going to be walking for a while, or sitting, or floating, or whatever it is you do.
Part 5 -  If they have multiple… things.
Don’t.
I’m not explaining further. Just don’t.
Part 6 - What to do if the above fails…
Stick to your own species. Seriously. You can make more of us that way, and have fun in the intended manner. Win-Win!

fenwickstarbound:

In front of you lies a small pamphlet, it is adorned with rather cartoonish writing on the top. The title reads “Doctor Starbound’s Guide to Cross-Species Sexy Fun Times”, accompanied by a rather cheery looking green haired Aurin on the cover.

Within its pages you find the following text…

Part 1 - The beginning:

It would be silly not to start here after all. In the beginning, there was a daddy, and a mummy. They quite possibly did some of the things that we’re going to discuss in this pamphlet, but quite likely, it wasn’t what resulted in you. Yes, generally speaking, cross-species relations don’t result in children… Unless you happen to be an Equivar and the Tri-tip-Tailed Ravenok of Ossiris Prime, but the less said about that abomination the better. Now then, once you’ve suitably checked that you and your partner are neither of these particular species, though if you’re reading this and you are one, I would love to meet and observe such a union, for science, naturally, nothing perverted. You will then need to entice your partner or partners in some species’ cases, into the bedroom, or other such location in which you can, as they say, ‘bump the facially unappealings’. This can be done with any number of methods, but the often most successful way in which most species achieve this, is by either 1) Alcohol, 2) ‘Smooth talking’, 3) Lots of Money, or 4) interpretive dance (or scent secretion for the Nazleks).

Part 2 - Check Under the Hood

One of the most crucial parts of the whole Cross-Species fandango, is to ensure that parts can actually fit together, so to speak. Now this doesn’t need to be in the traditional sense, but should at least be somewhat successfully linked depending on the species, vertical orientation of each individual (or individuals, again, not judging), and whatever other parts may be flapping every which way and getting involved. Hands and feet are perfectly normal, as are tentacles, though if neither of you HAS tentacles and tentacles become involved, you may wish to seek medical help. That’s not supposed to happen, it doesn’t happen to every guy, and you should be very, VERY concerned by this, just saying, but it probably won’t happen, maybe… it might.

Now then, having successfully checked that tentacles aren’t involved that shouldn’t be, you then need to see how exactly you’re going to fit one with the other. This is entirely up to you, I’m not going into details, just be aware if it has teeth in it, you may want to check that your partner isn’t hungry, or wanting to… Well you get the picture, watch the teeth. Teeth are not fun… Unless you happen to be a dentaphile, in which case, teeth probably are very fun… Weirdo. I would also advise against anything with a blowhole… They need that, for breathing, unless they have two. It’s a weird universe, you never know, just make sure they don’t mind that you’re sticking it in their nose.

Part 3 - Genders and Sexes

Ah. This is always an interesting one. Here, we should discuss the matter of species with one gender, or more than two genders, or no gender at all. Don’t be alarmed that when flirting with that hot piece at the bar, that actually turns out to be called “Bertie from the Horsehead Nebula” that you’ve made the wrong call, it’s quite probable you haven’t! Sometimes, genders are reversed! Shocking I know, but that’s the way the universe works, why once, I saw a man named Jane, that was an odd day I can assure you! Anyway, in some cases, exterior appearances may not be what they are, can’t judge a book by its cover and such. There’s also the case of species which show no gender differentiation, in such a case, my advice is take the risk, it’s fifty - fifty… Or Thirty Three - Thirty Three - Thirty Three, or Zero… I did say it’s a weird universe, but to save anyone being embarrassed just go ahead with it, get it out the way, drink so much you can’t even remember the whole event and leave before they wake up, if however they’re a species that consumes their prey after coitus then good luck to you and may whatever deity you revere have mercy on whatever it is you consider to transcend death.

Now in the interest of genders… We have something entirely different. For one, we may not be able to split this into as simple as two. In the case of Chua… Well, sexes are one thing, genders are another, who knows what they are for Chua… Or other species. In short, buckle up sunshine and throw conventions out the window, or you may find yourself pinned to the wall by your throat by an angry Amazonian claiming you belittled her… Bad move. Trust me… Personal experience. (Please note, this part was added specifically for a certain farm-boy, but it’s good advice for folks, the farm boy is Gaius… He’s such a special little flower). 

Part 4 - What if the bits don’t fit…s.

Well, this is a problem isn’t it! Now, ordinarily I’d say put this down to a bad run, call it a night and go home with your dignity, but I know you better than that. You’re going to do it anyway aren’t you. Now then, I’ll refer you to earlier points… And expand. Toys! They’re wonderful, kids love toys, and so do adults… Just, not the same kind of toys. Seriously, don’t make that mistake, big no-no… Very worrying. Anyway, on track… Toys are great if you don’t fit yourself… Just make sure it’s the right fit, because… Well otherwise you’ve got two useless things sat there and no one’s having fun!

Now, if you’re determined, as some folks are… Well, I suggest lots and lots of things to make things… slippery-er and hope that neither of you need to be anywhere for several hours because that ain’t gonna be sorted out anytime soon, because if this is how you want it going, well, one of you isn’t going to be walking for a while, or sitting, or floating, or whatever it is you do.

Part 5 -  If they have multiple… things.

Don’t.

I’m not explaining further. Just don’t.

Part 6 - What to do if the above fails…

Stick to your own species. Seriously. You can make more of us that way, and have fun in the intended manner. Win-Win!

Jul 24 '14
Jul 24 '14

lokeanrampant:

lokisergi:

fickleobsessions:

verysharpteeth:

loki-is-just-unf:

Magic, Knifes, the Staff and trickery.

Fighting with intelligence and strengh.

Loki’s fighting or why do I find this arousing

This is…so…hot. <3

Loki fights without wasting motion and also fights EXTREMELY close range. For someone who uses magic while they fight, look how close he gets to his opponent even using his staff. His preferred weapons are knives and he uses even shorter ones than Frigga does and he tends to use an icepick grip more often than not, which generally indicates either a knife fighter who has no experience whatsoever, or one who is extremely experienced and using that grip in a sophisticated series of attacks. Loki is the latter considering close quarters combat requires precision, speed, and the ability to make split second decisions because there isn’t any room for error in fighting that close.

Consider that in addition to the fact that he’s often multitasking by spell casting at the same time he’s fighting…

Loki is a lot of unsavory things, but he’s also a warrior. Thor wasn’t letting his little brother tag along on adventures out of pity. Loki earned that place by being deadly whether the other warriors really understood HOW deadly his style is or not.

Up until the late 1980s, the consensus amongst most martial arts experts was that the icepick grip was the mark of an amateur, and that one who chose to attack using such a grip was easily disarmed….in the hands of a reasonably proficient fighter (such as Eskrima practitioners), a knife held in this fashion is remarkably fluid and can deliver multiple cuts from a variety of angles simply by manipulating the wrist. Such flexibility of technique make it extremely dangerous to attempt to immobilize the knife hand by grasping the wrist, as it can quickly circle around and do damage to tendons, nerves, or blood vessels." - wikipedia

(What does it mean when you fact check one unreliable website with another unreliable website. Whatever. I’m trying to be more skeptical.)

1. I love that this is accurate meta.

2. I love learning a new thing.

3. I love that this fighting style hella suits Loki’s characterization. An old school fighter sees the grip and thinks this’ll be too easy. But then he tries to immobilize the wrist and boom an unexpected manipulation leaves him suffering a lot of nasty damage. As if Loki didn’t only just develop a complex about being under-estimated, he made it useful by incorporating it into to his technique. 

Just gonna also point out that the copy Loki makes in Jotunheim proves that Loki’s copies can be ‘touched’ - Loki was able to maintain that copy even after a jotun ran through it. The copy only faded once Loki wanted it to (the moment shown in gif 2. Note he is completely prepared, unlike other situations where you could argue that Loki’s copies faded because they were not needed, or because he had been surprised/jolted by Thor making things explode in AoE attacks.)

I love how so many people completely forget this aspect of Loki.  he didn’t survive a thousand years (or however you want to tally it) at Thor’s side without knowing how to not only survive combat, but be quite efficient, even without Thor’s bloodlust.  In fact, Thor’s bloodlust could only temper and hone Loki’s skill and style, making sure to handle the angry mobs Thor draws.  It’s a lovely counter-point and good combination of styles.

(Source: mimupf)

Jul 23 '14
zaphura:

daniel radcliffe looking more like harry potter than when he was harry potter

zaphura:

daniel radcliffe looking more like harry potter than when he was harry potter

(Source: imagesoffame)

Jul 23 '14

deskgirl:

nonbinaryviola:

talk street magic to me

drawing power from the metro lines

illusionists busking illegally, shimmering lights disintegrating as they run

plant mages tending tiny rooftop and windowbox gardens

elementary kids learning basic sigils on the playground

wixen taking a while to key into the magic in new cities when they move

alchemists dealing on the side to support their experiments

middleschoolers making friendship talismans and amulets for everyone

numerologists who’ll do your math homework for $5 or divine your fortune for $10

kids mass-texting luck and speed spells when their parties get broken up by the cops

Hell yeah, let’s talk about magic.

Like elementary kids learning silly (or inappropriate) charms from each other on the bus, the same way we learned our first swear words. Clapping games across the bus aisle, but with spells instead of rhymes.

Worrying that your friend is getting into dark magic, but not knowing how to talk to them about it. Intervention programs for kids abusing hexes and runes, because magic has given them control over something for once in their life, and they’re starting to make some dangerous choices.

Psychic teachers knowing when you’re cheating. Knowing when you’re having trouble with homework. Or at home. Knowing when you need tutoring or an AP course because you’re just not being challenged or a different teaching method because you can’t process what you’re learning in class no matter how hard you try, and the teacher tells you it’s okay, they know. They know.

Magic graffiti. Graffiti in wild places, and graffiti that vanishes when certain people roll by like the police. Or graffiti that only appears when the police walk by to insult them. Murals. Swirling, living murals on the sides of buildings. Murals that—if you listen closely—can be heard, not just seen.

In the evenings, kids hiding out in someone’s backyard or an alley passing around a joint and casting minor illusions to watch while high.

Chalk artists making works that are so realistic, they come to life off of the sidewalk.

One man bands in the park, with instruments floating around playing themselves.

Punk concerts in empty lots with amped out music and lights, but noise-cancelling spells and illusion hide them in plain sight from anyone outside of the lot.

Mediums predicting people in need, and making sure to be there at just the right moment to lend them a helping hand. “You seem upset, do you need to talk?” “Oh, you’re a dollar short? No, don’t put the milk back; I’ll cover you.” “I think your hair looks perfect today.” “You really ought to try taking your resume to this store. Trust me.”

Necromancers in forensics speaking with the dead to solve homicides and cold cases. Living lie detectors as beat cops and detectives and DEA agents.

Strangely cheap five star food diners that bake actual love into their apple pie, and they always know your dietary restrictions without being told.

Service golems in various sizes and shapes, making sure their magic users aren’t crowded, get medical attention, go where they need to, etc.They don’t get distracted, they can be hollow to hold things like medications, and in rare instances… they seem to develop loving attachment to their users despite not being alive.

Little old landladies who dabble in witchcraft brewing homeopathic remedies for people in their apartment complex.

Street magic is an amazing concept.

(Source: cpk4709)