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themilkoviches:

i never thought i would have a reason to post one of these but here it goes: IF YOU LIVE IN THE MATSU REGION OF ALASKA AVOID THIS MOTHER FUCKER.

his name is Douglas Kendrick. he is a thief, a stalker, and an ABUSER. he has beaten the shit out of my cousin twice now and alaska state law does not allow them to put him in jail because she fought back to defend herself and they consider that “mutual combat.” there are also allegations of prior abusive relationships with his other exes.

in addition to that, he harasses and stalks women in his apartment building, and has stolen money on multiple occasions to support his drug habit.

DO NOT ENGAGE WITH HIM, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE A YOUNG WOMAN! he seems very charming when you first meet him, but IT IS AN ACT, HE CAN AND WILL HURT YOU.

please signal boost this, the cops aren’t doing shit about this guy.

gayzus:

sunfishdunes:

Dear Damian,
It’s been a long time since our last encounter. Ten years to be exact.
I was 26; you were 16. You were proud of who you were; I was an insecure actor. You became an iconic character that people looked up to; I wished I’d had you as a role model when I was younger. I might’ve been easier to be gay growing up.
You WERE beautiful in every single way and words couldn’t bring you down.
What you may not know …
When I was cast in the role of “Damian” in Mean Girls, I was TERRIFIED to play this part. But this was a natural and true representation of a gay teenager — a character we laughed with instead of at. (You can thank Tina Fey and Mark Waters for that. I can only take partial credit.)
When we first made this movie, I’m not sure any of us knew how loved and quoted this movie would become. You certainly hope when you pour your heart into something, that people will respond — but to paraphrase Gretchen Wieners, “we can’t help it that we’re so popular.”
So, why the hell did it take me so long to come out of the closet?
Here’s why:
When I first became an actor, I wanted to play lots of roles — Guidos, gangsters, and goombahs were my specialty. So, would I be able to play all of those parts after portraying a sensitive, moisturizing, Ashton Kutcher-loving, pink-shirt-wearing kid? I was optimistic. Hollywood? Not so much. I was meeting a “gay glass ceiling” in casting.
For example:
One time I wanted to audition for a supporting character in a low-budget indie movie described as a “doughy, blue-collar lug of a guy.” The role was to play the husband of an actress friend of mine who I had been in two movies and an Off-Broadway play with. She and I had even moved to LA together.
I figured I was perfect for it.
They said they were looking for a real “man’s man.” The casting director wouldn’t even let me audition. This wasn’t the last time this happened. There were industry people who had seen me play you in Mean Girls but never seen me read in an audition but still denied me to be seen for “masculine” roles.
However, I did turn down many offers to play flamboyant, feather-boa-slinging stereotypes that always seemed to be laughed at BECAUSE they were gay. How could I go from playing an inspirational, progressive gay youth to the embarrassing, cliched butt-of-a-joke?
So, there it was. Damian, you had ruined my life and I was really pissed at you. I became celibate for a year and a half. I didn’t go to any gay bars, have any flings and I lied to anyone who asked if I was gay. I even brought a girl to the Mean Girlspremiere and kissed her on the red carpet, making her my unwitting beard.
It wasn’t until years later that grown men started to coming up to me on the street — some of them in tears — and thanking me for being a role model to them. Telling me I gave them comfort not only being young and gay but also being a big dude. It was then that I realized how much of an impact YOU had made on them.
Meanwhile, I was still in the closet. Deleting tweets that asked if I was gay, scrubbing IMDB Message Boards for any indication, etc. (It’s important to note that I was actually DISCOVERED singing in a Florida gay bar by casting director, Carmen Cuba, for my first role in Larry Clark’s Bully.)
I had the perfect opportunity in 2004 to let people know the REAL Daniel Franzese. Now in 2014 — 10 years later — looking back, it took YOU to teach me how to be proud of myself again. It’s okay if no one wants to sit at the table with the “art freaks.” Being a queer artist is one of my favorite things about myself. I have always been different and that’s rad. People have always asked if I was really gay? While my reps usually lied to protect me. My friends and family all knew the truth but now it’s time everyone does. Perhaps this will help someone else. I had to remind myself that my parents named me Daniel because it means “God is my judge.” So, I’m not afraid anymore. Of Hollywood, the closet, or mean girls. Thank you for that, Damian. (And Tina.)
By the way … in June I am the Celebrity Grand Marshall of the Portland Gay Pride Parade.
so…
We go Glen Coco.
With love and respect,
Daniel Franzese
P.S. I hate it when people say I’m “too gay to function.” I know you do, too. Those people are part of the problem. They should refrain from using that phrase. It really is ONLY okay when Janis says it.

I love and respect him so much for this. He spent a majority of his acting career attempting to avoid being type casted, only to be type casted anyway because of one stereotypical role. A lot of people may say certain people are obvious about their sexuality, especially certain celebrities, and should just admit it already, but before you can be honest with the world and expect them to love you, you have to love yourself.

gayzus:

sunfishdunes:

Dear Damian,

It’s been a long time since our last encounter. Ten years to be exact.

I was 26; you were 16. You were proud of who you were; I was an insecure actor. You became an iconic character that people looked up to; I wished I’d had you as a role model when I was younger. I might’ve been easier to be gay growing up.

You WERE beautiful in every single way and words couldn’t bring you down.

What you may not know …

When I was cast in the role of “Damian” in Mean Girls, I was TERRIFIED to play this part. But this was a natural and true representation of a gay teenager — a character we laughed with instead of at. (You can thank Tina Fey and Mark Waters for that. I can only take partial credit.)

When we first made this movie, I’m not sure any of us knew how loved and quoted this movie would become. You certainly hope when you pour your heart into something, that people will respond — but to paraphrase Gretchen Wieners, “we can’t help it that we’re so popular.”

So, why the hell did it take me so long to come out of the closet?

Here’s why:

When I first became an actor, I wanted to play lots of roles — Guidos, gangsters, and goombahs were my specialty. So, would I be able to play all of those parts after portraying a sensitive, moisturizing, Ashton Kutcher-loving, pink-shirt-wearing kid? I was optimistic. Hollywood? Not so much. I was meeting a “gay glass ceiling” in casting.

For example:

One time I wanted to audition for a supporting character in a low-budget indie movie described as a “doughy, blue-collar lug of a guy.” The role was to play the husband of an actress friend of mine who I had been in two movies and an Off-Broadway play with. She and I had even moved to LA together.

I figured I was perfect for it.

They said they were looking for a real “man’s man.” The casting director wouldn’t even let me audition. This wasn’t the last time this happened. There were industry people who had seen me play you in Mean Girls but never seen me read in an audition but still denied me to be seen for “masculine” roles.

However, I did turn down many offers to play flamboyant, feather-boa-slinging stereotypes that always seemed to be laughed at BECAUSE they were gay. How could I go from playing an inspirational, progressive gay youth to the embarrassing, cliched butt-of-a-joke?

So, there it was. Damian, you had ruined my life and I was really pissed at you. I became celibate for a year and a half. I didn’t go to any gay bars, have any flings and I lied to anyone who asked if I was gay. I even brought a girl to the Mean Girlspremiere and kissed her on the red carpet, making her my unwitting beard.

It wasn’t until years later that grown men started to coming up to me on the street — some of them in tears — and thanking me for being a role model to them. Telling me I gave them comfort not only being young and gay but also being a big dude. It was then that I realized how much of an impact YOU had made on them.

Meanwhile, I was still in the closet. Deleting tweets that asked if I was gay, scrubbing IMDB Message Boards for any indication, etc. (It’s important to note that I was actually DISCOVERED singing in a Florida gay bar by casting director, Carmen Cuba, for my first role in Larry Clark’s Bully.)

I had the perfect opportunity in 2004 to let people know the REAL Daniel Franzese. Now in 2014 — 10 years later — looking back, it took YOU to teach me how to be proud of myself again. It’s okay if no one wants to sit at the table with the “art freaks.” Being a queer artist is one of my favorite things about myself. I have always been different and that’s rad. People have always asked if I was really gay? While my reps usually lied to protect me. My friends and family all knew the truth but now it’s time everyone does. Perhaps this will help someone else. I had to remind myself that my parents named me Daniel because it means “God is my judge.” So, I’m not afraid anymore. Of Hollywood, the closet, or mean girls. Thank you for that, Damian. (And Tina.)

By the way … in June I am the Celebrity Grand Marshall of the Portland Gay Pride Parade.

so…

We go Glen Coco.

With love and respect,

Daniel Franzese

P.S. I hate it when people say I’m “too gay to function.” I know you do, too. Those people are part of the problem. They should refrain from using that phrase. It really is ONLY okay when Janis says it.

I love and respect him so much for this. He spent a majority of his acting career attempting to avoid being type casted, only to be type casted anyway because of one stereotypical role. A lot of people may say certain people are obvious about their sexuality, especially certain celebrities, and should just admit it already, but before you can be honest with the world and expect them to love you, you have to love yourself.

(Source: blogs.indiewire.com)

bluemoonrabbit:

roachpatrol:

elementalsight:

gardnerhill:

madlori:

This scene was actually when I went from feeling more or less neutral on Joan to actively disliking her.

Because wow, that was patronizing.

I loved that scene in Elementary.

1) Firstly, because it immediately deconstructs the “hero throws and breaks something in frustration” cliche (Sherlock throwing a glass slide in HoB, anyone?) it might even be seen as a parody of that cliche.

2) Secondly, because the dynamic is different between a man and a woman than it would be between two women or two men, the visual of a man smashing something in a temper in front of a woman can be taken as threatening or borderline abusive. Joan Watson immediately shows that she is not intimidated by Holmes’ behavior.

3) Lastly? One of the running themes of Elementary is the deconstruction of Sherlock Holmes as the solitary, antisocial genius, and his becoming a member of a community. Holmes’ gifts are given their due respect, but no one in Elementary plays the game of Because Sherlock Holmes is a Bloody Genius He Can Do Whatever He Wants So There. When Sherlock goes after Moriarty (“M”), Captain Gregson suspends him. When Sherlock doesn’t want to talk about his addiction, Alfredo says “You’ve got to get over yourself.” And when Sherlock behaves like a spoiled child, Joan tells him “Use your words.”

You see Joan patronizing Sherlock. I see a member of Sherlock’s community teaching him how to behave like an adult member of that community.

Additionally, Watson’s done good work for a number of years as a sober companion, not a manchild enabler. It’s quite literally her job to deconstruct people’s shitty self-defeating habits and demonstrate that there are better ways to live your life. She’s not in the business of humoring anyone or playing along with their tantrums, she’s in the business of fixing them. And what she does works! It gets spelled out explicitely in the text of the show: Sherlock himself admits that what’s changed about him, for the better, is her. 

This is the best show, THE BEST SHOW.

(Source: elementarymydearworld)

(Source: lisathevampireslayer)

agents-of-frickle-frackle:

but has anyone done this yet because I know we were all thinking it

princeowl:

will graham tries to solve the mystery of who’s been smoking all the Weed with the help of Harijuana Lecter 

naturevalley:

Crater Lake is 1,943 feet deep - enough to hide 1.5 Empire State Buildings. #NationalParkWeek

naturevalley:

Crater Lake is 1,943 feet deep - enough to hide 1.5 Empire State Buildings. #NationalParkWeek

bitelchus:

swatlock:

Pop Culture References in Shrek 2 (1/?)

Click the gifs for more information

OH MY GOD, IM SO GLAD I FOUND THIS ON MY DASH.

I´VE BEEN LOOKING FOR IT FOR AGES. 

http://hookslovelyswan.tumblr.com/post/83592702869/hook-a-boo-hookslovelyswan

strawwolf:

ardentcsshipper:

strawwolf:

ardentcsshipper:

strawwolf:

ardentcsshipper:

strawwolf:

hook-a-boo:

hookslovelyswan:

heart-knows-no-shame:

I’m trying to write a thing.

But I suck at writing.

I always have the dialogue.

But I can’t do the descriptive stuff.

image

This is exactly me when I write! Characters, plot, dialogue! No problem! Description?

image

Aww I…

What about describing what the world looks like or how he feels? is everything kind of fuzzy or slightly tilted to the left, does his brain feel like it’s vibrating or is it viscous like swimming through honey, is everything bilious or soft and placid, does the ground rush up to meet his feet, blah blah blah

This is sooooo me. Everything is fine except the descriptions. I usually end up avoiding physical descriptions altogether. It’s the emotional ones that cause me trouble. I end up writing ‘he felt’, ‘she heard’, ‘Emma saw’. I’m trying so bad to get better because it is BORING.

Usually I try and put myself in the situation and do the whole five senses, who, what, where, why, when, how run down. It’s easy to write what you see but what about what you smell, how the ground feels under your feet, how light is it out, what is the weather like, depending on the character’s upbringing and personality, how would they logically respond to the situation in front of them. A lot of it feels like a character study/interrogation. This is compounded when you’re writing someone else’s character because you have a preset of emotions and history a diction and personality and appearance, etc that you have to work from. It’s both freeing and constricting depending on how you look at it.

I definitely do the same. I can easily picture and feel how a character would respond to something, including their physical surroundings. That’s what writing from Deep Point of View is all about. It isn’t that part that I find challenging. And you are right, I think writing fic is my way of doing metas on the characters, because I am exploring who they are and how they might feel in any given situation and that kind of thing.

The problem comes when I try to write down what I know they are experiencing. Like, I’ll write, ‘She felt the breeze on her cheek’ and realise how terrible that is and have to go back and write something more like ‘The breeze rustled the leaves on the trees and ghosted across her cheeks’ or whatever. I’m trying to work on expressing the sensations without writing ‘she felt’ or ‘she saw’. It is just a technique thing that I know I have some difficulty with and need to practice until it comes more naturally.

I find that sometimes making the character reactive instead of active can help pull back on some of that awkwardness. For example instead of having the character feeling things or seeing things, have the environment/scenery/background/weather/props/etc do all the work. Just describe the breeze and then mention that it ghosted over her cheek. The reader will infer that she felt it without you having to spell it out for them. This also leaves you space to describe if maybe the breeze reminded her of something else. Let’s say it ghosted over her cheek and reminded her of fingertips on her cheek or whatever.

Yeah, that’s pretty much what I try to do. I’m just not all that good at it yet. :p

then all you need to do is write. you’ll be great. you know what you want to work on so you’ll be aware of it while you’re writing. you’ll only get better.

naamahdarling:

hauntedsticks:

freckledtrekkie:

becausesometimesdreamsdocometrue:

disney-tasthic:

gastalicious-definition:

disney-tasthic:

globalsoftpirka:

disney-tasthic:

thedisneydifference:

Mulan loved my Mulan pen!
She said, “I love things that have my face on it.”

Wow, Mulan, conceited much ;). Seems like you may have been spending some time with Gaston!

NOOOOOO OOOOOONESHOOTS LIKE MULAN

WEARS MEN’S SUITS LIKE MULAN!

THINKS FAST AND KICKS ASS ON A ROOF LIKE MULAN

MULAN: “I USE AVALANCHES IN ALL OF MY BATTLE SCHEMIIIING!”

NOT QUITE A GUY, THAT MULAN!

WHEN I WAS A GIRL I DRANK 3 CUPS OF TEAEVERY MORNING TO HELP ME GROW STRONG

NOW I’VE GROWN UP I DRINK FIVE CUPS OF TEAAND I DEFEATED THE KING OF THE HUUUUUUUNS

This is the best thing ever.

naamahdarling:

hauntedsticks:

freckledtrekkie:

becausesometimesdreamsdocometrue:

disney-tasthic:

gastalicious-definition:

disney-tasthic:

globalsoftpirka:

disney-tasthic:

thedisneydifference:

Mulan loved my Mulan pen!

She said, “I love things that have my face on it.”

Wow, Mulan, conceited much ;). Seems like you may have been spending some time with Gaston!

NOOOOOO OOOOOONE
SHOOTS LIKE MULAN

WEARS MEN’S SUITS LIKE MULAN!

THINKS FAST AND KICKS ASS ON A ROOF LIKE MULAN

MULAN: “I USE AVALANCHES IN ALL OF MY BATTLE SCHEMIIIING!”

NOT QUITE A GUY, THAT MULAN!

WHEN I WAS A GIRL I DRANK 3 CUPS OF TEA
EVERY MORNING TO HELP ME GROW STRONG

NOW I’VE GROWN UP I DRINK FIVE CUPS OF TEA
AND I DEFEATED THE KING OF THE HUUUUUUUNS

This is the best thing ever.

221bitssmallerontheoutside:

Knife Blade

I’m a writer not a murderer

(Source: fangs-and-blood)

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

- Shakespeare, Sonnet XVIII (via mediumaevum)

this-too-too-sullied-flesh:

heathyr:

the-average-gatsby:

Pride and Prejudice / Pacific Rim AU

inspired by [x]

POSSIBLY THE BEST CROSSOVER I’VE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE

BECAUSE ELIZABETH WOULD BE SO NOT INTO IT AND RELUCTANT TO TRY AND DRIFT WITH DARCY BECAUSE HE’S SUCH AN ASS HE’S SO HAUGHTY HE’S SUCH A FUCKING SNOB AND SHE HEARD HIM SAY THAT SHE’D BE AN INTOLERABLE DRIFT PARTNER SO FUCK HIM

BUT THEY SPARRED (DANCED OHMYGOD) AND THEY MOVED TOGETHER SO FLUIDLY AND SHE DID FEEL IT BUT SHE DOESN’T LIKE HIM!!! SHE CAN’T SHARE HER HEAD WITH A DUDE THAT MAKES HER SO FURIOUS

BUT HE TRAILS AFTER HER LIKE A FUCKIN PUPPY AND IS SUDDENLY ALL NICE AND TRIES TO DEFEND HIMSELF LIKE “I FIND IT HARD TO ATTEMPT LOOKING FOR DRIFT COMPATIBILITY IN OTHERS” AND ELIZABETH’S LIKE “WELL YOU SHOULD FUCKIN PRACTICE”

GIVE IT TO ME

SOMEONE MAKE ME WRITE THIS FIC

never have the captions been that surprising AND that perfect at the same time

mintchocotea:

boyfriendhook:

In which Jaime required coffee in order to sit through the wedding vows. [x]

OMFG BEST MISTAKE EVER

(Source: maimedlion)

kristel234:

justonehiddles:

swingsetindecember:

tennants-hair:

asgard’s next top model

if loki tripped into an asgardian garbage can, this would be mean girls

i will never not reblog this 

what would an asgardian garbage can even look like

wait a minute was that filmed at The Getty Museum

edit:  holy crap it was!  that stone tile and stone brick wall decor is incredibly distinctive. it doesn’t really look like anything else.

(Source: frekkenbok)