softpunkbucky:

let’s give “kate bishop is asian” the same treatment we’re trying to give “steve rogers is bisexual.” let’s make it so prevalent it is practically indistinguishable from ~real~ marvel canon.

let’s make it so common that marvel has to address her identity as an asian-american woman.

let’s throw away the widely-held belief in marvel fandom that “non-specified” means white, the same belief that contributed to bumpercar candycrap’s casting as doctor strange.

let’s have an asian kate bishop.

ladyloveandjustice:

gwenfrankenstien:

nicocoer:

shootingmidnight:

dipperthedipshit:

rainosa:

alfred-eyebrows:

sorophora:

go-go-ghost-ship:

skippercifer:

imagineyouricon:

Imagine your icon as the protagonist of the last show you watched

Dipper Pines as Hannibal.

John Cena is here to teach you how to properly care for your cat on My Cat From Hell

mabel pines as a contestant in top chef

jack spicer as randy cunningham

Danny Phantom in Modern Family nice

danny phantom as danny phantom

danny phantom in adventure time

Myself as the host of obscure documentaries.

jack kirby’s ghost hosting bullshit projected future nature docs. please.

Sailor Jupiter is now in a women’s prison.

A bunch of cat clones. 

kedreeva:

8bitrevolver:

This was meant to be a quick warm up, but it turned into a comic that I’ve wanted to draw for a while. This is something that is extremely important to me, and I appreciate it if you read it.

A while ago, I heard a story that broke my heart. A family went a cat shelter to adopt. The daughter fell in love with a 3-legged cat. The father straight up said “absolutely not”. Because he was missing a leg. That cat was that close to having a family that loved him, but the missing leg held him back. Why?!

Many people have the initial instinct of “nope” when they see an imperfect animal. I get it, but less-adoptable does NOT mean less loveable. 9 out of 10 people will choose a kitten over an adult cat. And those 10% that would get an adult cat often overlook “different” animals.

All I want people to do is be open to the idea of having a “different” pet in their lives. Choose the pet that you fall in love with, but at least give all of them a fair shot at winning your heart.

Don’t dismiss them, they deserve a loving home just as much as any other cat. They still purr, they still love a warm lap, they still play, they still love you. Trust me, next time you are in the market for a new kitty, just go over to that one cat that’s missing an eye and see what he’s all about!

Let me tell to you a thing.

This is Lenore. I first saw her in a little cage at the Petco I frequent (I used to take my parents’ dog in for puppy play time), and she looked like the grouchiest, old, crotchety cat in the world, and I fell instantly in love. She was cranky, she was anti-social, hanging out at the back of her cage. Her fur was matted because she wouldn’t let the groomers near her.

She was perfect.

But I didn’t have a place for her. I wasn’t living in my own space yet, and where I was, I wasn’t allowed cats. So I pressed my face to the bars of her cage and I promised that if no one had adopted her by the time I’d bought a house, I would come back for her.

I visited her every week for over six months while I looked for a house. At one point, they had to just shave her entire rear-end because the mats of fur were so bad. They told me she clawed the heck outta the groomer that did it, screamed the entire time, and spent the next two days growling at anyone that came near the cage.

A couple of weeks later, I closed on my house. I went back and I got an employee, and I said: “That one. I need that cat.”

They got the paperwork and the lady who ran the rescue that was bringing the cats in told me that Lenore (at the time, Lila) was 8 years old, had been owned by an elderly lady who had died, and brought in to a different rescue, who’d had her for six months on top of the time I’d been seeing her at Petco.

This kitty had been living in a 3×3’ cube for over a YEAR because she was older and “less adoptable.”

I signed the paperwork, put her in a cat carrier, and drove her to my new home. I had pretty much nothing; a bed, an old couch, a couple of bookcases, and a tank of mice I called “Cat TV”. I let her out of the carrier and onto my bed, and I told her “I told you I would come back for you when I had a place. It’s not much, but it’s yours too now.”

Lenore spent the next three days straight purring non-stop. She followed me around the house purring. Sat next to me purring. Slept next to me purring. Leaning into every touch, purring, purring, always purring. She still purrs if you so much as think about petting her. She’s amazing, and I love her.

So, you know, if you’re thinking about adopting, and you see a beast that others consider “less adoptable,” think about Lenore.

Your War Boy Name

superdogbiter:

shadowpiranha:

silentstephi:

thisiswhyidonthaveatumblr:

levitatingzevran:

serendipitousoracle:

imhangingwhataboutyou:

genuineanger:

kittiehawk:

valoscope:

cactusrabbit:

haethel:

onwednesdaysklainewearpink:

quantum-sheep:

sunnybutte:

geneslamm:

First letter/sound:

if the first letter of your first name is A-F=Z

G-M= Sl

N-S=N

T=Z= F

Second two letters:

The second and third letter of your first name.

Third group of letters:

The last two letters of your name

Last letter/Sound:

If your birth month= January-April= Sa/Za

May-August= X

September-December= Tt

Feel free to tweak this/scrap it as you see fit. I’m just messin around.

WITNESS ME, NOBERZA

Fommitt 😦

zleexx ??

Call me Slaaax

Sleaantt

Narerx?

‘Kay.

Falza! 😀

Zrenax

Slatiex

Zianat!

… Zrinytt? Zlaiatt?

SIEGEGX

SOMEONE DID NOT CONSIDER HAVING A THREE-LETTER NAME

Narahza

Nteiex

How do I pronounce this….

Zianatt

Zrinasa

Fifnyx.

Terminology

stevenandthebsharps:

fixyourwritinghabits:

tooyoungforthelivingdead:

biggadjeworld:

I am going to do a break down of the various terminology as it is accepted in most Romani academic circles.

I realize that this can be very confusing, especially to those outside our ethnicity and culture, and even to those who were raised in our culture, but do not have a full grasp of our language.

I must also note that self-identification varies amongst us and many of our own people may not recognize what is considered proper terminology.

“Gypsy” – The pejorative term created by the British in the 1500s. The term was created to identify only those who are Romani, most specifically those who we now call UK Romany & the Romanichal. It was never intended to be used as a descriptor for any other ethnic population. It comes from the Old English term for Egyptian, and not Greek. It is a slur.

Romani – The term that refers to our entire ethnic population, including the Sinti. It refers to the ethnic population that left Northern India & Pakistan shortly after the invasion of the Persian Muslims who have since settled in Trukey, all of Europe, and the Americas. The term is used to refer to our culture & language in relation to the entire ethnic population:
Romani culture, Romani language, Romani people, Romani ethnicity.

Romany – The population of Romani who settled in the British Isles sometime in the late 14th century. They have since become two distinct populations self identifying as either Romany or Romanichal. This spelling is typically used to refer only to the ”native” Romani population of the region. It does not inculde more recent Romani immigrants or refugees from continental Europe. Romany is typically prefixed by British, UK, English, or another identifier of where in the region they have settled & lived.
Ex: Some Romani families have lived in the UK for one hundred years or more and they have even picked up some words from the Rromanes dialect spoken by the UK Romany. 

Sinti – The self-identifier of a sub-ethnic population of the Romani people who live in Germany, Austria, regions of Central Europe, and the United States of America. Many Sinti prefer their identifier over Romani, though they do indeed belong to the Romani ethnic population & their language is a dialect of the Romani language.

Rroma – A sub-ethnic group of the Romani population who live throughout Transylvania, Central Europe and Northern Italy.
(This is why referring to our entire ethnic population as the Rroma & Sinti tends to be problematic. It is inclusive of only these two very specific Romani sub ethnic populations, when in fact, we have likely over 80 self-identified distinct groups that are considered part of the Romani ethnicity.)

Rroma – A Romani woman. The adjective that describes a Romani woman or girl.
Ex: I am a Rroma woman, but I belong to the Romani people.

Rromni – A Romani woman who is married. A wife.
Ex: The Rromni took care of her sick husband.

Rrom – A Romani man. The adjective that describes a Romani man or boy.
Ex: The old Rrom told us stories about our history.

Rromanes – The language of the Romani people. Sometimes referred to as “Romani chib”, which means “Romani tongue”. This includes all dialects of the Romani language spoken in all of Europe, Turkey, South Africa, as well as North, Central & South America.

Dom – A sister population of the Romani ethnicity. They are believed to be descendants of similar North Indian & Pakistani ethnic groups. They likely began their diaspora before the people who are today considered the Romani. The Dom live throughout Northern Africa, the Middle East & Central Asia.

Domari – The language of the Dom people.

Lom – Speculatively related to the Romani in the same way as the Domari: a population of mixed Northern Indian ethnic groups who began their diaspora before the population that is considered the Romani. They settled mostly in the Caucasus Mountains, and largely in Armenia.

Lomavren – The language of the Lom people.

The Romani, Dom & Lom are related to some degree, but the exact relation is still contested by some. The Dom & Lom are sometimes lumped under the pejorative exonym, “gypsy”, though this term was never ascribed to them until rather recently.
When referring to this entire diasporic population from the Indian subcontinent, they should always be termed “The Romani, Dom & Lom”. Of course, order can vary, but the proper terms should be utilized instead of “gypsy”.

Single “R” & double “Rr” spellings – Both manner of spellings are correct. Some dialects use a double “Rr” spelling for phonetics purposes, while other use it to distinguish us from Romanians & inhabitants of Rome, Italy.

Non-Romani Ethnic Populations:

There are several ethnic populations that are wrongly lumped under the slur umbrella that is “gypsy”. Many have no relationship to us & should only be discussed in terms of contact. We are entirely separate ethnic populations.
(For those who still have not grasped this concept yet.)

Pavee – Commonly known as Irish Travellers, they are a sub-ethnic group of Irish who have lived a nomadic existence for several centuries. They reside in Ireland, and the United Kingdom.  Some self identify as “Irish Gypsies”, though the bastardization of that term from the UK Romany is a rather contentious topic.  
Some Pavee have had very close relations with UK Romany, even inter-marrying. However, it is important to note that the Romany & Romani are in no way related to Irish Travellers. We are not only two separate ethnic populations, but we even belong to two separate races.  We each have our own lanaguage & culture. 

Shelta – The language of the Pavee.

Banjara – An ethnic population living in Northern India. Though we have been genetically linked to the Banjara, the group is not the only Indian ethnicity that comprised of the initial Romani diasporic population. In fact, we have been linked to a wide variety of ethnic populations that live throughout Northern India, Pakistan, and even Eastern Afghanistan. The Banjara are just one of those many ethnicities.
The Banjara are not “gypsies” & they are not Romani.
They are Banjara. They are Indian.

There are many nomadic peoples throughout Europe.
The only ones who are Romani are the Romani.
The only ones who are “gypsy” are the Romani, most specifically, the Romany.

The Yeniche, Quinqui, Scottish Travellers, Norwegian Travellers, any generic nomadic people, nomads of India, Asia, or any other place on Earth are not Romani & they are not “gypsies”. Not even the Lom & Dom are “gypsies”, or Romani, even though they are our sister ethnic populations.

The only people who are Romani are the Romani.

Needed this today, so reblogged for everyone else too

get it right, and maybe avoid being a racist at someone!

Further Resources:

Bringing this back for International Romani Day

minadi:

inkplink:

provocatoria:

crackerhell:

goodstuffhappenedtoday:

How A Middle-School Principal Persuaded Students To Come To School

by David Kestenbaum

Shawn Rux took over as principal of MS 53, a New York City middle school, last year. At the time, 50 or 60 kids were absent every day. You could understand why they stayed away: The school was chaos.

Twenty-two teachers had quit, the entire office staff had quit, and hundreds of kids had been suspended. The school was given a grade of F from the city’s department of education.

“It was in a bad place,” Rux says.

Rux decided he needed to create incentives for kids to come to school. Incentives that were more obvious to middle-school kids than, “If you come to school you’ll be better off 20 years from now.”

He handed out raffle tickets to anyone who showed up to school on time. One of the prizes was an Xbox. And he threw in an element of randomness: The first kids in line when the doors opened might get 20 tickets.

It worked. Kids started showing up early.

“It was … like, ‘Get out of my way, I’m trying to get into school,’ ” Rux says. “It was nice.”

Rux also created his own currency. He called it Rux Bux. Teachers hand them out when kids are well behaved. They can be traded in for school supplies, or special lunches. A sixth-grader named Wander Rodriguez is trying to save up 5,000 Rux Bux — enough for a personal shopping spree with Rux.

The principal also stands outside school every morning, greeting the students as they show up. This recognition is another, subtler incentive to come to school.

“I like this school,” Wander Rodriguez says. “They treat me like home, they treat me nice, they always give me stuff. … They always say ‘hi’ in the mornings.”

The school went from an F to a C. Daily attendance went up to over 90 percent. Then the hurricane hit.

The school is in Far Rockaway, Queens — one of the areas hardest hit by the storm. Some kids’ homes were destroyed. One student who stayed at home through the storm told a teacher, “My apartment complex was in the middle of the ocean.” Rux’s car was destroyed. The first floor of his house was flooded.

After the storm, after school started up again, Rux’s goal was to get attendance back to 90 percent. Every day, his staff texts him the attendance numbers. The day I visited last week, 89.2 percent of students attended school. Close, but not close enough for Rux.

The storm has been tough on everyone, he says. But that’s no excuse. Kids have to be in school.

not going to see this man in no news nowhere

Oh, treat the kids like human beings instead of livestock and they end up wanting to be there? That’s a novel idea. I love this!

this hits home so hard for me rn

Bless this amazing man.

megturnies:

poly ships are so fucking perfect and i wish there was more. i wish there were more fics exploring three people falling in love, or two people building a friendship and growing closer because they’re both in love with the same person. i want art and head canons and all of it. there’s so much that’s untapped because not enough people seem to want to go in that direction and it’s really sad

ultrafacts:

Not satisfied to merely roam close to home like a regular cat, Artful Dodger has taken to hopping on and off public transport at the bus station near his house.

The 15 year old cat waits at the bus stop for the bus to arrive and then travels the 10 mile round trip to neighboring Charmouth so often, that the drivers started bringing in tins of cat food to work. They even know what stop to let him off at.

And so relaxed is the dodger on his travels he often falls asleep on the laps of passengers.

At the end of his journeys the roving moggy hops off the bus close to his house and returns home in time for dinner. [x]

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