iwouldratherbbc:

“There was an episode, one of my favorite moments in Star Trek, when Captain Kirk looks over the cosmos and says, ‘Somewhere out there someone is saying the three most beautiful words in any language.’ Of course your heart sinks and you think it’s going to be, ‘I love you’ or whatever. He says, ‘Please help me.’ What a philosophically fantastic idea, that vulnerability and need is a beautiful thing.”

— Hugh Laurie (via pacificaly)

knitmeapony:

thewinterotter:

writerlyn:

I unabashedly loved this scene.

My favorite thing about this is that Dottie is getting fucking object concealment tips from these genius food-stealing women and she’s probably using that knowledge to hide idek small thermonuclear devices in her bra or something. Probably went back to the Red Room afterward like “omg girls let me teach you what I learned in America. It’s vital we teach our tiny assassins to knit, I met a woman who successfully concealed a whole chicken in her sweater, they’ll need this kind of ingenuity in the field.”

I still love that IMO this is a hint that Dottie’s Russian.  Every Russian I know has a thing about pickles.  Everything pickles, every kind and every way.

lullabyknell:

lullabyknell:

deltasquadformingup:

lullabyknell:

The Star Wars Wiki says, “While C-3PO underwent a memory wipe, R2-D2 was allowed to preserve his memories.” And I am delighted, because 1) I was pretty sure this was the case, but couldn’t remember exactly (R2 is a conniving sneak and I was pretty sure it wouldn’t have worked even if anyone had been foolish enough to try), and 2) this means one of my favorite Star Wars headcanons is actually canon. 

It means that during that one scene in Empire Strikes Back, these two assholes know EXACTLY who the other one is.

You are decorated war veterans, you absolute trolls. 

Yoda had 20 plus years to prep for this moment and this is probably what he picked on like the second day

Yoda had 20 plus years to prep for this moment and this is probably what he picked on like the second day <- Holy shit, this is the truest thing I’ve ever read. That is absolutely what he did. 

Also, I have a couple of things I want to clarify on this post. 

Because of the Luke and R2 exchange right before they land on Dagobah, when Luke is explaining that they’re going to find Yoda, an old Jedi Master, and R2 appears to be like, “whomst??” I now hold the headcanon that while R2 knew who Yoda was, he didn’t actually know Yoda’s name. So when they got down to Dagobah, R2 was absolutely like, “OH SHIT, IT’S YOU. HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL ALIVE, GIVE ME BACK THE FLASHLIGHT, WHY DOES NO LISTEN TO ME, BACK OFF YOU GREEN SOCK, I’LL FINISH THE JOB MYSELF, I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING AROUND HERE.”

And since droid rights are absolute shit, for R2, when I say “decorated war veteran”, I’m not referring to medals. (Although Anakin absolutely made medals for his droid too, because R2 was there and did, like, ALL the work.) I’m referring to arrest warrants. 

Most of R2’s memory is called The Shit List (With Receipts), with file folders on some of the galaxy’s most notorious and significant figures. Yoda has three folders. Anakin/Vader has five. So does Obi-Wan. The person with the most folders is Threepio (Designation: Useless Husband), bc R2 has never really let an argument go in his life.

The only person who doesn’t have a shit list is BB-8, who has Never Done A Blessed Thing Wrong In Her Life. (R2 can and will fight you.)

itscassiberry:

nentuaby:

mynameiszhuzhupet69:

wtrlsbn:

mynameiszhuzhupet69:

raisedbyhyenas:

xenagabrielle-af:

actual ad from when Subaru was marketing directly to lesbians in the 90s

#is this real

yes! here’s an article about subaru marketing directly to lesbians

This search for niche groups led Subaru to the 3rd rail of marketing: They discovered that lesbians loved their cars. Lesbians liked their dependability and size, and even the name “Subaru.” They were four times more likely than the average consumer to buy a Subaru. […] Subaru decided to launch an ad campaign focused on lesbian customers. It was such an unusual decision—and such a success—that it pushed gay and lesbian advertising from the fringes to the mainstream.

If you’ve ever wondered why people joke about lesbians driving Subarus, the reason is not just that lesbians like Subarus. It’s that Subaru cultivated its image as a car for lesbians—and did so at a time when few companies would embrace or even acknowledge their gay customers.

How is that ad picture marketing towards lesbians?

How is it not?

I mean it’s just two cars with sports gear on top of them am I missing something?

Wait nvm the car on the right has a gay pride flag sticker on it is that it?

There’s subtler stuff too. The two bikes are identical, not different sizes or frame styles, suggesting a same sex couple *if* you’re tuned in to that kind of thing. “Camp Out” is probably a pun on the outdoorsy meaning and the LG meanings of one or both constituent words, in context of the sticker. And the other license plate says “Xena Lover”, with Xena: Warrior Princess being legit #GayCulture of the era.

Oh, and the actual slogan itself– “different roads” alludes tongue-in-cheek to an old euphemism for lesbians.

That article made me want to buy a Subaru