Flange's Phalanges

Just a place where I post polish pictures and indulge my time-sucking enthusiasms, of which there are way too many. You can expect nail polish and nail art, Arashi, The Avengers (Loki/Tom Hiddleston and Tony/Robert Downey Jr. in particular), Japanese statues and action figures, anime, Sherlock, Dr. Who, LOTR, you get the idea. Also, you will probably find pictures of my ridiculous fandom cookies. Because who doesn't like cookies? Now, if you're *only* interested in fandom cookies, I have a cookies-only tumblr over at fanfectionary.tumblr.com :)

zenprincess:

Elsa Mora

omggg

(Source: unicorn-meat-is-too-mainstream, via nianna)

ididthatonce:

stumblingphrases:

you were really cute until that offensive joke spewed out of your mouth: a guide to how to not be my future lover by me.

If you wanna be my lover
You gotta get with my sociopolitical blogosphere

(via fedoraharp)

AW YISS

It’s 1:30am and I’m doing my nails. Rational decision-making at its best.

gaksdesigns:

Tall Painting – The art of dripping paint. Artist Holton Rower

ranetree:

I am an intelligent, eloquent, well-mannered young woman who just so happens to say “fuck” a lot.

(via brandnewfashion)

andrastesgrace:

#okay #so can we talk about how fucking smart this show used to be #maybe things were ridiculous #sometimes #but LABOR CAMPS #ENGLAND FOR THE ENGLISH #and an anti-war captain #and the most telling thing that goes unsaid here #is why history education is important—because who knows if Donna would have realized on her own what ‘labor camps’ mean #and an empowered and educated working class might have stopped the government from going this far #this is also an example of the shock doctrine at work#and ALL OF THAT I got from thirty seconds of a family show #yeah maybe it wasn’t as flashy as it is now #but rtd’s era was so much better #because of moments like this (via omfgcate)

(Source: super-psychic-paper, via fedoraharp)

(Source: ofallthethingstolose, via the-geekinator)

The thing about human beings is they are constantly inconstant. Now we all have nobility in us; we all have moments of weakness; we all say things we don’t mean, we all do things we wish we hadn’t done. And then there are days when we are amazing and we do- we are the best version of ourselves. [x]

(Source: cloneboys, via a-n-g-i)

Avengers Thor cookie plan. Oh yeah, this is going to be fun. I think it might actually be worse than Loki!cookie. 

Avengers Thor cookie plan.

Oh yeah, this is going to be fun. I think it might actually be worse than Loki!cookie. 

crimsonhymns: absenzio: harryjamesnotpotter: jawdust: Why you should be in passionate horny love with Elizabeth ‘Nellie Bly’ Cochrane Born in 1864/65, Elizabeth, one of 15 children, was always ‘the rebellious one’. Fierce as fuck from an early age, she testified against her abusive stepfather in her mother’s divorce trial. In 1880 she enrolled in a teacher-training college but had to leave after her first semester due to lack of funding - then moved to Pittsburgh to help run a goddamn boarding school.  This is where we get to the good shit. Age 18, she wrote a letter-to-the-editor of the Pittsburgh Dispatch bitchslapping the everloving fuck out of a sexist ballsack of an article entitled ‘What Girls Are Good For’.  The editor was so goddamn wooed by her razor-sharp tongue that he RAN AN AD asking her to identify herself. Elizabeth owned up, and was hired instantaneously, her badassery radiating from her pores and intoxicating all within a twenty mile radius. Working under the pen-name Nellie Bly, Elizabeth kicked the butts of morons everywhere, writing articles aimed at social justice, particularly labour laws to protect working ‘girls’ and reform of Pennsylvania’s divorce law, which greatly favoured men. Not content with changing the world from behind her desk, Elizabeth became a founding mother of investigative journalism. She was expelled from Mexico for exposing political corruption, and henceforth wrapped in cotton wool by her editors. Infuriated by their mollycoddling, Lizzie left them a note essentially telling them to fuck themselves and hot footed it to NYC. She was still only 23. Within six months she was hired by Joseph fucking Pulitzer himself, and continued her batshit crazy investigations uninhibited. Her very first assingment had her feigning mental illness to expose repulsive conditions in Blackwell’s Island Insane Asylum. Her cutting report was so fucking horrifying, compelling and persuasive that it triggered public and political action, leading to reform of the institution. In the next couple of years she had herself thrown in jail and hired by a sweatshop, all for shits and giggles. Oh, and to uncover incomprehensible injustice, cruelty, poverty, and the concealed, heinous treatment of the vulnerable and voiceless.  But was pioneering journalism, social revolution and batshit badassery enough for our Liz? Like fuck it was. On a whim Nellie did what any self-respecting 25 year old woman in the 1800s would do - she emulated Jules Verne’s Around the World in Eighty Days, and did it in 72. Millions followed her journey, and its appeal to a semi-literate populace resulted in greatly increased newspaper readership. So while travelling the entire globe (IN THE 1800s, AS A WOMAN) by ship, train, burro and balloon, she helped the world to read. Having essentially conquered the entire goddamn universe before hitting 30, Nellie retired, and wed 72 year old industrialist Robert Seaman. Their marriage was a happy one, and after his death she took over Iron Clad Manufacturing Co. But Lizzie was a writer, what would she know about the metal industry? Well, she INVENTED the steel barrel that became the model for the widely used 55-gallon drum and turned her inherited businesses into multimillion-dollar companies, so apparently a fuck ton. Furthermore, she set a precedent for working conditions, ensuring her workers had good pay, gymnasiums, staffed libraries, and health care, all completely unheard of at the time, while still writing to further the plight of the Suffragette movement. Nellie may have died age 58 of pneumonia, but HBICs live on forever. *CLAPS LOUDLY* I’m so pissed right now because I NEVER, EVER found her in a single of the history and literature books I studied on. Fuck that shit, this woman needs a whole entire chapter in every single book in print *applauds wildly** I am more angry at the fact I’m only learning about her now than anything. WTF history, TEACH US ABOUT THESE BAMFS!

crimsonhymns:

absenzio:

harryjamesnotpotter:

jawdust:

Why you should be in passionate horny love with Elizabeth ‘Nellie Bly’ Cochrane

  • Born in 1864/65, Elizabeth, one of 15 children, was always ‘the rebellious one’. Fierce as fuck from an early age, she testified against her abusive stepfather in her mother’s divorce trial.
  • In 1880 she enrolled in a teacher-training college but had to leave after her first semester due to lack of funding - then moved to Pittsburgh to help run a goddamn boarding school. 
  • This is where we get to the good shit. Age 18, she wrote a letter-to-the-editor of the Pittsburgh Dispatch bitchslapping the everloving fuck out of a sexist ballsack of an article entitled ‘What Girls Are Good For’. 
  • The editor was so goddamn wooed by her razor-sharp tongue that he RAN AN AD asking her to identify herself. Elizabeth owned up, and was hired instantaneously, her badassery radiating from her pores and intoxicating all within a twenty mile radius.
  • Working under the pen-name Nellie Bly, Elizabeth kicked the butts of morons everywhere, writing articles aimed at social justice, particularly labour laws to protect working ‘girls’ and reform of Pennsylvania’s divorce law, which greatly favoured men.
  • Not content with changing the world from behind her desk, Elizabeth became a founding mother of investigative journalism. She was expelled from Mexico for exposing political corruption, and henceforth wrapped in cotton wool by her editors. Infuriated by their mollycoddling, Lizzie left them a note essentially telling them to fuck themselves and hot footed it to NYC. She was still only 23.
  • Within six months she was hired by Joseph fucking Pulitzer himself, and continued her batshit crazy investigations uninhibited. Her very first assingment had her feigning mental illness to expose repulsive conditions in Blackwell’s Island Insane Asylum. Her cutting report was so fucking horrifying, compelling and persuasive that it triggered public and political action, leading to reform of the institution.
  • In the next couple of years she had herself thrown in jail and hired by a sweatshop, all for shits and giggles. Oh, and to uncover incomprehensible injustice, cruelty, poverty, and the concealed, heinous treatment of the vulnerable and voiceless. 
  • But was pioneering journalism, social revolution and batshit badassery enough for our Liz? Like fuck it was. On a whim Nellie did what any self-respecting 25 year old woman in the 1800s would do - she emulated Jules Verne’s Around the World in Eighty Days, and did it in 72.
  • Millions followed her journey, and its appeal to a semi-literate populace resulted in greatly increased newspaper readership. So while travelling the entire globe (IN THE 1800s, AS A WOMAN) by ship, train, burro and balloon, she helped the world to read.
  • Having essentially conquered the entire goddamn universe before hitting 30, Nellie retired, and wed 72 year old industrialist Robert Seaman. Their marriage was a happy one, and after his death she took over Iron Clad Manufacturing Co.
  • But Lizzie was a writer, what would she know about the metal industry? Well, she INVENTED the steel barrel that became the model for the widely used 55-gallon drum and turned her inherited businesses into multimillion-dollar companies, so apparently a fuck ton.
  • Furthermore, she set a precedent for working conditions, ensuring her workers had good pay, gymnasiums, staffed libraries, and health care, all completely unheard of at the time, while still writing to further the plight of the Suffragette movement.
  • Nellie may have died age 58 of pneumonia, but HBICs live on forever.

*CLAPS LOUDLY*

I’m so pissed right now because I NEVER, EVER found her in a single of the history and literature books I studied on. Fuck that shit, this woman needs a whole entire chapter in every single book in print

*applauds wildly** I am more angry at the fact I’m only learning about her now than anything. WTF history, TEACH US ABOUT THESE BAMFS!

(via nianna)

shmegeh:

I found this card at the pharmacy today and it was good.

(via areyoutryingtodeduceme)

avengingclaims:

Yeah I’m not allowed to go to Walgreens by myself because the 30yr old me thinks she’s 5 and needs a light up Iron Man three cup.

You mean the generation that paid three times as much for college to enter a job market with triple the unemployment isn’t interested in purchasing the assets of the generation who just blew an enormous housing bubble and kept it from popping through quantitative easing and out-and-out federal support? Curious.

themasterslover:

seriously-what-is-my-life:

xanthewalter:

wrong-url-motherfucker:

Government, Monty Python Style

Still brilliantly funny all these years later.

BEST INSULTS

whenever i find monty python casually just on my dashboard i just blinka  few times and then get super fucking excited because i don’t see them as much as i’d like to on tumblr

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castiel-in-a-sherlocked-tardis:

letsstretchwitches:

bury-me-with-my-guitar:

lady-whovian:

fandomsandwich:

michellicopter:

Ancient Runes & the Ravenclaw Common Room

CRYING AND PEEING.

I DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED THIS IN MY LIFE SINCE NOW

MUGGLEFUCKER. DYING.

MUGGLEFUCKER

MUGGLEFUCKER

(via brandnewfashion)