How To Train Your Dragon is my favorite children’s series ever. Seriously. Even more so than Harry Potter or The Outsiders. I love the HTTYD films equally as much but in my opinion the books are so much more adult and so much WISER than anything else I’ve ever read in any other kids’ story. Cressida Cowell understands how the world works and how children cannot remain so forever, and how with friends and family there will be loss and hurt; for god’s sake, she writes things that are more adult in that story than most kids’ books even touch on. There’s one point where Hiccup is being eaten alive slowly by a snake-like dragon whose stomach juices are eating away at Hiccup’s feet, and another where he’s being literally tortured by Alvin the Terrible by being dunked in the freezing sea over and over again for longer and longer periods. But the story approaches life in an amazing way and is even more beautiful and amazing for when Hiccup and his friends triumph.
If you’ve never read these books, go do so. Now. You won’t be disappointed.
My two favorite relationships in the series.
This is seriously the funniest thing I've read in a very long time. Stories like these makes you rethink your desire to be an editor.
I’ll never not be amused by the fact that I can drop the words “crucifix nail nipples” into a conversation and some of you who have been with me since the livejournal days will join me in the flashbacks, screaming and crying all the way.
I love seeing all of those pictures of Jodie during the premiere screening of DW when she’s standing in front of the Tardis. It’s so awesome that she gets the chance to do that after we’ve seen Christopher and David and Matt and Peter do so, too. She finally gets a chance to shine as the Doctor and hopefully this starts a long-term precedent for the show.
*finds angsty fic*
*whines every 5 minutes*
*screams intensely*
*leaps out of window whilst holding laptop*
*rolls in blood and tears*
*dies*
that was really good i’m gonna read it again
Everybody likes to poke fun at Midwesterners and our strange slang, but seriously I think it’s hilarious that it never leaves our vocabulary. My aunt has lived in Florida for the past thirty years and she still catches herself saying, “Ope!” when startled, and calling soda “pop”.
Preach! Martha doesn't get nearly enough love.
This post fascinates me because I love psychology and a few months ago I labelled the Broadchurch characters as to what personality type they were, and when I looked back at the list I’d made, Alec was INTJ.
OFFICIAL TYPING by Charity / the mod.
Introverted Intuition (Ni): Alec is reluctant to draw conclusions on evidence until he has fully explored all the possibilities, but he does so internally without brainstorming with Ellie. He often says that he has “a feeling” about how things will turn out, but no evidence to support his hypothesis. Alec is so out of touch with “how things work” (lacking Si) that he fails at social niceties and customs, and sometimes over-compensates as a result (“I got you flowers… and chocolate… and wine; I didn’t know which to choose, so I got them all”). He is able to read people very well, in a short time, and gauge their abilities.
Extroverted Thinking (Te): He wants to finish the job and doesn’t mind who gets the credit. He demands facts, evidence, and “proof.” When confronted with a dead child, he immediately runs through all the usual procedures as well as makes due with the resources around him (including CCTV cameras). Alec demands a high work ethic from his employees and puts in the same hours himself. He has a frankness when dealing with people, and always points out the logic (or lack thereof) in their decisions. “I don’t care about anything but this case,” he says, inferring they can tell him anything that doesn’t have to do with the murder and it won’t wind up in his police report.
Introverted Feeling (Fi): No one knows he has a daughter; he does not open up about his marriage, his former cases, or his illness, instead preferring to deal with his guilt and pain on his own. Alec’s compassion is not often evident, but does run deep; his method in “protecting people” is to warn them not to talk to journalists and to threaten said journalists in order to get them to back off. He is rarely emotional in public and does not like to discuss his feelings.
Extroverted Sensing (Se): Even though he is very ill, Alec continues to work—pushing his body beyond its limits, into a total collapse. He is so eager for a physical human connection that he propositions a woman, who says no only because she’s “afraid [he will] collapse on top of me.” He has almost no connection to his own inner sensations, and as a result, overdoes it; he is also semi-reluctant to engage in his environment on a regular basis, down to his eating habits.
No matter how many times I’ve rewatched it, I still feel a thrill whenever I hear Thirteen referred to as Doctor. The gender doesn’t matter at all-- Jodie was fantastic!
The more I watch Peter Capaldi the more I NEED him to make an appearance on Broadchurch.
Preferably as Alec’s dad. Think of the drama. And the eyebrows. And the loud Scottish angry outbursts.