Ruth Bader Ginsburg hates Supreme Court mansplaining as much as you 

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I felt this on a spiritual level.


my grandpa went to high school with her. and i love these photos!

The last shot though.

This is the best post I’ve seen in forever. She is the only famous person I’ve ever wanted to meet

The Queen Supreme.

I hope one day she develops super powers and incinerates all of them with her laser eyes. 

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one of my favorite things about the rivals-to-lovers trope is when one of them, at the beginning of their relationship, grumbles about how much they hate the other person’s awful face and i sort of cackle to myself like, oh man. you’re going to have it so bad. it’s going to be so great. you are going to love the CRAP out of that awful face. you’ll be composing delicious, pining, sappy sonnets about it. i love it. 

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You know why I love AUs? Because the whole point of them is that everything is changed, and yet these two people are still going to meet and fall in love- that they’re so set in stone and so meant to be that you can change literally everything in a hundred universes and they’ll fall in love over and over again. 

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Heart in Hand was very formative, okay? If you go allllll the way back in my hockey tag, it’s these two idiots as the first post. 

Heart in Hand was important for all of us

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welcome to my manifesto, the purpose of my life, the reason i’ve been put on this earth and given this username, may i always bring it honour:

it starts here, my friend, with mrs babcock SCOLDING MR BABCOCK for saying something stupid about how the players should be in the game because it’s not THEM giving birth. MRS BABCOCK DID NOT LET THAT SLIDE!!!! no!!!! she made him apologize. you want to bet that mr babcock was present at the birth of his daughter (future power behind the throne)? YOU BET. mrs babcock isn’t gonna be like, “oh no honey don’t worry, you should still be coaching the game*, it’s not like YOUR OWN CHILD IS BEING BORN RIGHT NOW” ugh give me a break.

it’s clear to me, using my very advanced assumption skills, that mr babcock is merely a puppet. A PUPPET IN A HOCKEY PUPPET SHOW. he is like the governor general. he’s there for his pretty face, etc etc. mrs babcock is the puppet master, the queen, the brains of the operation, the one who truly admires jonathan toews’ behind. mr babcock just parrots words. he’s been given a script. A SCRIPT FOR PUPPETS.

as for why his daughter, at sixteen, had to indicate that she was clear and ready to go for the game, WHAT DO YOU THINK? she is in training for her future position. this is serious business.

anyway, this is a fic that i want to read and i’m willing to do art for it if RBB comes by again. or, you know, i can also lurk in alleyways, bribing people with promises of their big break.

*i have no idea if their daughter was born on a game day, and have no urge to find out. I SEE THE LINE! I’M NOT GOING TO CROSS IT! the rpf scout’s motto.

Head canon accepted. 


I have decided that I will reblog this every time it comes across my dash because it makes me laugh until I think I’m going to puke.


I have decided that I will reblog this every time it comes across my dash because it makes me laugh until I think I’m going to puke.

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