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bigmamag:

roachpatrol:

vulcandroid:

i will never be over the fact that during first contact a human offered their hand to a vulcan and the vulcan was just like “wow humans are fucking wild” and took it

Humanity’s first contact with Vulcans was some guy going “I’m down to fuck.”

Vulcans’ first contact with Humans was an emphatic “Sure.”

No you don’t understand how fully hilarious this is because that human was 

Zefram Cochrane, aka the dude in that episode Metamorphosis with the “parochial” attitude that freaked out when he found out a lady gas cloud wanted to do him. I kind of love how this guy’s entire backstory is not knowing when he’s hitting on aliens and they’re hitting on him in return, he’s like the opposite of Kirk.

queeringfeministreality:

mollyostertag:

I’m putting together a book of all the short comics I’ve drawn over the past year to have for sale at my spring conventions! Not sure what the title will be yet, but the uniting themes of all the stories seem to be Girls and Magic.

I drew this selkie comic really fast and it bounced all around tumblr which was cool, but the messy lettering and simple coloring bugged me so I cleaned it up a bit. 

NO IM NOT CRYING

jellykitsch:

moonblossom:

responsible-reanimation:

Game idea: You play as a humble peasant who must fight off waves of adventurers who feel entitled to just waltz into your house and loot whatever they please.

LET GO OF MY CHEESE WHEEL YOU JERKFACE

Humble Peasant kills adventurers that enter their home

Humble Peasant keeps their weapons, magic items, and hold

Humble Peasant realizes that stronger and stronger adventurers are coming to claim their growing pile of loot

Humble Peasant builds traps and fortifications to keep them out

Humble Peasant procures exotic pets to help defend their home

Humble Peasant continues to amass more and more loot and attract stronger and stronger adventurers

Humble Peasant has to keep building up and fortifying their home, traps, and pets to keep the adventurers out

Humble Peasant suddenly realizes that they have accidentally built a dungeon. It’s a fucking dungeon now. It’s fortified and full of traps, monsters, and treasure, and the Humble Peasant is the boss.

Humble Peasant realizes that adventurers will never leave them alone now.

Humble Peasant hates adventurers.

Humble Peasant accidentally becomes major villain.

seeing-fire:

dragonsbain:

firstdrafted:

afrogeekgoddess:

sherlockspeare:

John Watson. Crack shot even in the situation like this. Brave. Loyal.
I want him.

I love how John is literally the physical center of this scene, the anchor around which all the other characters revolve. Lestrade’s stepping close to draw his pistol, Henry’s flinching away, Sherlock’s moving back, Franklin’s making a break for it…and in the middle of this chaos, stock-steady and absolutely sure, is John Hamish Watson.

i might have talked about it before but i love love love the idea that john, in a huge melodramatic larger-than-life play of characters that wield their intellects like big fucking magical deus ex machina swords (see: sherlock, irene, moriarty, mycroft, magnussen, and on, and on), john watson is…ordinary. oh, sure, he’s smart, but his character arc is so definitely not finding out that he can Do It Without Sherlock after all. there are lots of soldiers and lots of doctors and just about the whole list above plus molly hooper finds sherlock’s shiny brain fascinating.

and yet because of that john is also not prone to the weaknesses of towering figures; he’s the grounding, utterly real element in this kind-of-a-farce where the woman he’s married to turns out to be an assassin and people come back from the dead on the daily and, no i’m never going to get over this, the bomb has an off switch like wtf. sherlock does things like flail and jump off of buildings, and john, in the meantime, shoots the hound. these dazzling cariactures of people play out their games and john is at the center, bait or friend or suicide bomber, but utterly immovable and utterly himself, because he is not like them. in a fairytale, the hound would pursue and the hero would run until he scrambles over a ravine and the hound trips and falls to its death or something. sherlock is a fairy-tale hero; sherlock doesn’t shoot a gun (until he does lol strange how love is the only real thing in this fantasy world). john comes from reality. john kills the monster.

and john can see, truly, without being caught up in the storm of his own actions, the lay and tenor of the winds; he knows what is truly remarkable, and writes it down, and steadies sherlock, the words and love steady him. john doesn’t have a magic sword, he has a sig sauer and a bad attitude. and he is amazing.

This is one of the best descriptions of John’s character, ever.

that is an incredible gif set. john is gorgeous.

https://vine.co/v/enavhl7DBT7/embed/simple//platform.vine.co/static/scripts/embed.js

the-stringbean-blogs:

stanleylt:

crazymanjoel:

Sometimes i play my bass guitar like a cello. #experminental #bassguitar #cello #ambient

this sounds like you’ve just entered a really earthy ancient temple and you’re just standing there in awe as light floods through a crack in the ceiling

@mrtrashy 😮

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