writer and lurker| been here since 2010 | 20s | male pronouns unless its funny | british against my will
chiarakato:
“geniusbee:
“it’s ok batman we all make mistakes
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not doing batman fanart anymore bc nothing can top this
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chiarakato:

geniusbee:

it’s ok batman we all make mistakes

not doing batman fanart anymore bc nothing can top this

(via quasi-normalcy)

raxacoricofallaclitorius:

despazito:

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Actually your society is the freaks for shooting everything that moves and burning half your “nature reserves” every year so that upperclass dandies can eat leaded pheasant. North Americans are the well adjusted ones here, your country has become a desolate suburban lawn in island form

‘Your country has become a desolate suburban lawn in island form’ has NO RIGHT going so hard and being so ACCURATE

(via tastyrepulsorboots)

handypolymath:

ekingston:

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a graphic illustrating the desire to write transformative fiction is greatest when the author either loves (fan fiction) or loathes (foe fiction) the source materialALT

sometimes i say things on twitter and then make a little graph about it

fan function: i want to solve the canon for X

fan friction: i want to add X to canon

fan fraction: i want to divide the canon by zero

(via demitsorou)

cornpopwasframed:

theculturedmarxist:

anexperimentallife:

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Management should feel lucky to be alive.

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(via demitsorou)

ink-the-artist:

havocspiral:

ink-the-artist:

appleandsinnamon:

ink-the-artist:

ink-the-artist:

ink-the-artist:

man

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i like it too :)

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i have an addition

Incomprehensible I love it it’s like an arthouse film

(via fjordstan)

bondboy8:

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(via fjordstan)

beingnotseeming:

vampowers:

vampowers:

sibling relationships are so strange… like i love you. you will never understand me in a way that matters. we are the same person in drastically different ways. we are sewn together. we don’t talk. we are attached at the hip. you wish i was never born. can i call you. let’s eat together. i forgive you. etc

i don’t have enough photos of you on my phone to make one your contact picture. we got the same tattoo completely by coincidence. why do you always get to be mario. i love the meals you cook. we live in different universes. you can stay at my house if you need. we have never been friends. you are more important to me than anyone on this earth

they truly are strange. and complicated. a lil tragic at times.

(via thedeafprophet)

animatedamerican:

supervillainny:

animatedamerican:

irresponsibleeyouth:

The trick is to not let people know how really weird you are until it’s too late for them to back out.

Absolutely the frak not, the trick is to immediately let people know how weird you are so you scare off the weak ones. The ones who stay because they like how weird you are? Those are the ones you want.

Post 1: workplace

Post 2: everywhere else

… you know what, codicil accepted

(via tastyrepulsorboots)

paulgadzikowski:

fremedon:

ratgirl-big-tits:

ruckuscauser:

shredsandpatches:

mr-craig:

finally-figured-it-out:

finally-figured-it-out:

There was a young man from Peru

Whose limericks stopped at line two

There once was a man from Verdun

There once was a man from the sticks
Whose limericks stopped at line six.
They were fine till line five
Then they took quite a dive —
But the problem is easy to fix
If you just ignore the last line, it doesn’t even follow the rhyme scheme oh god I’ve really lost control of this thing I’m so sorry…

There once was a man

From Cork who got limericks

And haiku confused.

There once was a man from the sticks

Who liked to compose limericks

But he failed at the sport

Because he wrote them too short

@limerickshere

There once was a fellow named Dan,
Whose poetry never would scan.
When told this was so,
He replied, “Yes, I know–
It’s because I try to squeeze as many syllables into the last line as I possibly can.”

On Tumblr did lasses and lads
Their way with fail poetry had.
You’re having your fun
But you’re fooling no one -
It takes skill to do something this bad.

(via handageddon)

millenniumlesbian:

You, a fool, when characters state different or contradictory things about backstory events or how the world works: This is a plot hole!

Me, wise, enlightened: Not so, neophyte. Have you considered all the exhaustive possibilities in which one of these characters simply has no idea what they are talking about, or better yet, is a fucking liar?

(via fjordstan)

scribbletalks:

i need people to know that warlock girl went on to win that season of America’s Next Top Model by like a significant margin

(via tastyrepulsorboots)

childrenlastdawn:

(via tastyrepulsorboots)

animentality:

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(via owlmylove)

serialexperimentsdilbert-deacti:

dr who is so crazy imagine your species goes extinct except for two theater kids who call themselves The Orthodontist and the Administrator and they just go around causing problems and destroying your entire culture’s reputation

(via handageddon)

ashipwreckcoast:

talisidekick:

I got very loudly deadnamed and misgendered multiple times at the doctors office today. This new receptionist ignored the preferred name on my profile to deadname and misgender me loudly, louder than she talked about anyone else in the waiting room. My birth certificate says “F” nex to sex, my medical documentation reflects this, and I was still deadnamed and misgendered.

And the saving grace was a woman and her child. I wear cat-ears and the child too young to speak loved them, and kept pointing and looking at me. I’m assuming her mother kept saying “yeah, she’s wearing cat-ears”, “yeah, that woman has cute cat-ears”, and the like. Her child was enamoured with them, and that woman didn’t misgender me once. And each time my very obviously masculine deadname name came up, she looked upset at the receptionist, but not once did she give me a bad look.

It doesn’t have to be much. You don’t need to be a knight in shining armour, or in someones face. Simply a quiet refusal to play along with someone elses bullshit is enough. It was enough to turn a trying and tiring moment into something that put a smile on my face and joy back into my life. It wasn’t a lot but it mattered to me.

#your love for trans people should outweigh your hatred for transphobes #that’s how you know you’re doing it right 👍 [x]

(via fullofdreamsyouoverslept)