[cbarriefans]

Rimmer writing Santa his yearly report …

[soldierofsleep]

star trek au where the uniforms aren’t primary colors; they’re secondary

[level-zerofinity]

Hmmmm, I like it! xD

Inspired by that really really awesome thing @skyblep does.

[tribbles-n-bits]

I honestly dont know if i agree with this or not

[yesterdaysprint]

The Pittsburgh Press, Pennsylvania, May 4, 1910

[unflatteringcatselfies]

a big floof

[wecansexy]

i cant believe connie is a filthy homestuck

[hanari-san]

EXCUSE YOU

[rice-baller]

fucking digimon fandom from left field holy shit

[blinkpen]

u guys realize the sun is a thing right
it’s been out for awhile now

[khatoblepas]

[saintdraconis]

Orus, why are you posting that reply when that should be Ra job?

[khatoblepas]

[samael]

egypt has lots of sun-aligned falcon gods and khato knows em all

[haiku-robot]

egypt has lots of
sun-aligned falcon gods and
khato knows em all

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[victorian-sexstache]

how shipping works

[unflatteringcatselfies]

Holly goes into maximum overdrive

[willkommen-in-germany]

“Es ist nicht wichtig, ob der Mensch vom Affen abstammt; viel wichtiger ist, daß er nicht wieder dorthin zurückkehrt.”

Richard Wagner (1813 - 1883), deutscher Komponist

[thatswhywelovegermany]

It is not important whether man originates from the monkey; it is much more important that he does not return there.

Richard Wagner (1813 - 1883), German composer

Anonymous asked:

Why u gotta be so hateful

angelicguy answered:

i am full of love you dumb son of a bitch

[v1als]

I just had this hyper-realistic dream and like. I don’t even know what to make of this lmao 

I was sitting in this park, on a bench, looking up at the night sky and all the stars and stuff, and I blinked and suddenly the entire sky was different. I’m talking different constellations, the sky absolutely packed with billions more stars, some so close they’re massive. I’m like wtf and suddenly I realise there’s an old man sitting next to me, dressed in like 1940s clothing, also looking up at the sky.

before I can ask him if he’s you know, noticed, he speaks, without looking away from the sky.

“this is what the universe really looks like,” he tells me.

“oh,” I say. a pause. “…can you put it back?”

he smiles and nods. I look up. the sky has gone back to normal.

“what do I do with this information?” I ask, looking at him again.

he turns his head and, smiling, looks me dead in the face. "be careful.“

[fagatrons]

hey op im pretty sure you mightve just met god or something like that