vaiyamagic replied to your chat “little snip: let’s play the little kitten game me: meow meow, we are…”

What did you transform into?? These are the important questions.

“Also wolves,” said little snip.

[classictrek]

UK publicity photos and press folder for Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country.

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[old-type-40]

It’s 5pm PDT on June 5th and the Russian spam bots are flooding the popular tags again. Some things I’ve read recently make me believe that it’s a group from the Star Wars Rebels fandom that have been the ones battling the spammers and that @staff has had nothing to do with curtailing the spam.

To try to get around the anti-spam tools of the SWR group, the spam bots have gone back to using direct domains in the links that are tied to the pics in their posts.  The current domains that you need to block if you don’t want to see their crappy posts are:

isocration.club
gnatell.website
isotopeka.club
islavic.club
islatities.club
gautell.website
aostell.website

[actuallyasgardian]

Me, after registering at Wizard World Philly: “Is there a schedule of times for all Sebastian’s photo ops and autograph sessions?“ 

Nice lady 1: "Yes, you can find a schedule at Sebastian’s booth inside. It’s in the back on the… left?" 

Nice lady 2: "Yeah it’s on the left, because we moved Mackie to the right to keep them apart." 

Me: "I’m sorry, did you say you have to keep Sebastian and Anthony apart?”

Nice lady 1: “Yes, because they get into trouble if we don’t. They have been silly stringing each other and the staff. We had a volunteer directing people and they both completely covered her head in silly string." 

Me: ”….you’re joking.“ 

Nice ladies 1 & 2, looking slightly disgruntled: "No. We aren’t." 

You guys. The staff of Wizard World Philly have literally been instructed to keep Sebastian Stan and Anthony Mackie separated. Because they are silly stringing themselves, others and the venue.

[pochapal]

i’m fucking cackling people are boycotting the sims 4 because they removed the gender barriers and 99% of randomly generated sims will now no longer fit in the gender binary like i cannot believe pixel trans people are ruining a game about a bunch of mixed race bisexual people screaming and setting plates of pasta on fire

it is a good day on the planet earth

vag-vini asked:

When I grow up I want to be like you

retronator answered:

That is funny because I never grew up.

[indieretronews]

(via Deja Vu & Uninvited +1DW [easyflash] - Nostalgia’s latest release contains C64 HORROR! )

[alwaysalreadyangry]

i thought i’d written this up on here before, but i can’t find it. so let me tell you my favourite story about my time in oxford.

my college library is a converted church (with graveyard still attached). and it closed at about 1am every night, but they let people keep working in the vestry – where there were… i think six desks? – overnight. i was not very good at doing my work at anything other than the absolute last minute, and would fairly often end up in the vestry the night before an essay was due.

it was grim. honestly i do not miss it.

the highlight of those nights was when i allowed myself a break to go out to buy a burger from the kebab van that was on the other side of the high street. the nearest kebab van was ahmed’s. kebab vans in oxford are serious business (there are few kebab shops, and they’re mostly not near the colleges, where the first and third-year students often live in). i just looked ahmed’s up to check i was spelling his name right and found this amazing painting of the van!!

anyway. so one night in – i guess it was probably april? i think it was in my final year, and not too long to go before exams – i walked out to the kebab van. it was 2am, or maybe 3am. a weeknight – maybe a tuesday – and there was nobody around. too late for other people taking study breaks, and maybe the people who were out clubbing weren’t coming back yet. i felt like i and ahmed and the other guy who worked in his van were the only people alive.

and then an entire band of men turned up in full 16th century regalia. 

i think maybe one or two of them had musical instruments with them, but not all of them. they stood there. they didn’t seem to think that they were doing anything unusual. i guess for them, it wasn’t. nobody else came by. nobody said anything except to order some food.

i thought: am i hallucinating??? what is happening???

i always ordered a cheeseburger at ahmed’s, and as it wasn’t a busy night they didn’t already have any cooking, so i stood by the van for a good five minutes while it cooked, just watching these men, who seemed like time-travellers, solemnly order their kebabs. none of them had phones out or anything. nothing broke the illusion except the situation we were in. it honestly felt like time was collapsing. like we had all been pulled out of the timestream and were just chilling here together. it wasn’t april whatever, 3am, 2011. it was no time, no place. The Kebab Van At The End of Time.

they just seemed like people from the past who wanted to get something to eat. an eternal constant. and the guys in the van were as nonchalant about it as the men themselves were. yeah, we get sixteenth century people through here all the time.

and you know what, they probably do. it’s oxford.

[snovyda]

So I decided to improve my old jeans a bit…

[theslinkylizard]

Odin chasing my pen! I was trying to address a Father’s Day card to my dad and Odin was very interested in my pen and kept crawling in my lap to smell it and bite at it so I let him chase it on the carpet until he managed to “catch” the wild ink pen.